Day Thirty-four - Saturday
I woke up being smothered again. I was face first between Sue's breasts, being hugged tightly as she dreamt of some clutching situation. I was able to turn my face enough to breathe. In the process, my mouth came close to one of her now erect nipples. I rose up just enough to suck one into my mouth.
I know this is a throw back to wanting to nurse my mommy. I know it's kind of childish to love to play with two joyfully full breasts. But Sue seems to like it, and I sure love to please Sue.
I was lying between Sue's legs, bent enough that my morning erection was banging on the door to heaven. I didn't have to knock very hard or very long. As Sue pulled me onto her fat nipple harder, her pussy opened and she/it literally sucked me into her, causing her to give out a very erotic groan.
A couple of minutes of slowly moving in and out of her and she pulled me on top of her, then pulled my face from her breast and to her lips for a kiss, beginning to move her hips faster in a driving fuck.
We didn't last long, we both sprung a leak with all the noise two healthy lovers can make ending with us still holding each other gasping for breath and murmuring, "I love you" to each other.
Without words, just mutual loving smiles, we kissed, pulled apart and went to the shower.
In the kitchen, Sue made sandwiches, while I made coffee and got the cooler ready so we would be prepared for a long day if it worked out that way.
We had the coffee ready and the patio light on at six-thirty, but the first guest didn't arrive until Glenda padded over in her slippers and robe near seven. Ruth and Tiny showed up next with a box of donuts, followed by Charlie and Shawna, then Jim and Hanna. Martin finally came to the table blushing so much that we all had to ask him what was up.
Martin just sat there blushing, as he glanced at Glenda. She leaned over and kissed his cheek, then proudly bragged announcing that her man had royally done her in last night and then this morning, had promptly gone back to sleep after showing her he still had it in him to do her again for the second time in less than eight hours.
The crew all knew Sue and I were going to get an early start so the girls, except for Shawna who had to work, said they were going to work on some of their decorating ideas while we made money.
Sue and I opened the storage garage door at seven-fifty, by eight we were busily measuring tubing. We had everything measured, bent, tacked, and double-checked by ten-fifteen. After a short break, we both started welding all the joints, followed by exchanging frames then grinding and polishing joints, while inspecting the other's welds. We didn't finish by noon but we stood up smiling at the two completed frames at twelve-twenty.
I had called the Lakeland team owner about eleven saying we were running ahead of schedule so he could come anytime after noon for his equipment. He said he would be on his way as soon as he could hitch his trailer and round up his crew chief.
Sue and I had cleaned up the shop and were eating sandwiches about one, when the team owner showed up pulling a large trailer.
The owner and crew chief went over the frames very thoroughly using their own measuring equipment to confirm lengths, bends, and angles, checking them against the blueprint hanging on our wall. It took them thirty minutes to finally look up at us smiling.
"I didn't think you could produce two of these as fast as Gene said you could. What did you do, work all night for me?" the owner asked.
"No sir, we just got a real early start. Sue and I have these down to a production science now, so we are able to make two at a time almost as easily as making one," I said with an arm around Sue's shoulder.
The crew chief said, "Your work is as good as any I've seen. You do a nice job finishing the product. I noticed you drilled all the required holes, do you always do that, too?"
"Gene asked the same thing," I said smiling. "It seems to me that if I'm producing a frame for you, it ought to be complete. The holes are part of the spec. Whatever the spec says, that's what you get unless you'd rather do them yourself."
"Nope, keep on producing material like this for us and you have a steady customer. Wait till I tell some of the other crew chiefs about your work, you'll be getting some calls. Give me a bunch of your cards so I can pass them out," the crew chief said.
"We don't have any with us right now but when you pick up the other two frames, we'll have a bunch for you. We'll work out something for your referrals too."
We loaded the two frames onto their trailer, exchanged a receipt for the ten grand check, with a promise from him for his sales tax certificate number, then watched them roll away.
While Sue and I were watching him, I approached her, "I have a couple of ideas that might be a little too aggressive, but I think they are worth considering."
Sue turned to hug me, holding the ten thousand-dollar check out to look at it, "What's that babe?"
"I was thinking of hiring an additional welder to teach him how we do our work, so he could be building something in the shop while we are out at various sites doing custom work."
"Second, I thought we might try to make a frame here in the shop, then experiment making the sheet metal for a car. See how hard it is, see what it would take in time and materials, and see if we could create a way to make a raw body for a crew chief to just take and finish building the car. We would have to design some of the panels so they could be easily removed and replaced so they could do the interior work, but that shouldn't be too difficult. This would require a guy that knows sheet metal good enough to teach others and us."
"And last of all, how about us finding someone to make us an internet site, talking about our welding shop, our mobile custom welding ability, and maybe even our generator re-building shop."
I thought of one last thing, "Oh yeah, what do you think about S&S Enterprises? You know Sue and Steve?"
"Wow, honey, you have been doing some heavy duty daydreaming on this. Hiring employees is going to get expensive, you know. There is workman's comp insurance, along with additional liability insurance, and payroll taxes too. You're talking two people, do you think you could make their efforts pay?"
"That's why I'm talking about it, to see if it's doable, or just a day dream."
"Where would you get these two guys?" She paused a second then said, "I betcha I know, the guys that helped move me and helped you with the desk. I heard one say he was a construction welder and the other said he was a construction sheet metal worker."
"You got me. That's who I was thinking of," I said, thinking that Sue didn't let much get by her.
"Let's go home and call the insurance lady. Then you can go over and negotiate with those two guys. I'll go to work on our business card, then hunt for a website programmer."
Sue then looked at me asking, "This is going to mean an even bigger shop, isn't it? You already have three spaces, you'll need at least an open double for two more guys to work. Pretty soon you're going to have to look for your own building."
"I know just the place, I'll show you on the way home."
As we drove home, I pulled off on a side street to show Sue the building that I had attended the auction at. There was a huge for sale sign lying on the ground as if it were waiting to be installed. Amazing that it was taking so long to get a sign up. Sue said the building was convenient to the park, even closer than the storage place, plus it looked big enough to do even more than what we planned. The large fenced yard would be for all of our used generators and compressors. I made a note in my little book to call the number on the sign to see if the building was possibly for lease.
I announced to Sue, "I guess it's a done deal, I'm not going back to work on the platforms and I'm not going back to work for the oil companies. I guess I should call my former employer Monday and tell them my vacation got out of hand. In just over a month, I've gotten married, bought a house, started a business, and made lots of friends."
Sue kidded me, "When you decide to stop vacationing and go back to work, you'll be a terror."
The telephone guy was working on the outside of our house while Martin watched him. There was also a cable guy inside putting in some kind of a thing he called a cable modem and router. He had both Sue's and my PCs open, installing a card, saying it was necessary to make them work on the internet.
I used my cell phone to call the insurance lady. When I explained what I was planning, she gave me some numbers to work with that she assured me would be over-estimates. She said I might consider some additional insurance on my equipment at the shop as well. I told her I would consider it and thanked her for being available on Saturday.
I walked over to the guy who was the welder. His name was Tom and his wife's name was Betty. They had only been married about six months and he explained to me in front of his blushing bride that they spent most of their time getting in or getting out bed.
I asked him about his welding school. He said it was only a year's course but had covered all the various types of welding, but very little hands on practice. He said the first job he got was in construction, so he had just continued doing that type of work.
After explaining to Tom what kind of welding I did and that I was thinking of hiring and training another precision custom welder, he became very excited, "Man, that's what I thought welding was really supposed to be about. I don't want to only do pick up things, where you are using a shovel one-minute and an arc-welder the next. I want to be creative, a metal artist."
We talked about what he had been making in construction and what he would be looking for if he had a regular job with mostly regular hours. Betty was very excited for Tom to be going back to work, especially if it was close by and with regular hours.
I went next door to see Al, the sheet metal guy. Al introduced me to his large wife, Joan. She was probably five six or seven but had to go better than two fifty, may be even three hundred pounds. Al and Joan were another young couple who looked like they had just gotten out of bed.
We talked about what he had been working at most recently for a while. When I asked how he got started in sheet metal, he said he learned it from his dad by working with him in a body shop. He said he had done a little custom work, helping his dad build some open wheel racecars, but mostly shaping and reforming car body parts. Al talked about a trade school he had gone to that had taught him some welding, but mostly sheet metal forming. He said he didn't see himself making gutters and store fronts for the rest of his life, so he was thinking of going back to school to learn how to be a good body man like his dad.
After explaining the idea I had, I told him I'd like to hire him to experiment with making body parts of racecars to some pretty rigid specifications. Al said storefronts had to be down to the sixteenth of an inch so he was used to working from prints and specs. I asked him for a list of equipment that he would need to do that type of work and some estimated prices. When he was done, to bring it and his wife over to the patio for a beer. He should also get Tom and Betty to come with him.
I left Al scurrying around looking for paper and pen to make the list.
Back on the patio with a beer, I suggested to Hanna to go get a large batch of hamburgers and buns along with some chicken wings and other munchies as we might have some guests. I explained about Tom, Al and their wives. Hanna and Glenda took off for the store with a list for a picnic meal.
Sue joined me on the patio with Martin and Tiny telling me how far she had gotten. She had designed our cards with only S&S Enterprises and no Inc., as that wasn't our corporate name. She had filed a d/b/a on line with the state so Steve Sharp Welding, Inc. was now doing business as S&S Enterprises. Sue said she had ordered them from Staples on line and they should be ready Monday morning. She said she also ordered work orders that could work as purchase orders and receipts.
"We need to call the caterer so his wife can take a bunch of pictures. I'm sure Gene will let us take some pictures at his place too. We'll take pictures of us using the big truck in our coveralls and a bunch of the inside of the shops. We won't take pictures of the outside of the shops because we might move. I've found a website programmer that writes in half a dozen languages and is just beginning to custom build sites for people. He said he could help on S&S and with my site. We should get a pretty good deal."
I called the caterer and explained what I needed. He said he would have his wife call and make an appointment with us to take some pictures.
The cable guy called us in to look at what he had done. When he showed us how fast the Internet was now, we were astounded. It seemed thousands of times faster than our dialup modems.
The telephone guy was done too, saying all of the house jacks would work on both phone lines now. He had hooked up the phones I had purchased, showing me that line one was mine and line two was Sue's.
Glenda and Hanna came back with loads of food. A big stack of hamburger patties, a huge box of wings, a gallon of potato salad, and a couple of big cans of baked beans, along with a bunch of veggies to munch on as well as lettuce, onions, and tomatoes for the hamburgers.
While I was working at the grille, putting wings on the fire, Charlie and Shawna rode in across the street. Before they could get cleaned up, Jim rode up saying he was going to get a shower and be right back. Pretty soon Charlie, Shawna, and Jim all joined us in having a beer.
Abe and Alice drove up in Abe's pickup and came onto the patio. Alice said that they had gone to a going out of business sale at a big warehouse store and that they had bought a ton of different things. Abe asked for the guys to come help him.
They unloaded two packages that had picnic tables printed on them and six smaller kits that had wooden yard chairs in them.
Alice explained these were in a big stack so she offered ten dollars to haul it all away and they took it.
Martin went into the shed and came back with tools. With Tiny and Abe helping, they had the two tables and all six chairs done in a half-hour, while still able to consume a few cups of beer.
Martin said we should paint them so they would be easier to clean off. Abe told me bring home the little compressor and an extra paint gun I had. Abe knew more of what I had than I did.
Martin asked Charlie and Jim to come with him. They went to the other side of Martin's place and came back carrying a glider just like the one on the patio already. They put it next to the other one with Martin directing, "Abe, you and Alice sit in one, and Glenda and I will use the other. The thing was on sale at Wal-Mart so I got another so there would be more places to sit out here on the patio.
Al, Tom, and their wives were tentatively approaching the patio. Al asked, "Are we interrupting?"
"No, no, come on and meet everyone," I said as I introduced each of the crew to the two couples. "Don't worry about trying to remember every one's name, you'll learn them if you stay around long enough. Come over here, have a seat at the little table and we'll talk. Who wants a beer? We also have some soda or iced tea if you want that instead."
All four took a beer, as their budgets probably didn't allow for that kind of luxury.
Al had the list I had asked for. He had written specific types of equipment, their names, and the manufacturers. He also had a list of the manufacturer addresses, as well as local suppliers that would have the equipment. He had a separate list with the individual pieces of equipment and the current list prices. He pointed at the prices and said a good businessman could get better numbers if they bargained.
Sue came out of the house with a pad of paper, a pen, and a handheld calculator for me. She knows how I think.
I worked on the numbers, including what I estimated to be the cost of the materials, and a much longer labor time than I figured we would really take, the insurances, the extra work space, then added in all the equipment costs at list. I showed Sue saying, "We could pay for this with about six frames. That's considering we never get paid for the finished product. I want to do it."
"Go for it, let's try it and see," Sue smiled then got up to tend the grille.
Looking at Tom and Al, I said, "I want to hire you both. I'll commit to both of you for one month. We'll work on a project I have. If it works out, you'll both have long term employment."
Both guys smiled and nodded. Their wives were wiggling in their seats from the excitement.
"One thing though," I began seriously, "I expect perfect work. I'll teach you my way of doing things and if you watch, listen, and learn you will not only try to do perfect work, you will do perfect work. I need your skills, but I also need your creativity, your minds, and your desire to do perfect work. Are you ready to do that?"
"Damn right," exclaimed Tom.
Al looked hesitant, "I've never been asked to do perfect work before. I don't know if I've ever done perfect work. What if I can't do it."
"Don't worry Al, you are obviously good at what you do, all you have to do is learn how I do things. I'm sure you'll do well. So, are both of you are ready to start Monday?"
Both guys stood and stuck out their hands grinning broadly. Betty and Joan jumped up, kissed their husbands, then ran to me and kissed my cheeks on opposing sides. They were excited to have their husbands working again and especially excited to have them work near home.
Shawna hollered out, "Look out Sue, he's got a couple of more babes kissin' on him again."
Sue turned while at the grille saying, "I get firsts. You can only have some after I get mine. These other ladies may have something to say about that too."
Betty and Joan blushed, hugging the arms of their men.
"Relax, have some beer, the tap's right over there on that refrigerator looking thing," I said waving toward the box. "You're going to stay for supper with us. It's just burgers and wings, but there is a lot of it."
I took over the grille, cooking hamburger patties, while Sue, Hanna, and Shawna got out the condiments and the trimmings. They brought out a stack of plastic plates, knives, and forks, plus the potato salad, and the now warm baked beans.
Sue and I were at one of the new picnic tables looking at the patio. There were seven couples on the patio eating, drinking, and enjoying themselves. Sue looked at me and said softly, "You're quite the Pied Piper. You gonna gather many more? If you do, we're going to need a bigger patio."
"To me Sue, this is really neat. I was a bit of a loner in high school, then in the military I didn't have much of a choice but to be a loner. You already know what I did working up in Alaska, out in Oklahoma, and down on the platforms, hardly having a close friend at all. All I did was work. Now look at this, ten of those folks are really close friends and those four kids are going to be good friends too. This really makes me happy.
There was a roar from the entrance of the park, telling us that a group of Harley's was invading. Al and Tom looked like they were going to run so I went over to them and told them to sit, relax that they were among friends.
Hap and Bear came riding up with four other guys all carrying women with 'property of' vests. I met them as they dismounted asking them if they wanted to join us for beer, wings, and burgers.
Bear asked softly, "You serious, you got enough for all of us?"
"You betcha, for you two anytime, for your folks, of course, come on. Looks like Sue is already pouring cups for all of you."
Hap put his arm over my shoulder and said, "In this case I'm sure glad you're not a member, we get to get away from the compound and still have some fun."
When we came onto the patio, so Hap, Bear, and their entire group could get some food, I thought Tom was going to crawl under the table. Hap stopped, then went over to Tom and pulled him up from his chair. I was on my way to rescue Tom when Bear took hold of my arm while Hap threw his arms around Tom and said, "Damn it's good to see you bro, God where have you been?"
Hap's eyes actually looked as if they had tears in them. Tom still looking scared said, "I got married Hap, I been working and supporting my wife." It was obvious Betty was Tom's wife as she had a plastic fork watching to see if she needed to defend her husband.
Hap released Tom and hugged Betty, "What's your name darlin?' I'm Tom's big brother, the guy that raised him till he took off when he was seventeen. So tell me your name sweetheart, I'm your brother-in-law."
Betty smiled and told Hap her name. They all sat down, with Al and Joan moving out to a picnic table, to be immediately swarmed by the other bikers and their women. To Al and Joan's credit, they didn't act nervous, they rolled with the flow.
Bear spoke quietly, "You were gonna take him on, huh?"
I just looked at Bear sideways, not wanting to answer.
"Yeah, I know, you're just a fucking fearless fucking jarhead. We're all alike, never think, just defend. Semper Fi! Now, let me eat, then you gotta show me this piece of artwork you call a motorcycle that Hap's bragging about."
The two groups mixed well with the two older couples sitting in gliders. Hap and Tom were catching up on each other's lives while Bear was eating and watching over the group of bikers he had ridden in with.
He finally said it was time to look at this masterpiece so I pushed it out from the shed, setting it out in the sunlight so the metallic paint would sparkle.
Bear and the other bikers all looked at the bike, making comments as to how unique it was. One of the girls finally saw the flames for what they were, she gave an "Ooh" and covered her mouth with her hand. She took the guy she had rode in with and was tracing out the individual couples within the flames. Hap came over and pointed to Shawna's signature, then went over to the redhead, "This is the little biker bitch that created that masterpiece. And did you know she rebuilt and opened up the mill, as well as rebuilt the tranny herself. She's responsible for the whole bike, not just the paint."
Bear asked her if she had a card as he was going to want a bike put together soon. Shawna took off running and was back in a flash passing out cards with a broad grin.
Hap and Bear were rounding up their people when Hap came over to me, "Now I'm going to be in debt to you more than ever. Thank you for giving my little brother a job. He took off as soon as he finished high school. I have had no idea how he was doing. He was never going to be a club member. He was always apprehensive about getting too close to the guys. Don't exactly know why, but it wasn't for him. Glad you're looking out for him. Thanks."
The group roared off, probably heading home. Tom was visibly more at ease and had been rejoined by Al and Joan. When I went over to him, I told him that I didn't mean to make him uncomfortable. He said he was all right. It had just been the first time he had seen his brother since he had left nearly four years ago. He was glad it worked out as his brother was his only living relative.
The four young guests thanked us all around and would come by tomorrow for directions to the shop for Monday, then headed toward their trailers.
Abe and Alice said it was time for them to get home and let out their dog, so they left as well.
Martin and Glenda were stretching saying it had been a long day and they were ready to watch some TV and relax. Tiny and Ruth seconded that idea and left as well.
Hanna got up on a picnic table acting doing an air guitar imitation singing, "It's Saturday night, I just got paid, I'm a fool about my money, don't try to save, my heart says go, go have a good time, for it's Saturday night and I'm feelin' fine. Gonna rip it up."
We were all laughing at the other little pixie doing a Chuck Berry performance. Shawna saying, "It's still early, lets clean this shit up and ride."
Ten minutes later, everything was put away and the tables washed, ready for morning coffee. We all put on our riding clothes then headed out of the park. We went north to the Florida bar, finding Hap and Bear there with over a hundred other bikers. The prospects watching the bikes recognized us, with one of them running to tell their leaders we were there.
We drank a beer while Bear's people who had not seen the bike yet looked it over. We did some backslapping and left heading south till we ended up at Jim's. Since the crowd was a different group from last night, the bike commanded as much attention as it did the night before. From there we went to the Vanishing Point for another beer and to display the bike before heading home.
It took us ten minutes to undress and assemble to go to the hot tub. Tiny and Ruth's trailer was dark so we assumed they were asleep already. In the tub, after we had soaked and fondled a while, the three girls took charge. They directed us guys to sit on the side of the tub. Then the three began giving us head. Each girl would spend about a minute, maybe two on a guy then they would switch till they would move to the next guy. It was a playful way to enjoy getting head. It was also erotic, as each of guys reached under the chest of the girls to fondle their breasts and their nipples.
It wasn't long till us guys were panting, warning the girls things were getting explosive. Then just as Sue was pulling off Jim, he gave her a creamy facial. That got Charlie so worked up that he almost choked Hanna with his big load. Shawna doubled her efforts and gently squeezed my balls until I filled her mouth too.
Sue had to wash her face off, but sat next to me, fondling my limp dick and kissing me with a decidedly spermy taste. This continued till I had Sue stand, bend over, and lean against the side, as I entered her from the rear. Charlie and Jim did the same with their wives, so all three of us had them lined up, bent over, and were seriously fucking them good. We called switch after five minutes, then switch again after another five. That's all we could take, while the girls were groaning and moaning, all of us guys were right there, so I planted myself as deep into Hanna as I could get, squirting pulse after pulse into her until it leaked out from beside my dick.
We were all smiling and tired. After enjoying the swirling bubbles for a little while longer, we dried off and headed back to our homes.
As soon as we were in bed, Sue sat on my face then took me into her mouth, sucking blood back into my well-fucked dick. She was really enjoying my tonguing her sloppy cum filled pussy, while I was fingering her happy spot inside her pussy. It was exciting enough that she was squirting her special juices over my face while I was filling her mouth with my special sauce. We almost fell asleep that way but I got up, wet a wash cloth, and cleaned her up, drying her off with a towel. I cleaned up and joined her, spooning against her back.