Title: Pizza Shop Intern Author: Eskimo1958 Summary: An older white male helps introduce a young, black female into the business world. Keywords: MF, Inter, mature, romance
I walked up the sidewalk to the condo, carrying the hot boxes of pizza in the warm Florida evening air. It was pushing ten in the evening, as I reached the door and rang the bell. Spring break here in Daytona, and we were busy as hell. As the door opened, I was reading off the label, saying "I've two large supreme pizza's for...oh my..." I laughed as I looked at the person answering the door, adding quickly "A bit under dressed, aren't we?"
There she was, a petite, dark skinned co-ed, wearing nothing but a very shy, and somewhat intoxicated smile. She tried looking over her shoulder, causing her small, tennis ball size breasts to jiggle, as I heard a feminine voice behind the door, out of site, say "Come on, Sharon. Finish the dare."
With that, she sighed, and pulled me by my arm, on into the condo. I wasn't surprised to see five other young females, all college age, smiles on their faces, but with clothes on. A large blond demanded "Okay, pose next to him, so we can take your picture."
As I chuckled, I said "Oh no, we're not doing that."
All the girls, save the one that was naked, pleaded with me, saying "Please?!"
I shook my head no, saying "Uh-uh. Now, who has the twenty-three dollars for the pizza?" rather firmly.
The blond sighed, rolled her eyes, and asked "Why not? Come on, it's her dare."
Why was I surprised? I said "No.", although my manhood was starting to enjoy the scenery. Yeah, the little thing was naked. And the rest of them? They weren't wearing much either. And one or two looked like they weren't even wearing panties, as I thought as they bounced up and down I thought I saw some bare camel toe.
The blond asked "How about if we all pose with you?"
One of the others said "Yeah!", while the others sort of looked a bit skeptical of this idea.
"I want paid for the pizza's!", was my terse reply. I noticed the empty rum bottle�s on the table, right next to the mixer.
The blond girl was definitely in charge, as she said "Oh all right. I'll pay you." My smile turned to a frown, as she added, "If you'll pose with them all." She reached for a purse, pulling out a twenty and a five, and as she turned with the camera, she said "Okay girls, off with those tops."
A redhead did so immediately, and moved quickly to my side, opiate side of me from the black girl. The redhead put her arm around my back, as the other three girls, two brunettes and a blond, took their time taking their tops off. One of them, as well as the redhead, had no panties. I had a hard time keeping a straight face, as well as not letting my eyes wander, as I said to the heavy blond, "The money."
She exhaled hard, rolling her eyes, as she came over and handed me the money, saying "You know, you don't have to be an asshole. What if I called up and talked to your boss?"
I handed her the boxes of pizza, and without cracking a smile, I said "Go ahead, won't do you any good."
She picked up the camera, a Polaroid, and she said "Okay ladies, squeeze in tightly." She brought the camera to her face, asking me, "And why wouldn't it do me any good?"
I laughed, as she clicked the button, the bright flash blinding me briefly. She took another one quickly, and now I was seeing a dot in front of my eyes, as I responded with "Because I own the franchise."
I heard the black girl snort, and I looked to see her put her hand over her mouth. Damn, nice little ones. I lifted my head, saying "Thanks for the tip, ladies. Please call and order again while you're here in town."
I turned and left the condo, heading to my truck, and just chuckling away. Made it back to the store to pick up some more orders and go. It had been a busy night, and I sure wished that I had some more help. Thankfully, we closed at midnight, but I still had a shit load of paperwork to get done. I dragged my tired ass to my channel side condo at about three in the morning, with the faint memory of the naked young ladies in my mind.
Next day was Wednesday, and another long day. I was going to be glad when all these spring break weeks were over. It seems the colleges are all on different schedules, as it's busy here from about the second week in March through the third week in April. Thankfully, this is the last week. Of course, it had a very good, and very busy year so far. What with Daytona, followed by Bike week, then the spring breakers. It will slow down for a spell, then summer will pick up with vacationers, followed by a slow fall, and then it starts all over again.
Thursday was the same as Wednesday, busy and hectic. Friday was the last day of the week. And during spring break times, it can be the start of a slow down for two days, as people leave, only to pick up on Sunday once they arrive again. I was sitting in the office early in the afternoon on Friday, when I heard her. A soft, feminine voice, asking my counter help, "Is the owner in?"
I heard Joe respond "Yes, he is. Hold on a second." I leaned back in my chair, and Joe poked his head through the open door frame, saying loudly "Some girl here to see you."
Well, I knew that, I thought, as I sighed. Joe could use some tact. "Show her in." I didn't have a help wanted sign up, as I gave up on that months ago. And in a few seconds a short, slender female with dark skin entered my office, and I smiled, chuckling as I greeted her with "Hello there. Have a seat!" I instantly recognized her as the black girl from the other evening. I held back from saying something smart, like it was nice to see she got some clothes on. She sat down carefully, as I looked her over. Dressed rather plainly, but she did have a shit load of makeup on. I asked "What brings you here to see me?"
She smiled, looking at her hands for a second, and lifted her face up, saying "I thought I should come and apologize."
I laughed, responding with "No need. You girls were having a great time partying. At least it didn't get carried away." Too bad, for me, anyway.
Her eyes darted about, and her voice cracked, as she asked "Well, there's something else..."
I couldn't hear what she said, as I crossed my arms on top of the desk in front of me, saying "Pardon? What did you ask?"
She sighed, and she looked like she was going to cry, as she said "I need a job."
I did my best at not cracking a smile, as I replied "I see." She looked like she was set to start bawling, something that I did not need, so to calm her down, I asked "So tell me about yourself."
"Myself?" she asked, a puzzled look on her face.
I rose, heading around the desk to close the door going out to the store, "Yes, for starters, what's your name?" As I returned to my desk, I quipped "It seemed that I didn't get it the other night."
A smile came to her face, as she stammered out "Sharon. Sharon Jones."
As I took my seat, I said "Well Sharon Jones, what brings you here to my office?"
She sighed, saying "I'm going to need a job."
"What about college?" I asked.
She made a face, and as she looked down at her feet, she said "I'm not doing well. Not well at all."
"That's too bad." I looked at her face, still tilted downwards. "What is your major?"
"Business management." She replied.
"You a freshman?" I asked. She looked a bit older to be a freshman.
She nodded her head yes, and said "Yeah, I went back to school, a state school in New York. Thought I was ready for college life."
"Maybe you were ready for college, but not the life." Her face lifted, and she looked at me funny, wondering what I had meant by that statement. "What are you? Twenty-two?"
"I'll be twenty-one in a few months. June sixteenth." She replied, still some what in wonderment.
"Tell you what, Sharon. You go back to school. Finish the semester, and then, if you still want a job, I'll make you an assistant manager." her face brightened, and I raised my finger up, saying "For the summer. I want you to return to college next fall. Work on getting those grades up. Understand?"
She smiled broadly, saying with a bit of enthusiasm "Yes sir."
I smiled, reached my hand across the table for her to shake, as I said "And send me a letter before you come down in June, letting me know how you did the remainder of the semester."
She shook my hand, saying "Thank you Mister, um..."
I laughed, I guess I didn't introduce myself. "Mister Jennings. But you can call me Doug, okay?"
"Sure Doug." She rose, and as she went to the door, she said "I can't tell you how happy I am that you're giving me a management position."
And off she went, making me smile somewhat. Yeah, I did a good deed. I noticed she lacked confidence right off. Actually, I noticed it the other night as she stood there, scared out of her wits, and naked as the day she was born. I smiled, yeah, naked. She sure did look good in that condition.
The week ended, another one came and went. And soon it was two months later. I had completely forgotten about Miss Jones by then. That is, until the letter arrived. I immediately recognized who it was from, and upon reading it, I smiled. She reported that she had done much better once she returned to campus, and had moved her GPA up to above 2.5 for the year. And, she was now wondering if she could be classified as an intern for credit towards her associates degree. I was going to sit down and reply, but reading on, she provided me with a phone number, asking me to call her, as she has two fellow students also searching for a similar position.
I thought about it all evening. I do have three pizza shops, and only one other manager. He handles the store in Ormand Beach, while I handle the two here in Daytona. Finally, I decided what the fuck, why not! I called her the next evening, and she was all excited when I told her yes. She then informed me that they would be arriving in eight days, on the thirtieth of May. She also said that the other two are female as well, named Jessica Albert and Donna Steinman. I told her that I was looking forward to their arrival.
So, after telling Rick, my manager, of our three new interns, I set about finding ways to teach them small business management. It most definitely was going to be hands on for me teaching as well as for them working. Then it hit me, what was I going to pay them? I figured that I could handle paying Sharon maybe three hundred a week. I wasn't counting on two others as well. And where the heck they going to stay? Shit, I hadn't thought about that either.
I decided to wait until they arrived to figure out what to do with them. And true to her word, they arrived promptly on the thirtieth, just a few days after Memorial Day, and right at noon. They arrived at my main store, and I ushered them into my office, closing the door behind me as I had them take a seat. I met the other two, Jessica being a short brunette, sort of heavy, big butt, big boobs. And Donna was a fair skinned black haired thing, just as skinny as Sharon, only white. She was also the tallest by a good four inches.
As I took a seat at my desk, with them on the other side, I said "Okay, first thing first. Sharon, I know it's a bit late for this, but we never discussed a salary."
She said "Oh!" and looked at her friends, saying "I'm sorry. Guess I didn't think of that."
I asked "What you ladies wanting? Per week?" They looked at each other, not sure what to ask. "Remember, you three will be working long hours. This won't be entirely a desk job. You will be doing everything. After all, that is what a small business owner does, everything." Not a good sign, as all three fidgeted. "Have you found a place to stay yet?"
Sharon looked at me meekly, saying "Well, so far, all we have found we can't afford."
I frowned, "Yeah, I was afraid of that."
I really didn't want to, but I said "Tell you what. My condo has three bedrooms. Since all I do is sleep there, you three may use one of the bedrooms. As for salary, since you wont have to pay rent, how about two hundred a week for each of you?"
I didn't want to make this sound like I had them in a tight spot, but I guess I had no choice. After all, I was only expecting Sharon, at least, from our conversation in April. And I had actually forgotten about her for the most part. I also was worried that I might sound like a sexual predator, which I am far from. The three of them were looking at each other, a bit of skepticism showing on their faces, and I rose, saying "Tell you what. I'll have you guys follow me to the condo. You three can relax there for the rest of the day and decide." I looked at my watch, and added "And tomorrow, we'll get started on your work duties. I thought we would start by me showing you the three stores, and then the basic paperwork involved. Okay?" I smiled, and the three of them shook their heads in the affirmative, albeit somewhat nervously.
I went to the door, opened it, and said "Well then, let's be off."
They filed out and through the store to the outside. I quickly saw a car with New York plates, loaded down with their belongings. It amazed me that they had room to ride all the way down. I almost asked if one of them would want to ride with me, but thought better of it. I figured that the ride over would give them time to talk it over, not that I was expecting them to make a sudden decision.
We drove the two miles down to where my condo is located, and I parked in my spot. I quickly got out, waving them into the spot next to mine. As I stood on the sidewalk, they got out, and I had a inside chuckle, as they looked about. Although my place isn't in the high-end area, it's pretty damn close. I smiled, saying "This way."
I turned and started walking, and I heard them murmur things to one another, as I climbed the steps to the front door of my unit. Opening the door, I stepped off to the side, saying "Make yourselves at home.", as they walked on in, with Sharon in the lead. I closed the door, and asked "None of you are allergic to cats, are you?"
A unison of no's, as I walked on past them, saying "This is the living room. My bedroom is over here on the first floor. I have my own bath, so there won't be a problem there. Upstairs," I pointed to the stairs, which are spiral, leading to the loft, "Are the two bedrooms. One has my office, so you three will have to cram into the other. There's a full bath up there, and I expect you three to keep it clean if you decide to stay."
I went to the kitchen, saying over my shoulder as I went, "In here is the kitchen. I myself normally eat out, given my work schedule." I opened up the patio doors, and said "And this is the back porch." All thee came over, and stepped outside, and I pointed to a small, twenty-six-foot cabin cruiser, which was tied up at it's mooring in my dock space, saying "And that there is my boat. Although it does have a berth, there is no air-conditioning on board, or I would suggest for one of you to sleep in it."
I looked at my watch, and said "Okay, there's an extra key in here." I turned and went inside, and the three of them followed. I smiled as I heard more murmurs. Going to the kitchen counter, I opened a drawer, and pulled out a key, saying "Here's the spare. Sharon, why don't you hold onto it for right now. Lock it up when or if you guys leave. Now, I do have a business to run, and you ladies are probably a bit tired from your journey. I'll pop in later, maybe about six. Oh, and there are no beds up there, so if you do decide to stay, we'll have to go get something. For tonight, I'll get the cushions off the couch and out of the boat for you girls to sleep on. Okay?"
They smiled, and I noticed that they were more wide-eyed fascinated by the place, and less skepticism. I turned and said as I left, "See you three later."
Got back to the office in a few minutes, and went to work. I missed most of the noon rush, but my workers that were on duty did their usual marvelous job. I had already talked to them about the upcoming 'intern' situation, and most were indifferent about it.
Things got busy. Some convention was in town, and we were soon swamped with orders. I was helping my cooks, and also making calls to my other stores to see if they were as busy, which they were. Thankfully, my drivers showed up for work, so we were okay. It was about eleven when things slowed down. I went into my office, finally remembering the girls. Well, I had Joe close up, and I headed for home. Their car was still parked there, and as I pulled into my spot, I saw that it had been cleaned out of all of their belongings. I went on inside, and no one was around. No lights on upstairs, as I went on into the kitchen and made me a ham sandwich.
My silver tabby Sam made an appearance, trying his usual approach to mooching food. And as usual, I pulled a piece off and tossed it on the floor, which he quickly devoured. Then, his ears perked up, and he looked towards the stairs, and with a flash, he was gone. I smiled, knowing what that meant. Soon I heard one of them, walking across the loft, and down the steps. It was Sharon, and she was smiling as she first looked up at the bedroom from where she came from, and then at me as she walked into the kitchen. I said "Hi, sorry about not coming back earlier. I sort of got busy."
She took a seat at the table, and replied, "Yeah, we sort of figured that."
"Have you ladies made a decision?" I asked.
She smiled, looking down a the table, and replied "Well, it took some talking, but yes, we have. We decided to stay with you here."
"I guess we had better go find you girls some beds then."
She smiled, and said "Well, I'm tired, best I get back to sleep. I wanted to stay up and tell you the news once you got home."
I smiled, "Thank you, I appreciate it."
She stood, and as she went back for the stairs, we exchanged "Good nights." to one another.
I slept well, and woke to a fine hot Florida morning. Getting up, I thought I smelled something cooking, and exiting my bedroom, I found Sharon cooking some breakfast. She just smiled, asking me "How you want your eggs, Doug?"
I went towards the cabinet to get a glass, saying "Over easy, Sharon."
She turned back to the stove, and went on cooking. She had some bacon cooking as well as some eggs, as I went and took a seat at the table. Sam made his appearance known, as he jumped onto my lap, wanting to be fed. Sharon giggled at seeing Sam wanting attention, before she returned to cooking. My other two house guests soon made their appearance, and we ate a good breakfast, before I took them on a tour of their new digs.
We ended up at my main location, and after a brief tour, we went and purchased a set of bunk beds and a single twin for the room at the local goodwill store. I had them delivered that afternoon, allowing the girls to stay there and get things in order. The three of them returned to my shop at four, and then the work began.
The next morning, they started asking me questions about me and the business. And, I told them. They were a bit amazed, when I explained that I had only been doing this for three years now. Astonished would probably be a better term. I explained to them that I retired at the age of forty-three, after working twenty-six years at a GM plant in Michigan. Since I had never married, and had lived in my parents home, even after their death when I was twenty-one, I had a sizeable bankroll, not to mention a healthy pension. I explained that I've one brother that's an accountant, and he takes care of my books. Another is a lawyer, and he takes care of my legal advice. Since I'm the baby, they've always sort of watched over me. So, now they were here, and soon they went to work.
It wasn't long before Sharon came to me, asking if they could use the things they've learned so far in college in this work environment. I told them to go ahead. Well, this proved interesting. Interesting in that my profit margin jumped thirty-six percent. They found ways to improve production, use corporate paid advertising dollars, and better ways to manage the work force. So, by summers end, I was all smiles, and the corporate heads were taking notice. Not to mention my siblings.
As for living with three young ladies. I guess you could say we got along fine. No, I didn't screw any of them. I'm a bit old fashioned, I guess, for that. But Jessica did develop a romance with my manager Steve, a romance which would lead to one of my own. By summers end, Jessica and Steve were more than an item. Which usually meant that Sharon, Donna and I were on our own. We did have free time, thanks to their managing my stores, and a few times, I ended up taking them on my boat for a ride. Yeah, my boat. The girls loved me taking them out onto the ocean a ways, where they could get rids of their swimsuits, and enjoy the southern climate au natural. I was kind of surprised the first time, as they asked me if they could. I just shrugged and said "Sure, why not." Yeah, what a sight. Two young ladies, lounging on the bow as I piloted the boat around. Sharon's dark skinned breasts, barely bigger than tennis balls, looked mighty fine in the Florida sun. And Donna's small apricot boobies were rather sweet to see themselves. And so, for about every Sunday, once Sharon returned from church, I would take the two of them for a long and pleasant boat ride. Donna's skin turned a golden bronze, and Sharon's only seemed to get darker.
It was now early August, and the girls were getting ready to move back north to return to classes. By then, I had adopted their techniques, and kept the routine on the way to do things their way. I was in my office, when Sharon brought in the mail, handing a packet to me, saying "This is from corporate headquarters." I took it, opened it, and looked through it. She took a seat in front of the computer, ready to put in the daily report, as she asked "What is it?"
"Nothing, just an announcement for the convention. It's for the owners of franchise fast-food restaurants." I said, as I went to opening the gas bill.
She asked "Where is it?"
I looked away from the gas bill, and glanced at it, saying "Hartford, some weekend in October." She stopped what she was doing, and reached over and picked it up, as I went back to work. No, I hadn't planned on going. Hadn't in three years so far, so why start now? I heard her ask something, and I said "Pardon?"
She was looking through the papers, a smile on her face, as she asked again "Can we go?"
I heard her sigh, "To the convention."
I stopped what I was doing, and looked over to her, "Who's we?"
She frowned, and said "Well, you and me. And Donna, if she wants to go. As well as Jessica and Steven."
"I would need Steven here, if I go." I said.
"Well, Jessica would be here too." I raised an eyebrow, and she said "Ooops."
Okay, what's up? "You care to explain?"
"Jessica is transferring to Jacksonville. So she can be near Steve." She replied, with a nervous smile.
I chuckled, and said "Okay, they can stay here and manage all three stores for me. If I go."
She was looking at the paperwork some more, and said "Well, it's really for owners. But managers are also invited. Probably best if you go as well."
Back to Jessica, as I asked "Will she be wanting to keep working for me?"
She smiled, "She, um, was wanting to talk to you about that."
Laughing, I said "I'm sure she does." I started to open the next bill, adding "Just wish her and Steve would stop doing it in the storage room. They crushed a bunch of boxes the other day." Her eyes got real big, as I chuckled, saying "I found the boxes, and her panties inside of one of them."
Sharon asked "You aren't mad?"
"No, I already talked to Steven about it." She had a puzzled look on her face, "He's not allowed to tell her that I know," I then waved my finger at her, adding "And nor are you."
She grinned, saying "Yes sir." Then, she went back to the topic of the convention, "So can I make reservations?"
I sighed, "Sure, go ahead, make sure Donna can go before you do."
"There's something else." she said.
Isn�t there always? "What's that?"
"I would like to transfer to Jacksonville as well, start there after I finish this upcoming semester in New York. And I was wondering if I could rent your room from you?" I looked over at her, and I smiled.
"Sure, you can have the upstairs to yourself then." She laughed, as she came over and hugged my neck, then she returned to her computer. Well, this is a surprise. Oh well, just make the best of it. We had a bit of a going away party the last weekend they were here. Well, that Donna and Sharon were here. It was on Sunday, they were to leave on Monday morning. By then, Jessica and Steven had gotten an apartment together, and she had already made her transfer. But they were at my condo on the day of the small going away party. I normally don't drink, but I did that day. And so did the others. It was just the five of us, as we downed a few bottles of wine, and had a very good time. So good, that I woke Monday morning on the floor in the living room, with both Donna and Sharon snuggled up against me, and all of us were naked as the day we were born.
And I didn't remember a thing. I got up, somewhat embarrassed, as I went into my bedroom and then the bathroom, where I showered. I found Steven as I left my bedroom, coming down the stairs, with just a towel wrapped about his waist. I had on a pair of shorts, and after he dropped the towel and pulled on his pants that were laying on the floor, we went out the back porch, where I asked "What happened?"
He snorted, "We played strip poker."
"No shit? Did I win?" I asked.
He laughed, "You were passed out, the girls undressed you as they undressed themselves."
All I could say was "Wow." I laughed then, saying "Wish to hell I could remember it."
He laughed, and we sat there, waiting for the women to wake up. "Not much to remember. The girls undressed you, then they fell asleep as well. By then, Jessica was also out of it. I carried her upstairs, where I sacked out too."
We had a good laugh over it, and sat there enjoying the morning air. I got up and went inside about thirty minutes later, and headed to the shop. Eventually, my three apprentices showed up that morning, and worked their usual shift at my three stores. That evening, we had a nice dinner, and in the morning, Donna and Sharon both wrapped their arms about my neck, thanking me for a wonderful summer. Jessica also hugged me, as she moved her stuff in with Steven.
That was August. Two months later, I get a phone call from Sharon, reminding me about the convention. No problem, as she already had the packet sent to me, which I had already opened, and she also had purchased my tickets to fly into Hartford. Her and Donna were driving over in Donna's car. I flew out on a Wednesday, leaving my operations in the capable hands of Steven and Jessica, who, at the time, was now three months pregnant, and one month into their marriage. Long story, but I'm sure you could figure it out.
I took a shuttle to the hotel that was by the convention center, where Sharon had made reservations. It was getting late, almost ten in the evening, when the shuttle van dropped me off at the front door. I grabbed my bags, and went inside, and found my two young ladies, waiting me. They hugged me, saying hello, and I knew right away they were upset about something. I frowned, and asked "Okay, what's the problem?"
I saw Sharon frown, and look to her hands, as Donna said "We've only one room. And the place is packed."
I sighed, and I asked "One bed, or two."
Sharon, without looking up, said "One, a king."
Donna was quick to add, "And a couch."
I sighed, and picked up my bags, and said "Well, guess I know where I'll be sleeping. Come on, we'll just have to make do."
I felt their sudden sense of relief, as we went to the elevator, and Donna pushed the button for the seventh floor. It was a quiet trip up, and soon we were at the door. Sharon opened it, and we went inside. Well, typical hotel room. Not much room, even with just a couch and a king size bed. Plus the usual furnishings, such as desk, television, and table. And the clothes rack, which had enough of the girls stuff hanging on them that I was afraid to hang my suits. They took seats on the bed, and I asked "You girls hungry?"
"No, we ate." Answered Sharon. I smiled, noticing the way she said it. She was more at ease now.
I picked up my suitcase, and opened it up, and I said "I need a shower. Call up room service and order me a sandwich, okay?"
"Sure." Sharon said, as I saw her open the drawer underneath the phone, and look over it as I pulled out a pair of boxers and headed for the bathroom. My usual shower lasted all of ten minutes, as I then dried off, and pulled on my boxers, and a t-shirt. Coming out, the girls were in the bed, wearing their nightgowns, and under the covers. They smiled at me, as I went over to the couch, and sat down. They had gotten a blanket for me from somewhere, and I covered my legs as I picked up the packet covering the convention. Usual stuff, as I leafed through it. I noticed the girls staring at me a I read, and I wondered what was up with that. But I brushed it off, as I heard the knock at the door. I stood and went to it, and got my dinner, as well as a beer that Sharon had ordered to go with it, and returned to the couch, where I ate.
With nothing better to do, I read some more of the packet, as I finished dinner. I said "Thanks for the beer, girls."
Sharon smiled, "No problem, I figured you would need something to wash down the sandwich."
Once done, I put the table ware in the hall outside our door, and went to the couch. Hmmm, a six foot-four inch frame, and a six foot couch. Oh well, I covered myself with the blanket, and turned out the light.
Not a good night. By morning, I thought I had a permanent kink in my neck, back, and let's not even talk about my legs. Shit, I'm not getting any younger, you know? Well, after getting dressed into a suit in the bathroom as the girls got their clothes on in the room, we went and had breakfast. Then, the convention. Interesting, as the girls and I strolled through the exhibits, and talked to a lot of people. I met others that were owners of franchises of the same Pizza chain, and we talked and chatted. I soon found that a few of our executives were even there for the event. I also found that we had a hospitality suite for those with the same pizza chain, which I figured that I would visit in the afternoon. We had lunch, and then seminars for half the afternoon, which the girls attended. After visiting the suite, I went up and took a nap on the bed, letting my body rest from the previous nights poor sleep.
The girls came up just before dinner time, and as I laid there, they didn't even hesitate to strip down to their panties and underwear, and get into more formal attire. Oh yeah, I was awake. And it was very damn hard to disguise my interest in their young bodies, but I think I managed to cover the fact that my cock was wanting to burst out of my pants. Keeping some papers on my lap as I read others did the trick.
The convention had the dinner, as it did for every evening meal, and the girls and I sat at a table with two other franchise owners. One was from Ohio and the other was from Vermont. Well, as we ate, I was in a pleasant conversation with both, as their wives chatted up with Donna and Sharon. It was interesting explaining my relationship with the girls. As it seems rumors were already flying about us. I got a good chuckle over finding that out. After dinner, there was a meeting of my fellow franchise owners in a separate hall, and we were given a talk by one of our executives. A question and answer session followed, and I was rather amused as Sharon asked a few questions, as did Donna.
By ten, it was over, and we were heading to our room. On the way, Donna asked "Hey, can we have a drink?"
I snorted out, "Hell, why not. But no strip poker this time."
They giggled, and I saw a few people that overheard my comment just stop and stare. Oh well, damage probably done, no use trying to explain. We went into the lounge and got into a booth, with the girls on one side and me on the other. They had margarita's and I had a beer, as we talked. Both were enjoying themselves, and were really having a good time, as they were constantly thanking me for allowing them to partake in this event.
I just smiled, accepting their thanks, and drinking my beer. It was kind of amusing, sitting there, with those two talking to me. And all the time we sat there, men would be trolling along, passing by our table, looking at the two young ladies and wondering what I had done right. I was rather amazed that neither noticed the men lurking nearby, or if they did notice, they did a good job of ignoring them.
We were only there for two rounds of drinks, so after about forty minutes, we headed back up to our room. Entering, the girls took their dresses off, as I went on into the bathroom to change. I only partially closed the door, and I was bending down to get my pants off, when I heard movement behind me. I looked to my side in th4e mirror, and saw Sharon, smiling and naked, as she said "I need a shower."
I stood up, and said "Oh, okay, let me get out of your way then." Holding my pants, I stepped around her naked body, and went out the door. I found Donna under the covers, and she was smiling up at me, as I walked by the end of the bed towards the couch. I heard her giggle, and I suddenly realized that my pecker must have enjoyed the view of Sharon's nude body, as it was sticking straight out. I blushed, and went and hanged my pants up, then my suit coat and shirt, after I had taken them off.
After sitting down, I took my socks off, and then I laid out onto the couch, and pulled the blanket on over my body. Then, I started to read. Sharon's shower was about fifteen minutes, and when she came out wrapped in a towel, I just barely glanced up, before going back to what I was reading. I heard her get into bed, and some soft talking between her and Donna. Then, Sharon's soft voice, asking "Doug?"
I didn't even stop reading, as I replied with a "What?"
"Well, this bed is big, big enough for all three. And well....", she didn't finish.
Yeah, I lowered my reading material, and looked her way. Donna was on the far side, and she was in the middle, looking at me with a hesitant look. "I, uh, I'll be okay here."
She smiled, and raised the covers up, came out of bed and over to me. She took my hand, and as she pulled on my arm, she said "Oh bullshit. You're paying for the bed, you might as well use it." I smiled, as I rose up, with her adding "Besides, you were in misery all day today because of sleeping on the couch last night."
I tried hard not to smile, as I followed her to the bed. She got in first, then I crawled onto the bed alongside of her. Both giggled, as they pulled the covers up to their necks. I just grinned, reached over, and as I said "Good night, ladies.", I turned out the light. Both told me good-night as well, and I eventually drifted off to sleep, as did they.
Friday was a repeat of Thursday. Touring the booths, visiting the hospitality suites, which there were even more of on Friday, and we even had lunch with a few of the other franchise owners, the ones from before. It was after lunch, that we split up for a spell. I went to a seminar put on by the corporation, and it was four hours of complete boredom. I think the girls went and enjoyed the indoor pool, and an hour into this meeting, I was wishing that I had gone with them. After the meeting, I went to my room, found the girls getting ready for dinner, and we went on downstairs. It was a banquet, and it was real nice. Food was great, and so were the drinks, which I discovered were free for my fellow pizza shop franchise owners.
Of course, I didn't drink much, and I advised the girls not to as well. There was the usual speeches after dinner, which dragged it on and on. Then, a social time. Sharon was at my side from time to time, occasionally wandering off on her own, but only to return to me. And it was about ten when we noticed that Donna was not with us. We looked around, and we found her with a couple in their early fifties. Donna introduced us to them, as Mr. & Mrs. Tanger. What it came down to, was that Mr. Tanger is a high-ranking executive for one of the fast food corporations. And, they were 'captivated' by Donna's story of how her and Sharon helped my business grow this past summer. Now, all during this, I was slightly amused by the lustful glances that Donna was receiving. Not just by Mr. Tanger, but by his wife as well. They both looked to be in good shape for their age, and I grinned when they asked Donna to accompany them to their room, saying that they would be interested in hiring her for a low-level position in their corporation.
He lost his smile, when I turned to her and said "Whatever they offer, get it in writing."
Donna blushed, and said sure, and the three of them got up and left for their room. As Sharon and I watched them leave, Sharon remarked "I wonder what all they'll be offering her?"
I snorted, and she looked at me funny. I just shook my head, saying "Come on, it's getting late."
Neither of us said a word as we rode up to our room. Inside, I undressed, and said "I'm going to take a shower."
She said "Okay.", as she was now in her panties and bra. Damn, my cock likes that. I went on and took my shower, and after I was finished, I pulled on a pair of boxers, and exited the bathroom. Sharon was sitting and reading something, and I wasn't really paying any attention. She had the covers pulled up above her chest, and I grabbed something to read, and lifted the covers up and got underneath them. I was reading some information on our corporation, just stuff that the meeting was about and such. I felt her move and get out of bed. And when I looked up for a second, I about died. She didn't have a stitch on, as I saw her disappear into the bathroom. I heard her go pee, then the shower came on. Fifteen minutes later, I pretended to read as she came out, her hair wrapped in a towel, as she climbed back into bed, still naked. She picked up what she was reading earlier, as she pulled the blanket up over her delectable looking breasts.
She turned to me, and grinned, and said "You think she'll be back soon."
I chuckled, "Depends on how much she enjoys her interview."
"You're not thinking that they're going to have sex with her, do you?" she said. I noticed her smile, it was bigger and full of happiness. I put down my folder, and rolled onto my side, facing her, "Well, it's late at night, they invited her to their room, and she's still there." She giggled, and she rolled onto her side as well, facing me. The covers were up over her shoulders, but with both of us being on our sides, I could look between us, catching a glimpse of her totally naked front side. Oh well hell, "So, why you sleeping naked for?" Her smile disappeared, and she sighed. Silence from her, as she stared off beyond me. I reached over with my hand and caressed her face, saying "You know, you're a lot younger than I."
"Then, it's not because I'm black." She stated.
I roared, "Good god no!" She smiled, and I added "If that was a problem, you think I would have hired you to begin with?"
She lowered the side of her face onto the pillow, and said "Sorry, I thought that, well...."
"Well what?" I asked.
I saw a tear well up in her eye, and I brushed her cheek with the back of my hand. "I like you. I like you lots." She stated.
With a smile on my lips, I leaned over, and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "I know."
Her face brightened, as she asked "You do?" then she frowned, adding "Then how come you won't do anything, to show it."
She obviously hadn't seen the bulge in my shorts whenever she's around with very little or no clothes on. I shrugged, "Age, I guess. Not sure if it's wise." I then asked "So, why are you attracted to me?"
She shrugged, "Don't know. You've treated me nice. Not too many guys have." She giggled, "Actually, you're the first that didn't want to just get me out of my clothes."
I chuckled, saying "You've seemed to do a good enough job doing that on your own, Sharon." I then reached over and grabbed her and pulled her willing body to mine, I said "Okay, I'll tell you what."
She turned, her back up against mine, and I reached over her and draped my arm absent her hard breasts, "What?"
"When you move down, we'll give it a shot so to speak. We'll live in separate rooms to start. Then, we'll work our way up." I nuzzled her neck, adding "Yeah, I like you lots, too. But, I don't want to hurt you, okay?"
She nodded her head yes, and said "Okay."
Damn, was my cock hard. I lifted my arm, and turned out the light, saying "Get some sleep, we've the rest of the convention to attend."
She sighed, and moved her fanny up tight against my rock hard cock. Damn, sure wish she wouldn't wiggle those buns of hers. I was almost to sleep, as I enjoyed her bare, young breasts rising and falling against my forearm, when she spoke again, asking "Doug?"
"If I came up with an idea on something to do, would you support me in fulfilling it?"
Now what the fuck? I wondered where this was going to lead. After a brief moment of thought, which I was sure should have been longer, I said "I would have to think about it, but I might."
"Oh.", was her reply.
Now what? She didn't pursue it, and soon she was snoring with contentment. I, on the other hand, was horny as hell. I was the first to stir from what ended up being a good nights sleep. I had rolled away from her, but she rolled with me, her naked body on my backside. I could feel the heat radiating from her crotch against my ass. I moved so I was on my back, and she opened her eyes, smiled, and rolled away. I thought about rolling over and grabbing her, and I was sure she would have liked that, but I didn't. Instead, I needed to pee. I got out of bed, and went into the bathroom. I then stepped out of my underwear, and aimed my half-hard cock, and went.
I exited the bathroom, totally naked, and she looked up and smiled. A smile that turned into a frown, as we both jumped at the sound of the door being opened, and in comes Donna. She smiled at me as she closed the door behind her. She then came into the room, walking right past me, and just dropped onto her back onto the bed, exhaling loudly. I laughed, as I went to my suitcase to retrieve a clean pair of underwear, as I commented, "I hear getting onto the first rung of the corporate ladder is always a bit tough."
Sharon, who was frowning, she even broke out with a giggle, as Donna's hands went down her body on the outside of her dress, and she eventually giggled as well. "So, did you get the job?" asked Sharon. And then she asked another question, "And what all did you do for your interview?"
I was laughing, as I stated "Don't get too graphic, I'm still hard from sleeping next to her cute naked ass all night."
She looked at my cock, sticking straight out against the underwear I had just pulled on. She grinned, saying "Yeah, it was an interesting night."
"I'm sure it was." I walked by her, and I wrinkled my nose, "Whew, you need a shower. Go get washed up so we can go eat."
She smirked, "Yeah, I'm pretty funky after all that." she replied, as she stood, and peeled the dress off her body. Damn, what a body. And I'm pretty sure I knew what that dried white stuff was on her breasts and crotch. Hey, wait a minute!
Sharon asked it for me, "Where are your bra and panties, Donna?"
She went on to the bathroom, saying "History."
I heard the door closed, as I went back to my suitcase. I looked at Sharon, and she had a face of wonderment. I just laughed, saying "Go on, go ask her all what happened. You two can catch up to me later."
She bounced out of bed, her beautiful naked brown ass flying to the bathroom. I soon could hear them talking, but not what they were saying, as I finished dressing and went on to get something to eat. I eventually ran into them later, about ten, in the exhibition hall. They were arm in arm, chattering away. Donna informed me that she was meeting up with her new friends at lunch in their room. I just smiled and walked around the exhibits with them both, until Donna left at just before noon. Once she was out of sight, I asked Sharon "Well, did she say much about last night?"
She snickered, "Yeah, lots."
"The girl's on her way up the ladder." I said, causing Sharon to laugh, as I then added "Hope she doesn't fall."
She looked at me, a bit of worry in her face, as she asked "You think she will?"
I shrugged, "No idea. But, tell her if she does, she can come back and work for me."
Sharon squeezed my hand, as we went on towards the restaurant, saying "You're so nice, Doug." After lunch, we went to a few seminars together. No sign of Donna. Then Sharon and I had dinner, a small reception for other fellow franchise owners, then at about ten, we were back in our room.
I was taking off my jacket, as she came over and turned around in front of me. I undid the zipper of her dress, and as I took my tie off, she pulled the dress off her brown shoulders. I smiled as she reached behind her back to undo the clasp of her bra. I was looking down, unbuttoning my shirt, not paying any attention when a pair of hands came into view, helping me with what I was doing. I looked at her face, and she was smiling at me. As she worked the buttons, she asked "Doug? Do you like me?"
I grinned, "Of course. You're a good kid."
Uh-oh, she frowned. "I'm more than a kid, you know." she stated.
Yeah, and looking at those chocolate boobies, it showed. "Yes, I know. But, the age difference concerns me."
She had the last button undone, as she used her hands to push the shirt off my body. "Is it the age difference? Or you worried about me staying committed to you?" her fingers fumbled with my belt buckle. Damn, I really should stop this, before it goes any further.
I gently grabbed her wrists, and pulled her arms down to her side. My hands went to the small of her back, and I pulled her close, the tips of her marvelous small hard tits pressing into my bare chest. I lowered my lips to meet hers, and we had our first kiss. I really don't think I'm having much luck in stopping this. I stopped the kiss, sighed, and said "Let's talk." as I pulled her by the hand to the edge of the bed. I really didn't know what to say, as I finally got up the nerve to speak, saying "You know, this would be a big commitment, more than just going off to college."
She smiled, and a soft giggle escaped her lips, as she said "Well Doug, you showed me once already that it's best to stay committed to something, and not just to give up."
I chuckled, and put my arm about her back, patting her bare skin, saying "Yeah, I guess I did at that." I then stated, "You're wanting to move this relationship a little faster, aren't you?"
She had a stunned look on her face, as she cleared her throat, and I saw a tear in her eye once again. Oh shit, I did it now! I sighed, as I leaned towards her, and placed a kiss on her lips, as we laid down onto the bed, my hand flowing down the curves of her side, enjoying the soft feel of her skin. My mouth moved from her sweet lips, to her neck, working down towards her breasts, as I gasped out between kisses, "You know," my lips tasted her left nipple, "We should probably wait until at least January."
She was having none of that, as I felt her grab my shaft through my pants with one hand, and pushing my head down lower on her body with the other, hissing out, "Fuck January, I want you now!"
I soon had my face buried in her sex, enjoying the wetness of her bush as I pulled her brown pussy lips apart and got rewarded with a very pink pussy. She had pulled my hips up and over her head, and I felt her fishing my pecker from my slacks, and the most enjoyable feeling of her wet, hot mouth engulfing my hard tool. I attacked her sex with my fingers, tongue and lips, her hips bucking, forcing her furry twat into my face. And soon I was rewar4ded with her luscious girl juice, as she cried out loudly, her whole body going stiff, before I felt her skin quiver as her multiple orgasms sweep through her body. I rose my body up, and fell backwards, quickly kicking my slacks off my legs. She crawled on top of me, a look of determination on her sweet brown face, as she took my very proud pecker and guided it inside her hot body. She closed her eyes as I felt her sex envelope my cock, a smile on both our faces, as I pulled her chest to my face and feasted on her young, firm breasts.
She started rocking her hips, to and fro, then small circles, barely rising and falling on my shaft, as she stimulated her clit against my skin. I was enjoying this sensation, my prick throbbing, ready to drench her womb. I shut my eyes tight and clenched my teeth, as I groaned loudly, thrusting my pecker hard up into her hot, trembling brown body, dumping a hell of a lot of cum inside her. This had to be the most intense orgasm of my entire life, as it felt like my cock spurted at least a dozen times. I closed my eyes, trying to catch my breath, as I felt her lay her body on top of mine. She kissed my chin, then my throat, while my big hands pawed her bare round ass. My cock was drained, and in need of some rest, as she whispered, "Doug?"
After a few seconds, I replied "Yeah Sharon."
"That was wonderful."
I chuckled, "My thoughts exactly."
She rolled off of me to my right, onto her side facing away from me. I moved up next to her onto my side, reaching over and putting my hand down between her legs. She parted her legs, allowing me to find her clit. She sighed with contentment, as I rubbed her little nub. Then she said "You know, you're only the third guy I've ever had sex with."
I was a bit astonished, "Really? I'm a bit surprised." She turned her face, a frown was on it, and I cleared my throat, and said "The way you loved me there, you seemed more experienced."
She smiled, "You're so full of shit at times, Doug." she stated as she snuggled her backside up against me.
Laughing, I said "Yeah, well, lets get some sleep, and tomorrow we'll talk more about it."
I woke with the wonderful feeling of her luscious black lips wrapped around my shaft. Yes, I could get use to this. When she saw I was awake, she crawled on top of me, and with her hand, guided my cock into her hot, wet box. We kissed, and I said "Good morning."
She smiled, "Good morning to you too."
"So, what's on the agenda today?", I asked.
"Well," she started, as she lowered her body down, her firm young breasts pressing into my bare flesh, "We need to get up and have breakfast. Then there's a few exhibits I want to show you."
I chuckled, squeezed her fine brown ass cheeks with my hands, and said "I like this exhibit more."
She giggled, rising her hips up, pulling on my hard cock with her tight snatch, before falling down on it. "Well, I guess we could just stay here until we need to check out."
My stomach rumbled, and we both froze, before we laughed and started kissing each other. I then had her squealing as I rolled us over, grabbed her legs and started drilling her body at a fast clip. That caused the inevitable, as I roared when I felt my cock throb and shoot a geyser of cum deep inside her body. We rested, then a shared shower, and breakfast. Well, she showed me what she was interested in. A franchise for a coffee house, and she explained her idea. Her idea was to continue her education at Jacksonville as she had planned, and then we would explore the possibility of her new venture. Of course, I was to supply the capital.
Things worked out well. It is now four years later. We now have five pizza shops, and her little venture into the coffee house turned into a gold mine, as we also have two stores, with her main one being right next door to my pizza outlet. And yes, we did get married, for I was rather surprised when she showed up at Christmas after the convention, with a belly just starting to swell.
That was am enjoyable time, making some great love while her brown body grew with our child. I'll have to write about that sometime.
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