cuckolding gone wrong

Timmy

That last segment was outstanding. The necessity of balance was very well handled. I am anxious to see what happens next.

Thanks

GH

Timmy Great Job ! I was wondering if peter was ever going to stop his mistreatment. His divorce was not because of lack of love but the mistreatment he receive form M.. Speaking of M. Has she and Harry given up? 05/04..18:48
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Timmy, thanks for another great segment..love the twists and turns in this story!

Timmy,
I've been a bit busy recently so I have only just caught up from a few episodes back. It was interesting to see the comments too as I progressed. Individually, you clearly lead us in one direction then stop, leaving some shocked, some outraged and no doubt some put off somewhat. Then you lead us back in another direction. In reality, you are playing fast and loose with Peter's id. In reality I doubt he could stay sane with the twists you put him through. Luckily for us he is a fictional character so it is perfectly ok.

As GH has already said, he is yours to do with as you wish. I think though, it points out the real problem in writing an extended story. The fact is, as we all get to care about the character you create, getting the continuity right becomes ever more difficult and cumbersome. Plot wise, you want a character to go one way, but you suddenly realise that his character would never let him (or her) go there. Never get that with captions eh ..

Anyway, I would just like to say that this is still a great story. Even the complaints so far indicate how much people actually care, a good thing, if no doubt annoying maybe. Keep surprising us ..

Prissy, Stormy, GH, Blazer and Peak thank you very much for your comments.

Storm I fully understand. I know that you respect where I need to go with this so I did not take your comments as a suggestion to change direction.

Blazer, you are right captions are a hell of lot easier but I have a pretty good idea where this is going and there is always the cane to make the character go where I want., LOL

Now Peter has to deal with the real life stuff of running a company

Timmy

A very good story very well told. You have created a set of complex characters who keep us guessing.

Thank you

GH

timmy,

you know what they say.......when it rains it pours.........sounds like Red and Peter better have a good raincoat.....great story..... keeps me on the edge of my seat and don't know which way it will go next.

super job

sallyann

Timmy:

I love all the twist your story takes. Looks like things are going to be rough and rocky for the next segment, but I'm sure our subbie will find a way to keep his feet dry.

THANKS for all of your time and effort with this story!!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

It's a slippery slope from ignoring someone's safe word to conspiracy to sabotage a defense contract. I hope you throw the book at M.

Wonderful story, Tim. You are right up there with the likes of Al Steiner (Doing It All Over), you start reading the story for the 'excitement' and stay for the great writing.

Keep it coming.

Tim
Thanks a well written story! Has me caught up in reading. To top it off I feel for Peter.

Please keep writting. I cannot wait to see what happens to Peter. His world right now is falling around him.

Meijer

Great story Timmy, the intrigue is getting serious! Peter needs to watch not just his back, but both sides, front, above and below. Too bad Red has her own problems, he could sure use her help right about now. Thanks for a great read!

timmy great job Peter had it all and now could possibliy loos it all

GH, Sally, C4one, ggarious, Meijer, Stormy and Blazer thank you ever so much for your comments. Yes it is going to get interesting for our friend.

“Listen Ted, can you get a baby sitter on short notice? I would like to have dinner with you and your wife tonight at the grill in the Palace Hotel.”

“I want to talk to you about this face to face and I really would like your wife to hear what I have to say.”

“Peter, I guess that is only fair. I’ll call her and find out. I’ll get back to you. What if she can’t make it tonight but tomorrow?”

“Sorry, I’m going to be at the Pentagon tomorrow and Thursday. I would prefer tonight but if that does not work, how about on Saturday. They have a neat little band there starting around nine. When was the last time you took your wife dancing?”

“Peter, you are ‘evil’. You’re trying to get to me through my wife. But that is a good option. I’ll call you back before five this afternoon.”

“Thanks Ted, I look forward to hearing from you.”

Now I’m sure that Michelle has really gone over to the dark side. I was contemplating leaving Greg a voice mail telling him what was going on but decided against for the time being. I’ll wait till I have all the details from Ted and a decision.

It was just before five when my phone rang – a number I didn’t recognize.

“Peter?”

“Yes”

“Peter, this is Lucy, Ted’s wife. Listen, I’m so sorry. I ripped that lunkhead a new one once I heard what he had been up to. Of course he is going to work for you starting in January. So there is no need for the dinner.”

“Lucy, listen now more than ever do I want to have dinner with you and Ted. I want to meet the lady that can do what you said you did. There are some very important things going on that I think you need to know about. I really would like for both of you to hear this.”

“Peter, you offered Saturday as an alternate day, can we do it then. I mean if nothing else I want to get a nice evening out from this mess. Ted needs to get “punished” and treat me like a queen for that stunt. First I’m going to stick him with the kids while I go get my hair, nails, in other words the works done.”

I had to laugh. “Lucy, you got it. Saturday seven thirty at the Palace Hotel Grill. I’m really looking forward to this.”

“Yeah, me to. See you on Saturday.”

I’ll see how Friday goes with Red. Maybe I’ll ask her to join us. Could be fun.

I was just about to go home when I got the guys comments back for the proposal for the army.

I decided to go home and work on the final version in the comfort of my home.

When I got home, I had three file boxes sitting on the floor of my dining room. But what was really nice was that there also was a box of discs. Maybe I’ll make some copies for myself before handing the whole thing over to my new attorney.

I fixed myself some dinner and then went to work. I made two separate proposals, one with just the cost reduction and JIT requirements and a second one covering the extra computing capacity for possible upgrades.

Thursday morning my appointment was for ten AM but I got to the visitor parking lot at the Pentagon just after nine. I knew that would be a big hassle with security and I wanted to be on time.

When I walked into my contact’s office, he stood up to greet me and said.

“Peter, I’m so sorry for wasting your time. I just found out this morning that we are not going to extend the contract but need a redesigned part with added computing capacity. Because it is a new project, I have to put it out to bid. I got this morning a preliminary request for proposal. The final RFP will be issued after the new year.”

“Alan, can we get a tech guy in here who could sort of summarize the differences between the current and new part.?”

“Probably, what do you have in mind?”

“If you don’t mind, I rather hear your guy first before I comment on this.”

“Sure, let me see what I can do.” He dialed a number “Hey Sam, this Alan, the new RFP you dumped on me this morning. Can you come down here and explain briefly to the supplier of the current model what changes you are looking for?”

“Sounds good, see you in fifteen minutes in room 236.”

“Peter, let’s go get some coffee and then meet the guy behind this new project. I assume you have your clearances with you?”

“Never come here without them.”

We go some coffee and went to a small conference room. There seemed to hundreds of them throughout the Pentagon.

We had just settled down when a civilian joined us. Alan introduced us and I showed him my clearances and gave him a brief history of what had happened over the last few months.

Alan assured him that the quality issues had been taken care of and things were running smoothly.

“Peter, what we are trying to do is, add a number of functions. For that we need a different processor with a larger capacity and higher rate of speed. Our preference is not to change the physical characteristics of the unit because we really don’t want to redesign the entire system.”

“What if I told you that the units we are currently supplying to you have a processor that has ten times the capacity of the original design spec? Would that be sufficient for what you are trying to do?”

Both guys were stunned. “You mean to say that theoretically we could upgrade every unit now in the field?”

“I think so, it is just a question of coming up with a way of programming the old units either in the field or during maintenance.”

“I’m sure you have some units here for testing and stuff. Why not see if you can program what you need into them. If it works, all we would need is the revised programming instructions and could ship upgraded units right after the first of the year. I know you guys usually don’t work this way but we actually can deliver these new upgraded units at the same price you are paying now.”

“Peter, do you have something in writing for us that we can take to our respective bosses?”

“Sure do, here are the specs for the processor that is now in all the units and our offer to extend the contract at the current pricing. If you want us to do the reprogramming of the existing units, we need to talk about that.”

“Peter, who at your outfit could I talk to besides you if I have questions or run into a problem when I try to reprogram the test units we have here?”

So I gave him Karl’s phone and e-mail and Sam took off. He seemed to be really excited about the prospect of being able to just use the current design as supplied by us for the upgrades.

“Peter, I guess we did not waste your time. But how did you know? Never mind, I don’t want to know. If this works, I don’t see any reamister why we can’t skip the bidding process. It would just be a big waste of time for everyone.”

“How about I’ll get back to you as soon as Sam has done his testing and written his report. At that point I will need a revised offer from you including the just in time stuff we talked about. I don’t see any reamister why the brass would not jump on this. They had anticipated a cost increase of twenty five to thirty percent and had some real concerns about that, being able to do this under the current budget restraints.”

Well looks like that HH did me a big favor by using those discontinued chips and then find someone to duplicate them once the original supply ran out. He’ll try to bite his own ass like a rabid dog if he ever finds out. I wonder who tipped him off regarding the new design. When I get back, I better get with the outfit in Singapore and make sure to get an option for the next couple of years to supply the part.

I offered to buy Alan lunch but he declined so I decided to treat myself and went to a nice little French place in Crystal City for lunch before driving back home. I had called Karl and alerted him to the fact that he might get questions from the guy in the Pentagon regarding re-programming.

I was thinking that if we got the new contract, it was time to promote Karl and give him a hefty raise. He’s earning it. I’ll saddle him with finding a replacement for himself.

By the time I got back to town it was almost dinner time and I decided to go to the Diner. To my surprise I ran into Alice and Clarence there. I had forgotten that I had turned them on to the good food here.

“Hey Peter, please come join us. We just ordered so it will be easy for you to catch up.”

I walked over and gave Alice a hug and shook Clarence’s hand.

“Good to see you guys. I’m sorry but I’ve been really busy and neglected you guys.”

“Peter, what is going on? We’ve seen Red’s sub as a Domme with some guy at the club. Confused the heck out of us.”

“Tell me, is he about forty, dark blond, about six foot and two hundred pound all in the right places?”

“Yes, how do you know?”

Well that is what I suspect is my ex friend Greg. Someone I used to trust with my life even though on occasion M would cuckold me with him. See Red and Michelle broke up. Red is going through some special therapy trying to find out if she can get over that trauma of her gang ****. I was part of that and Michelle could not deal with the fact that Red was interested in a heterosexual relationship, not necessarily giving up totally being a lesbian, more like living a bi lifestyle with me in the picture.”

“So Michelle left her and right now Red is one confused lady. I’m hoping that she can find herself but that is whole other story.”

“Michelle has turned against me and is trying to make my life difficult.”

“That explains why she’s palling around with M and who ever her latest sub is.”

“Tell me, is Greg submitting to Michelle?”

“In some form yes, not really in a physical way but she most certainly wears the pants. He usually just hangs around, fetches takes and stuff and the two M’s mistreat some poor guy. Sometimes the three of them tie up M’s slave like she used to do with you and then they head off to one of the private rooms.”

“It’s become uncomfortable at the club and if we see them there, we usually just have a take at the bar and head home either alone or with one or two other couples who feel the same way.”

Peter, I’m still pissed at you that you talked the board out of throwing M’s ass out. The place is just not the same. Some of us even started talking about starting a new club. Maybe at first just “round robins” but eventually get a property out in the country.”

Timmy

Still a great story. I can't wait to see what happens next.

GH

Great addition Timmy. It's much more fun to read a story that has a true plot, character development, etc, than it is to read the ones that are just pure "masturbation fodder" a very apt name that I first heard from GH. You may not get as many comments on these sections, but they truly are what keeps me reading. I need to know what happens next!

Stroke material can be done in one page - not that there isn't a place for it, but it just doesn't take much thought or effort, in my opinion. Really enjoying this!

Timmy,
Your story can get someone twisted in circles. You have created some great characters and use them brillantly. I like you bringing Alice and Clarence back into the story. Can't wait for more.

Yes Timmy,

Your story always keeps me coming back for more. Thanks for keeping us hanging in there!!
Cuck who loves a creampie.

hi Timmy Looking forward to where you will lead us . Will Red becomea love friend or join peters ememies Great story

Keep clicking those keys maestro!
Win some...
Lose some...
Few are rained out

I am a reader not a writer and I love what you have done with the characters in this story!
Looking forward to the next segment.

Excellent Timmy. This story has more layers than an onion and more twists than the Simplon Pass but you hold it together with much s*******. Well done.

Very good! Glad Red is coming to her senses, she is a special character. Just the kind of damaged woman my heart always goes out to! I see you've discovered that this site won't let you say ****, or also ****** or *****, and maybe even *********. Not sure about those last two. Very odd, considering what you CAN say!!
Thanks Timmy, still lovin' it!

Timmy

Your key characters are complex, interesting and likeable. Your plot has had a wonderful series of interesting twists. This is very good story telling.

Thanks for creating this for us. I am looking forward to more.

GH

hay Timmy. I really enjoyed your last two segments of the story. . I hope Red can come to terms with her past and be capable of loving Peter back. Peter needs to try and talk to his friend with out Michelle being around. If only to let him know what Michele is doing with his company. . It is your story to tell and you done a great job.

Alcabin, Nifty, Peak, Stormy, GH and Blazer thank you for your kind words. Finally got a chance to come up with another segment.

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“Then you came to visit and won the hearts and minds of my family. Mom, Nicole and Pam are in love with you. They told me that I would burn in hell if I let you get away. Seeing you around my family and during that incident in the restaurant and the next day at Jennifer’s reinpowerd my feelings for you. Made it seem right that I had decided in your favor. Add to that our talk with Pam and Chuck after dinner and the next morning added more of the same.”

“Then came the week of preparing you for your ordeal of atoning for what had happened to me. I really got back into the mindset of paying back those bastards that robbed me of years of joy being with a man. Don’t get me wrong. I loved, no still love Michelle but now more for what she did for me than in a sexual way. Also I was pissed that she had dumped me. I was hurt by it and yes I guess I did blame you for that. It was your fault that you are so damned lovable and understanding, getting me all confused about my sexuality and who I am.”

“I think last Sunday morning subconsciously I wanted to punish you for my dilemma, wanted to drive you away. Well I guess I succeeded since you walked out. Of course as soon as you were gone it all came crashing down on me. You know Cindy really read me the riot act after she talked to you on the phone Sunday afternoon.”

“I think that is when I first started to realize how badly I had screwed up but I was too proud to come crawling and begging you for forgiveness. A Goddess doesn’t do that. You keep drumming that into my head when I apologize to you for something. I see you smiling. Yes I know I’m fucked up right now.”

“Peter I’m not done talking but I hope that you don’t hate me, that you can understand my confusion. Please come and sit with me hold me, make me feel safe. I need to take a break. Maybe a glass of your cognac would be good right now – just a small one please.”

So I got her a glass, refilled mine and joined her on the love seat where we just hugged – not saying anything. Red had unloaded a big pile of mental anguish on me and I needed time to process the whole thing. But I was encouraged by what she had said at the very beginning and now her need to just cuddle with me.

“Peter, I hope you won’t freak out but I have a special request. It might sound really mean coming after last Sunday. I would like to spend the night with you. No sex just cuddling. So – please don’t get mad at me – I would like you to wear your CB. I’ll take it off in the morning when we get up. I promise. I’m afraid to be alone. I have more to tell you but I would like to do that after breakfast. If I go home I might lose my nerve. Having you near me, holding me, showing me that you still care will really help me to figure out where I want to be for the rest of my life. I know I’m asking you to make another sacrifice for me. Can you do that please?”

I was a bit stunned but then I thought about what Red had said. Maybe it could make some sense. I mean I said myself that I understood her locking me back up after we made love last Saturday. So it would be a bit hypocritical to say no to her now.

I took a deep breath “Red, that will be fine with me. You know that I love you and if spending night with my dick in “jail” while you are cuddling with me will help you find yourself down the road, I’m there for you. I think I understand why you want to do it this way. Having some hot sex tonight would just add to your confusion and by locking me up you remove temptation for yourself. I know I could control myself – tough as it might be but for you I would."

"But I’m not so sure about you. Right?”

“Damn you Peter, you are doing it again. What is it that gives you insights into my mind, things that I have hard time grasping.”

Red jumped into my lap and sladyed me with kisses. It was going to be hard being next to this beautiful lady all night long with my dick locked up. I hope I get some relax.

I went to get the CB and handed it to Red with the key in the lock.

“Peter, please drop your pants, time to lock you up. I’m tired. Being an apprentice geisha and talking to you about my issues has worn me out.”

As I dropped my pants Red gasped.

“Oh My God, you’re wearing panties.”

I had to smile. “Well you made me throw my tidy whities away except for two pairs and I haven’t had a chance to go out and buy new ones.”

“Damn you Peter, here take the redy thing and put it on yourself before I grab your cock and give you a blow job. I’ll put the lock through once you’ve got it on.”

Shit, that image of a BJ from Red started to get me hard and it was a bit of a struggle to get the CB on.

“Here Goddess, if you so desire please insert the lock and close it.”

“Don’t get cheeky with me. I do believe I still have a cane and strap some place here.”

Click – OK I’m going to take a shower and NO I don’t want you to help. Can you please find me one of those oversized tee shirts you seem to have always hanging around?”

I decided to forego the shower since I had one earlier this evening and just put on PJ bottoms and went to bed where I waited for Red to show up after her shower.

She sure looked hot in my NY Jets tee shirt that just barely covered her sexy behind and those luscious pussy lips. My dick thought so too and started to fight the confinement.

Red lifted the blanket “oh this won’t do. How can I feel the CB and heat from your frustrated cock if you’re wearing PJ’s – off with them”.

So I resigned myself to a night of mental and physical *** as Red got into bed, gave me tonsil searching kiss “Good night babe” flipped over and pushed her butt against my CB.

“Hmm, feels just right but something is missing.” With that comment she started to feel for my hand and placed it on her breast.

“Yes that is better. Good night again.”

I don’t think it took more than ten minutes before I heard Red’s quiet breathing. She was out for the count and I was getting more and more frustrated as heat built up in her breast where my hand was and her nipple seemed to keep telling me “play with me” right through the tee shirt.

I must have fallen arelax eventually because I woke up alone to the smell of coffee and bacon. I made a quick stop in the bathroom and brushed my teeth before greeting Red in the kitchen.

“Good morning Goddess, your humble servant hopes that you had peaceful and restful night.”

“Peter, cut that out. But yes I’ve slept better last night than in days past. The key to the CB is on the dining room table. Feel free to unlock your poor used cock any time you want to. But let’s get to your relaxing. I woke up sometime around two or there about and I could swear you were still awake.”

“Well yes having my locked dick in your butt crack and being powerd to keep a hand on your quite beautiful breast, even if it is covered with my tee shirt creates certain pressures that make it difficult to relax.”

“Aww poor baby. The mean Red keeps making you suffer. Get over here and give me a hug and proper good morning kiss instead of bitching and moaning about the confinement of your cock.”

We both laughed and hugged and kissed.

“Hey, if you are making breakfast better watch that bacon before it catches on fire.”

“You are so right. I resign as cook and let you salvage what you can and finish cooking. I’ll set the table.

The bacon was beyond rescue and I started a new batch and eventually were able to eat. We sat in comfortable silence sipping our coffee when Red started.

“Peter, I’m so confused. I don’t know what to do. Like I said yesterday I want you in my life. The problem is that I don’t know what that life will be. What can I do? Where do we go from here?”

“Red, I have an idea that might work. As you know I have to get out of this place by Christmas and I’ve been wondering about where to move to. I’ve talked to Cindy and she has told me about furnished places in the high rise just behind the park that become available the beginning of January till March or April because they are owned by snow birds spending the winter in Florida or other warmer places. Till it becomes available I’ll go back to the extended stay place by the airport. But my lodging is not really what I meant to talk about. But moving will separate us a bit more and might aid in what I have in mind.”

“What I was thinking is that we kind of got thrown together in a weird way and went on a really wild emotional ride that got both of us confused. Created emotional problems and stresses making it impossible to start a long term relationship.”

“So my idea is that we start new. You know dating like your average Jane and Joe. Go to dinners, dancing, maybe a movie either out or in your or my place. Regular stuff people do as they get to know each other. You decided when you want to bring sex into the picture. I’ll be OK if you feel the need to hang with one of your girl friends from time to time for what ever you do at those times. This is a time where you and I can figure out what the relationship should be like. If things go the way I hope they will, we can slowly introduce some of the kinky games back into the relationship. I mean we both know that I’m a subbie and you are a Domme and those parts of our mental sexual make up will have to be catered to at some point.”

“Does that make sense to you?”

“Peter, I think that is a wonderful idea. I like it. Forget all the mess till now. Well I won’t ever forget it and I will be forever grateful to you for doing what you did. But I think I know what you mean.”

A look of concern crossed Red’s face.

“Under this new arrangement, will you still come with me to go home for Christmas?”

“Yes, I’ll go with you. I had a really good time the during the last visit and besides someone down there still owes me a blowjob.”

Red had jumped into my lap and started to slady me with kisses till I mentioned the BJ.

Slapping my face lightly “Peter you are awful, don’t you dare. I’m the one that has the privilege of having some fun outside our relationship. You do NOT. I’m going to make sure that they understand that. Got that buster?”

We both smiled at each other.

“Ms Red, about dating. Would you do me the honor of accompanying me tonight to dinner and maybe some dancing at the Palace Grill. I have a dinner date there with a prospective employee and his wife at seven thirty tonight.”

“Peter, what is that all about?”

“Remember, I told you about Ted, the finance guy I had borrowed from Greg? Anyway he was going to come to work for me right after New Years because his wife wanted him stop travelling for Greg. The guy was like more than 150 days a year out of town and he has small youngren that miss him and need him to be there.”

He was going to quit Greg even if it meant moving to another city. I thought we had a firm arrangement but he called a few days ago saying that Greg had asked him to stay – actually Michelle did all the talking. Offering him that he had to travel only 25 percent of the time. He was conflicted. See when he and I originally talked, he got Greg on the phone to confirm to me that he was OK with Ted leaving and coming to work for me. Greg was aware that he would lose him sooner or later. Mostly sooner. Because of that I was totally floored when Ted told me that he had been asked to stay.”

“So that is when I asked him and his wife out to dinner to talk to him. It seems that Michelle said something about my being in trouble and stuff like this. The idea of the dinner is to lay it all out for him and his wife. What I can offer, what the risks are. Then they can go home, talk about it and decide what is best for them. I had wanted to do it that evening but there were problems with getting a baby sitter. The funny thing is that his wife called back and apologized for him. I think that she is the one in the “driver’s seat” in that relationship. Most likely nothing kinky but she has more say about the family affairs than he does. I’m really looking forward to meeting her.”

“So while there will be a short period of some serious talk during dinner, the rest of the evening should be just relaxing and fun. That group that they have playing there after nine on Saturdays is really good.”

“So what do you say Red, do I have a dance partner tonight?”

“Peter sounds great. I would love to go. Having said that, I better get out of here and let you deal with the dirty dishes. A girl has to put in a certain effort to look good for date.”

I laughed.

“What’s so funny buster?”

“Lucy said something similar to me when I talked about it to her on the phone, except she referred to “punishing” Ted by sticking him with watching the kids today while she went to the spa to get pampered and ready for tonight.”

“I like the way that girl is thinking. I’m going to call and see if I can squeeze in at “Le Spa” and get the works.”

With that she gave a quick peck on the cheek and ran off to the bedroom to get dressed.

Timmy,

Glad to see you back!

Thanks for yet another segment and journey into the world of Red & Peter.
Cuck who loves a creampie.

Hi timmy Loking forward to hear about the business dinner ?/ date with Red

Thanks C41 and Blazer. I've been busy but I managed to put a segment together.
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When Red came back I told her that I would pick her up at seven since our reservations were for seven thirty.

I finished cleaning up the breakfast dishes and decided that I would go for a run. Maybe that would clear my mind some more. On the other hand, I was pleased that Red had accepted the concept of dating. Maybe by the time my lease was up in the high rise building, we could at least talk about some more permanent living arrangement.

We had just pulled up at the entrance to the Plaza Hotel and handed the key to the valet when Ted pulled up behind us. What a contrast. There was Ted 6 foot 4 or 5 and Lucy about a foot shorter even on her high heels. She was hot – that’s all I could think of. Long black hair, an olive complexion and a body to die for.

Red knocked an elbow into my side. “Close your mouth but pull your tongue in first or you’ll bite it off.”

I jumped and pulled Red over to where Ted and Lucy were standing waiting for another valet to take their car. Introduction were made all around and we headed inside.

I was well known so there were no games by the host, like please wait at the bar and all the other mind games they like to play with unsuspecting guests.

A twenty assured us a great table, close to the dance floor but far enough from the band to be able to carry on a conversation. A bonus, it afforded some privacy both visual and from being overheard.

There was the usual chitchat while we ordered takes and appetizers. Once those were served and we had ordered the main courses I got to the reamister for wanting to meet with them.

I turned to Red “do you have any objections if I include a bit of your or better our history with Michelle?”

“No Peter, go ahead. I’ve always been very open about my relationship with her.”

“Thank you, I appreciate that. Lucy and Ted this will probably explain why Michelle has made the offer to Ted. As you know we had an agreement and Greg’s consent that Ted could come to work for me after the first of January. Greg had realized and accepted the fact that sooner or later you would leave him for a job that did not require all the travel. Well since then the relationship between Red here and Michelle went south and Michelle clearly blames me. Furthermore since that break-up she and Greg a palling around with my ex and one of her lovers who has a serious grudge against me. Hence I think the offer to Ted to reduce his travel substantially and the story that my company may be in trouble.”

“Well, I won’t kid you. As Ted knows there was some trouble due to some sabotage and attempts to defraud me. For a while that put my contract with the army at risk but that has been solved.”

“Now there is a rumor going around that the contract will not be renewed because of certain changes in the requirements of the army. That the contract will have to be re-bid and every effort will be made by a group lead by my ex and her lover to take that business away.”

“Except, I got wind of it and I believe nipped it in the bud. I have made an offer to the army that I know they can’t afford not to take. Also, I’m going to focus on getting some new business that will reduce my dependency on the army business.”

At that point our food was served and we got busy eating with just occasional comments regarding the food and some general conversation.

During dessert and coffee I went back to my story.

“So because of what is going on I will need an experienced CFO. I won’t have time and my treasurer, while very good at his job does not have the experience to do the job.”

“So here is my offer to you Ted. As you know, we had agreed to your current salary at Greg’s and this offer stands. Furthermore, I’m offering you a share of the business at the rate of three percent per year up to a maximum stake of fifteen percent. There will be one or two others that will get the same deal.”

Red looked at me questioning. I looked at her just said “Karl”. She nodded and smiled. Looks like my silent partner agreed.

“So why don’t you think about my offer for a while before making a decision and let me know in few days.”

“Peter, like I told you on the phone the other day, dufus here is going to work for you just like he previously agreed to. Now having part owner ship is an added bonus and truly appreciated. When the corporation issues the shares next December, please make them in my name.”

I was floored and I think Red was too. I looked at Ted and he just mouthed “please”.

“That will be fine Lucy.”

Now there are couple of other requirements. Ted will give 100 percent from eight to five – five days a week. I understand that you are running a business and stuff can happen so an occasional late night, even a Saturday around year end closing of the books is acceptable. I will also accept up to ten days a year for out of town travel. Again, I don’t want to put a monkey wrench into the operation and you’ll find me understanding if there is a good reamister for Ted to be longer out of town. I just expect eventually the results will be reflected in my dividends.”

She smiled “can you live with that Peter?”

I just sat there for a moment, not saying anything.

“I guess I surprised you and left you speechless. So I’m going to be open with you. Red was forthcoming with her sexuality and I have a feeling about you. I have a “radar” that tunes in on let’s say less assertive men and women in certain situation. I’m sure you can be a bully, aggressive and assertive when it comes to your business but there is a bit of a “subbie” in you. Ted and I have a “Female led relationship”. No BDSM till now but we’ve talked about that. Anyway, I’m the boss and Ted knows it and now you two do too. Normally I would not put Ted through something like tonight but I felt it was important that you knew. I feel that we can be friends. That reminds me. There is one other condition. I expect you to join us every so often for a Sunday dinner. You’ll get the “full treatment”, kids and all.”

I held out my hand to her “Ms Lucy, you have a deal”.

Everyone laughed and the tension that had initially built up was broken.

By that time the band started up and we had a really good time dancing and talking. We were the last ones “standing” when the band quit at one in the morning.

I felt really good about how the evening went. Red had been more relaxed then I had seen her since the Thanksgiving weekend.

When we got home I stopped the car outside my garage door and looked at Red, letting her know that whatever was going to happen was up to her.

“Peter, that was fun. I was a bit surprised the way Lucy took charge of the business part but I really like her. I think I want to know more about their life. I just might call her and invite her to lunch so that we can talk.”

“Peter, I never relax with a guy on the first date so please just walk me to my door.”

I got out, walked around the car and opened the door for Red and helped her out. When we got to her door, she turned towards me and put her arms around my neck.

“Peter, I really had a great time tonight. Thanks you for taking me along. We need to do that again soon. I love to dance and you are no slouch on the dance floor. Like I said, I never relax with a guy on the first date but I’m not opposed to kissing.”

With a big smile Red pulled my head down and we had nice long and gentle kiss. Not the sexually charged tonsillectomy kind, just a nice kiss.

“Call me” and with that she disengaged herself from me and unlocked her door. She turned one more time towards me with what I thought was wistful look before stepping inside.

That look made me wonder if I had done the right thing by not pushing a bit more but on second thought I felt good about staying with my “play book” of dating and easing into a new relationship.

I really slept great and was surprised that I actually felt some muscles when I woke up in the morning. I guess running more or less exercises most muscles but dancing most of the evening got some different ones. I was actually a little bit sore. Hmm not to self – go dancing more often.

I fixed a simple breakfast, got dressed and did some chores like laundry and stuff. By eleven it had stopped raining and I went out for run. Funny, I was going a bit slower than usual.

When I got back, I made myself a sandwich, grabbed a beer and the Sunday paper. I guess it was around two that Red called and wanted to know if would be willing to go for a walk with her.

“Sure, I ran already this morning but a walk can’t hurt. It turned out pretty nice after the lousy rainy start earlier. I’m ready whenever you are.”

About five minutes later Red rang my bell, I grabbed my coat and we headed toward the park.

“Say is there a way to get to the high rises on the other side of the park?”

“Yes there is a foot bridge over the river. Want to go there?”

“Love to, that way I’ll have an idea how long it will take me to walk from your place should I decide to move in there.”

So we went on our walk, not really power walking but at a pretty good pace. We talked a bit about last night and the fun we both had dancing as well as how enjoyable the company was.

We got to the bridge and I could see the entrance to one of the buildings on the far side of the street. These were not high rises as one would refer to in New York or other big cities. There was an ordinance that limited the height of structures in the city, so this collection of buildings all had fourteen stories and it looked like that some had some retail stores on the ground level. That could be very convenient.

“I have seen enough for now, let’s head back.”

So we turned around and as we got to a bench in the park Red grabbed my hand.

“Let’s sit and talk for a bit. Peter, I want to thank you for last night. For sticking to your guns so to speak and not push. I would have let you make love to me if you had tried. I would have enjoyed it but also would have been miserable later on. Actually probably more like an emotional wreck. May be I should be the one with a CB”.

We both laughed at that and pulled her face towards mine and kissed her gently.

“Red, I love you and I’ll do whatever it takes to make you whole. If in the end that means, that it will not work out for us – so be it. But you can be sure that I will try my best to keep you in my life.”

“So what are your plans for tonight? I was thinking about going to “Sixth Street” for a burger and beer. See who is there. Want to come along?”

“Thanks Peter, I don’t think so. I have to be in court by nine in the morning and still have some reading to do and double check a couple of motions that I want to have ready. This is a nasty one and I need to be on top of my game.”

We got up and headed towards home holding hands but being mostly silent.

When we got Red’s front door we hugged and kissed and I said.

“Please let me know what our schedule for going down south is going to be as soon as you have your appointments set. That way I can make sure that I get everything off My desk beforehand.”

“I expect to hear from Doc tomorrow afternoon and I’ll leave you a message if I can’t get through to you because you are busy.”

“I meant to ask you this before, did you hook up with the lawyer that Dad suggested?”

“Not yet, I’m thinking that I’ll wait till after the first of the year. I want to see if there is going be any problem with interest payment that is due on the 31st of December before taking any further action. If M pays, I might let the other stuff slide. But I will talk to her and see if I can work out some retainer thing since I know that sooner or later I’ll need her.”

“When you do, let me know what you think. Maybe there is a possibility of her working with me, similar to what I was doing with Michelle. I need someone on the financial end to help me ferret out all sorts of hidden assets.”

“Have fun at “Sixth Street” and tell Cindy that we are good if she should be there. I’ve talked to her but I think she would like to hear it from you too.”

“Good night Peter” “Good Night Red”

With that I headed back to my place. It was too early to head to the bar, so I turned on the TV and watched some football.

I like the way this is heading.......

However, we all know there's going to be another twist in the road.......

But in what direction??
Cuck who loves a creampie.