Day Forty-four - Tuesday
Oh my, what an intoxicating aroma. My dream was filled with Sue's scent, her secretion odor. At the same time, my dick was being brought to an exciting explosion, while my eyes were still closed.
Just as my first shot launched from my dick, I awoke to find the delicious sight of Sue's moist pussy inches from my own lips. When I raised my head to suck her clit into my mouth she erupted, sending sprays of her own juices over my chin and neck. The only sounds was Sue's "Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Sue held me in her sucking mouth until there was nothing more to suck out of me. She then lay fully on me, breathing heavily, "Oh Steve, I was so horny for you when I woke up. I needed to love you so I just sucked you up. Doing that to you made me so hot, I came as soon as your tongue touched me. So good."
We got out of bed to hit the john. Sue pulled the wet bedclothes from the bed while I started a pot of coffee. We enjoyed an erotic shower, with an additional coupling, before going out on the patio and turning on a light.
Shawna showed up first, with a T-shirt full of holes her only covering. She did her usual feet on the front edge of the chair, showing off her trimmed beaver. This time however, there was white gooey stuff leaking out. Shawna was idly scooping up a finger-full at a time before slipping the finger into her mouth. With her other hand she was holding her coffee mug.
Hanna showed up a few seconds later and observed the antics Shawna was going through. Hanna reached over and scooped a finger full then, sucking it into her mouth said, "I just love that stuff. I'll never get pregnant. When Jim gets hot, ready to get off, I make him feed it to me. Don't know what it is, but I love the taste of that stuff."
Glenda came in during Hanna's discourse and mentioned that she should get as much as she can now because when Jim got older, he would only be able to give her the taste treat once a day, at the most.
Charlie came onto the patio with a smile on his face, checking out his wife's lewd display, "you trying to attract more takers for the hot twat of yours or are trying to cool it off?"
"More would be nice, but no, not advertising, mostly just tasting what you left," Shawna smiled giving her husband a kiss.
Jim, Tiny, and Ruth showed up about the same time. Ruth once again was showing off her nice, large, breast areolas and nipples through another transparent gown. Us guys had a hard time keeping our eyes off the various shows being put on.
Sue was curled up in my lap with her head on my shoulder, "Do you think you will finish moving today?"
Tom and Al, with Betty and Joan, had just arrived. Tom said that everything should be done, including cleaning up the storage place, by noon.
"Good," Sue said, "I think Gene's planning to come over after lunch. I would like to be able to show him a little activity. He is a link to a lot of future business. He said he wanted to bring his wife by to meet all of us."
"A shipment of materials should arrive today. I will build the stands to hold the materials and you guys can start work on some frames and some sheet metal. We can show Gene a set of completed sheet metal and see how he wants to handle delivery and testing to see if it's worthwhile for us to do the forming. Oh yeah, the phone guy is going to be installing cable for the phones, computers, and paging. Be careful of his guys on ladders. If they need help, do it."
Charlie and Jim said they wanted to stop by after work to check out how the building additions were coming along. Charlie also wanted to see this work area Shawna was gushing over.
Ruth said she wanted to look at my computer and all of my receipts and deposits to date so she would have a place to work from. She said the longer she waited, the harder it would be to get all the records straight.
The contractor showed up to have some coffee with us. Shawna quit showing off her beaver, but Betty, Joan, Hanna, and Ruth couldn't help but become focal points due to their very thin dressing gowns.
He was telling me we could park all of our equipment in the fenced in lot this morning. The lot should be finished being packed and rolled. He said he was going to have a crane at the shop putting up the cross members and roof of the new buildings. The paint booth equipment should arrive today as well. He said if all went well, the new shop area should be built out by Thursday and the paint booth addition by Friday or Saturday morning. Final inspection won't happen on the paint booth until Monday, but he thought he could get the other side inspected and passed tomorrow morning. I asked him to have his plumber work with Abe on the air lines.
Tiny, Charlie, and Jim said they needed to get going, as did the contractor. He thanked us for the coffee and told the girls showing off that he enjoyed their company as well.
Before Tom and Al left, I told them that I wanted to hang the frame in the showroom using some heavy wire. Then I wanted them to mount the set of sheet metal onto the other frame so Shawna could begin painting it. Shawna told me to wait for the paint booths, as it would be a better job. Al agreed with her saying he would help on the initial prep, primer, and first coats as well as the clear when it was all done.
I hated to wait but it would have to be. Sue suggested I take the shovel into the showroom to display Shawna's work that way she might be able to get some work from one or more of the NASCAR teams. I thought that was good idea, so I had Tom and Al help me lift the bike into the back of the pickup and tie it down. I threw a bunch of cleaning materials into the truck to make the bike shine.
Sue said she had to go by her Uncle Ben's office and the bank before coming in, but would be there by ten. We both left with a full day ahead of us.
The big lot looked great paved. It gave the whole place a professional appearance. I was amazed at the rapid progress being made on the additions. There were two cranes, one on each side of the building lifting panels up to be fitted and attached as a roof. Men were already working on the inside of the big shop addition, attaching insulation to the roof and front wall, while more men were erecting panels on the sides.
The paint addition was coming along about the same except they were not finishing off the front so the paint booths could be easily installed. There was a tractor-trailer backed up to the rear doorway. Abe was lifting materials off with the newer forklift and setting the materials in stacks on pallets on the shop floor. I had not realized how much I had ordered.
Tom and Al helped me get the bike out of the pickup and I pushed it up front to the showroom. Shawna shooed me out saying she would get the bike ready for display as it was her work and this was for her promotion.
I went to the back of the shop where I wanted to build the rack for the tubing and sheet metal. On the welding shop side I set aside the beams necessary for that rack then had Abe take the other rack material to the sheet metal side which was closer to the paint building.
This was raw work, nothing fancy. I measured what sizes I would need then set up the beams so I could cut them with the gas torch. I laid everything out in the manner I wanted it be then using the wire feed arc, welded the pieces together. Once they were all put together, I got Tom and Al to help me stand the rack up and move it to the wall. The rack was heavy and stable enough to not move but I welded it to the two beams holding up the building at that location.
While I doing the other side for the sheet metal, Abe separated the various pieces of tubing and blank plate to make up a complete set then used the forklift to put it on the rack.
Tom and Al had taken a forklift into the showroom and used it to hang the frame from the steel joist overhead. They had it at a forty-five degree slant pointing down with the whole thing slightly tilted to show off the interior of cockpit.
When they were done I had them separate the sheet metal into groups representing one car in each group. Abe lifted it onto the rack then we all got busy cleaning up the floor from the recent activity. We were able to easily restore the shop floor to the glossy, just painted look.
Sue was in our new office with the computer guy who was sitting in my chair, frantically taking notes.
The telephone guys were a busy group, pulling cables to all parts of the building, hanging speakers way up high on the overhead beams and pushing wire through the tiled office ceiling with the tiles pulled out. The telephone contractor said he had brought several extra men so he could do the job fast, if that was okay with me. I like the way this man thought.
Glenda showed up with a huge box of sandwich material. She had over twenty pounds of lunchmeats, with all the trimmings, including lettuce and tomatoes. As she put it in the lunchroom, I told the telephone guys they were welcome to eat any time they wanted, then went out to the contractor and told him his men were welcome to eat with us.
When he said his men would be too dirty to come in, I said, "Soap and water is cheap. Tell them to come on in. We have plenty of food and iced tea. The bathroom in the shop area is ready for some dirty guys. Enjoy."
The word went out to all the men and the heavy equipment was being shut down quickly. It was the right thing to do, as they all were excited at being treated well by the customer.
The computer guy was going to return with the first load of equipment in an hour of so. Shawna had finished up the bike, making the showroom look pretty good. Ruth had purchased several big fake potted trees to soften up the cold appearance.
Sue and I were looking at the showroom from the front door when Gene, accompanied by two other men and a lady drove up. As he got out of his big Lincoln, he pointed up to the S&S sign in front then came through the big front double doors. All four of them stopped and looked at the frame hanging at eye level from the ceiling, and then down at the floor to see the embedded S&S. Gene had a big smile on his face. One of the other guys' eyes were glued to the bike.
Gene introduced his wife, and the two guys as a visiting team owner and his crew chief. The two guys choked a little shaking Sue's hand, as they were both tall. That means they were looking straight down into some great cleavage. Gene's wife wasn't chopped liver but she was not even close to Sue.
We told them that we were moved in, but in a building mode, putting in a telephone system and adding onto the building.
Out in the shop area we turned to the left to see the welding shop first. The area was large enough to build four frames at a time if we had the orders and folks to build that much at a time. Again the focal point of the embedded S&S gave proof to how clean and bright the place was. Gene noted the rack at the back of the building with all the materials on it.
On the wall near the workbench and group of stands, the blueprint of the frame was mounted with a clear sheet of plastic over it for protection. I was going to have to compliment Tom for that.
I showed them the new building and how it was going, explaining this was going to be our rebuilding shop for large mobile generators and compressors. We walked around the rear of the dividing partition to the sheet metal area.
"Gene, I said I would have something that I hope enthuses you."
Al had laid out the entire car's set of panels on the floor, in an order that you could tell what each panel was for.
"Are these to spec?" Gene asked.
"Exact to the blueprint you gave me," I replied.
"How many sets do you have?" he asked.
"Just this one, plus another set almost complete," I said wondering at how rapidly he was questioning me.
"How fast can you make more?" Gene was now being pushy like he had never done before.
I was now even wondering if we had sprung this new venture on Gene too early, "Until we can train more people, we should be able to produce five or six a week."
"Put me down for twenty sets," Gene said matter of factly.
"Are you building twenty cars?" I asked.
"No, we need spare sheet metal for the cars. They get beat up and panels need to be replaced constantly."
"Are there panels that are not affected? I'm sure there are some parts that get hurt more often than others."
"You're right, but we never know, so we make up complete sets to take along and then once a month or every six weeks, we take stock and only make what we need to make up more sets. If you're making them up, you'll be cheaper than we can do it ourselves, so just make up the whole thing."
"Gene, how about two full sets then I'll get your crew chief to tell me what panels they need more pieces of. That will save you a ton."
Gene turned grinning at the other team owner and crew chief, "See, that's why I love the way this guy works. He's saving us time and money at every turn."
"Well, now that you've brought it up, I have another piece of the puzzle that I would like to fit. Come this way."
We walked into the shop area that was going to be Shawna's work area. Again the big S&S on the floor stood out. We walked through it, then out the back door to look at the construction of the paint addition.
The visiting crew chief said, "looks like you're building double paint booths."
I smiled then walked over to where the trucks were parked and showed them the S&S logos.
"Did you like the paint on the bike up front?" I asked looking at them. Gene's wife said with a blush, "That is the most erotic paint on a vehicle I've ever seen."
Gene, and the visitors said, "Erotic?"
"When we go back in, I'll show you," she said.
I continued, "I have a painter that will paint your entire car or just the base colors and any custom lettering. I want more of your business. The booths are for our rebuild operation but I think we can be of even more service to you. Let us do some of the grunt work your guys hate. We'll install the decals for you as well if you want."
The visiting owner asked, "How much are going to charge for all of that?"
"I have no idea. You and I will have to work out what it's worth to you."
The visiting crew chief said, "Since we are not close by, if we were to receive panels already painted in our basic colors, that would be a real advantage. We could put on the decals. Hell just being able to buy a frame like the one we saw at Gene's, and panels as nice as those inside, would put us three days plus ahead of schedule."
I looked at the crew chief, "We would put all the panels on the frame but then you wouldn't be able to get your equipment inside and it would be too difficult to work on the inside set up. We haven't been able to come up with a way to securely fasten the panels and still have them be removable."
He replied, "You're right about the equipment installation. We'll look at ways it might be done. You're going to have to get paint lot numbers for every team you paint for. So when they touch them up after installing the panels the paint matches."
"I've thought of that but figured I can buy paint from the same vendors as the team or just buy it from the team to make sure it's the same," I said, to agree with the crew chief.
Gene said, "You already have us so used to being able to say, hey Steve, we need a frame and it magically appears that with the sheet metal going for you, my crew is going to want to adopt you."
Gene continued, "Steve, you have a real operation here. I'm excited for you and know you will be radically successful at it. I'm going to help you with my business for sure. I know my counterpart out in Lakeland thinks you walk on water. Does he know about your sheet metal yet?"
"You're the first, Gene," I said seriously. "This is a new venture, it's going to take a little while to get it expanded, but you know we work hard training people to do perfect work."
The other owner said, "I like that phrase, perfect work. Gene told me you said you wouldn't accept anything but perfect work from yourself."
We had walked back into Shawna's area. She was cleaning some of her painting equipment, so I introduced everyone to her. The crew chief looked at her, "You're so little, how will you get at the top of the cars?"
Shawna pointed to a platform with steps on wheels, "If I use that, I don't drag the air hose all over the side of what I'm painting. I encourage tall guys to use one too as they will have a smoother paint job."
The crew chief nodded, "I'll have my guys get one of those."
We walked up the back stairs into the break room. We looked into the conference room, then walked along the balcony till we came to Ruth's office. I introduced everyone, telling them Ruth was the person I depended upon to keep the business in the black.
I showed them the fancy office and Gene turned to his wife, "I want one just like this. We've been going to remodel for years, I want one like it."
Back downstairs in the showroom, Gene's wife pointed out the flames and how they were molded into forms that represented male and female couples. Shawna had placed the two helmets on the seats. Gene's wife pointed out how one helmet was all silver representing the male figures and the gold represented the female.
"I don't think we could get away with that on a racecar," the visiting team owner said.
We walked over to my office, where I took out a couple of order forms, "Gene, how about ten sets of sheet metal then we'll start tracking what you've used. If we have you and several other teams to track for a year, we should be able to have a good idea of spare parts needed for the road.
"I don't have a price for it, but if you'll help me with it, it will be a good price."
"I'll have the crew chief and the accountant call you, they have it broken down. Don't paint these first ones, primer would be good though. We'll work on paint soon."
I turned to the visiting team owner, "Would you like to order any frames and sheet metal packages?"
"Will you work for me, too?" he asked surprised by my question.
"Of course, that's why Gene brought you. I'm going to have to pay for this building someway."
He looked at me, "Can you deliver them?"
"Sure, if the price is right. Where is your team's shop?" I asked.
"South Carolina."
"Shouldn't be a problem, If it's more than two at a time, we'll contract a commercial carrier. I don't own a big tractor with a flat bed yet. I guess I should look for an enclosed trailer though for the frames and sheet metal."
"Oh, that reminds me, Gene, I'm going to ship all the frames we build from now on in primer to keep any rust down. The weather is just too moist to have bare metal exposed."
"That's another step off the process. Why not just use our frame paint and finish the job," Gene offered. "That's worth two - three hundred dollars."
"Okay, two hundred more for primer and paint," I said making a notation.
The visiting team owner said, "I want to order five frames and two sets of sheet metal. I'm not desperate today but who knows about tomorrow."
"We'll get right on it, you should have delivery, early next week," I said then added "Gene and I will come up with a fair price on the sheet metal and I'll call you to confirm."
Before leaving, Gene said, "You better put me down for two more frames so I'll have them in stock. So far this season, the drivers can't keep them on their wheels."
After they left Sue asked, "Should we put on our coveralls and start?"
"Maybe, but I'm going to get Tom and Al going and see if I can hire some more people. We're going to need at least one, maybe two, more sheet metal guys, and probably two more welders."
We went to see how Abe's new shop was coming. It was entirely enclosed with new bright overhead lighting. The design had large windows along the outside wall giving some natural light too. All of the inside insulation was up and now the workmen were putting up some kind of tough washable composite paneling. Following right behind them were two guys building a commercial workbench that would be from one end of the shop to the other except for doors.
Abe was standing, with two guys in their fifties or early sixties, watching the contractor's activities. He saw Sue and I approaching and introduced Gary and Ted, two men who he had worked with previously. He said they had agreed to come to work rebuilding product. Abe said he had a guy for me to meet tomorrow. A former company salesman that knew every dealer in a six-state area.
Sue and I welcomed the men to S&S Enterprises saying their comfort and happiness working with us was important. They were always able to talk to either of us, anytime.
I cornered Al, asking him about where to look for more men. He said he would help but he didn't know whether we were going to need any more people just yet. When I told him we had orders for seven sets of sheet metal with more orders anticipated soon, he said he would talk to his Dad that evening. He did say that I could call the school he had gone to, but the school was a little crude in what they taught their students.
My talk with Tom was about the same. I said I would go by the school with him so he could introduce me to the school personnel.
Al came over to talk with me while I was still with Tom. Al asked, "Would you have a problem if we stayed late for a while to catch up with the orders you have. Would it kill your profit to pay overtime?"
"I looked at the two of them and said, "Work as long and as much as you want. Don't let yourselves get tired out so that your quality suffers, as we do perfect work, nothing less. And most of all don't neglect your wives. Money is good but it isn't worth a good wife."
They said they understood and expected me to still examine their work. They went to get Abe to get some materials down for them to work on.
The telephone guy was working in the telephone and computer room while the computer guy was setting up PCs and printers in offices. There was another telephone man standing in the doorway to the telephone room looking lost.
He was the guy from Verizon there to hook up our three outside lines. My telephone contractor showed him where he was to install the lines.
A fire marshal was in the showroom looking at the bike so I introduced myself and asked how I could help him.
He looked at everything. We were gigged for a bulb out in an "exit" sign as well as some clutter around the big valves for the shop sprinkler system. The contractor saw who I was talking to and came over to help out. When the fire marshal began demanding sprinklers in the office areas, the contractor reminded the man that the building was grandfathered because it was built before sprinklers were required in office areas. The marshal swore that because we were expanding the facilities, that canceled the grandfather clause.
I held up my hand and suggested Sue call Ben to have him research it for us. As soon as I explained who Ben was, the fire marshal became indignant and stomped out, saying we'd play hell getting our paint booths certified.
The contractor told me the guy was a total asshole and what he really wanted was a kickback. He told me all I had to do was slip him a couple of hundred and he would go away.
I thought Sue was going to explode. She said she would be back in a bit and went to our office to use my cell phone.
The paint booth equipment had arrived and was being installed. I asked the contractor if we could create an office in Shawna's area so she would have a place for her records. He said to keep those change orders coming, that was how he made big bucks.
Sue came back saying her Uncle was on the county board of commissioners and was going to find out how to take care of the fire marshal. There was a guy with an alarm company logo on his shirt following her. Probably drooling but he was doing a good job covering it up.
Sue introduced the guy to me as the guy who used to do the alarms for the previous company. I told him we did need an alarm and that we did want to add the new buildings as zones. We also wanted a top lean out on our eight-foot fence with concertina wire on top to discourage anyone from wanting to visit at inappropriate times.
I told him to see Ruth when he was done. She, or she would have someone, check to make sure everything was secure.
Sue said the computer guy was going to spend some time with Ruth, Abe, and her, showing them how the inventory program worked. He would also spend time with Ruth for the accounting package. Ruth felt it would not be a problem as it was a form of QuickBooks.
I went to check on Abe to find he had a generator being torn down by one guy and a forklift by the other. Abe said there was no time like the present. I told him he would have to move the equipment so the floor could be sealed and painted. That didn't bother him at all, "I'll just use the big lift to move both of these to the main floor before we leave or whenever they want to do it. I'll go tell them now."
The two new men didn't even flinch, they just kept right on working.
Al and Tom were working together on the frames. They said they thought that they worked faster together than individually. They also said this way they double-checked each other. I didn't care, as long as we were cooking.
Shawna was hopping around in her area, watching the paint booths being installed. She said, "This is so exciting. Are you really going to let me play in those things? You're not going to believe what I can do."
"Shawna, do you want to work on your own right now or would you like to be an employee. I'm sure that there will be enough work through the company to keep you busy and earn your keep."
"I'm not sure Steve, you know I'm kind of independent. There are times when Charlie's going to need me and times even Dell is going to need me. If I'm working here as an employee, I won't be able to flex around the way I'll need to."
"We'll keep it loose for now. If either one of us sees that it needs to change, we'll change it," I said giving her a hug before going back to the front.
Ben and a guy that was in a sheriff's department uniform were talking to Sue. Ben introduced me to the Hillsborough Country Sheriff. The man had a small item in his hand and an envelope.
"Mr. Sharp, this is a recording device that I would like you to use when you take care of the fire marshal," the Sheriff said. "In this envelope are five marked one hundred dollar bills. If you have made the guy mad, it's going to take this much to get him off your back. We know he's holding people up, but haven't been able to catch him. Today, no one knows about this but us four so I know it's not going to leak. Are you willing to help us?"
"You bet I am, this guy is an arrogant s.o.b. that needs some retraining," I said with a smile while taking the two items.
"If you two gentlemen will leave or go sit in the break room, I'll call him right now so he can come re-inspect. I'll do the deal in the big office upstairs."
I used the cell phone to call his office. At first he would not take the call but when I said I wanted to comply and would he talk to me. When we talked, I said I thought I might have a very good way to make the building comply with the current code and if he could come over today, we could resolve everything quickly. He amazingly said he would be here in five minutes.
The Sheriff grinned saying everything I had said was on the up and up and no entrapment at all. They went to the break room with Sue, while I waited at the front door.
When the fire marshal pulled up, I turned, pulled out the device and pushed the 'on' button. A light on the bottom came on and I stuck it back into my pocket. It looked like a fat pen next to my regular pen.
I took him upstairs to the big office and sat at the table with him. I said cautiously, "This building needs to have the inspections approved so we can do business. It is very important to me and I know you are just trying to do your job as best as possible."
The envelope was sitting on the table between us so I picked it up and handed it to him. "This is a copy of the grandfather clause I was talking about. If you read it, I think you will agree with me and approve the building and the paint booths."
He looked at me real hard, turned to look around to make sure no one was watching as he opened the envelope and partially slid the money out of the envelope. After he counted the money he looked at me and gave me an evil look, "I think my signing off on your job is worth say another just like this. Can you do that?"
I couldn't believe the guy wanted a grand. I picked up the envelope, took out one of the bills and asked, "five more like this?"
"Five more just like that and your problems all go away."
I pulled out my wallet and below the table counted out five hundreds and put my wallet away. I fanned the bills and laid them on top of the envelope. He smiled his evil smile again and scooped it all up, putting my five with the marked five and folded the envelope into his pocket.
"Let's go down and sign off on these inspections. If I had more time I would demand a piece of that big titted girl that was hanging around. Congratulations on your new facility. You know I have to inspect you once a year but they will only be routine."
We walked downstairs then out to the contractor table where the permits were. The fire marshal signed off on everything. As far as the county was concerned, the job was complete.
He didn't even offer to shake my hand, he just walked out of the showroom patting the pocket where the money was. I watched him leave then turned to see the Sheriff and Ben standing behind me.
Ben said, "We were in Ruth's office and heard almost everything you said."
The Sheriff took the device from my pocket pushed a button. It began playing first the Sheriff's voice identifying the recording, who was holding the device, the date, and time, then came a pause, followed by the entire conversation.
"Sorry about your five hundred but we should be able to recover it," the Sheriff said, "the fire marshal should be being arrested at this very second back at his office. An unmarked car was following him and a couple of squads were ready to help with the arrest."
"Will my inspections be good or do I need to get another guy out here?" I asked, concerned that the illegal activity would mar the sign off.
"I'll make sure the chief fire marshal comes out and countersigns for you to make sure it's good. He'll owe me and you for this," the Sheriff said, turning to Ben.
"Your nephew-in-law or whatever he is, is a credit to the community. I know who he is because of a couple of incidents. He saved one of my men and that goes a long way with me," the Sheriff was addressing Ben.
He turned to me and said, "Thanks, I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
The two of them left, with me five hundred lighter, but my building signed off. Sue and I went back to the contractor to tell him that the place was signed off.
"How much did it cost you?" was the first thing he asked.
"A grand."
"The dirty s.o.b. He sure is a thief."
When I told him what had transpired and that Sue had started it all he busted up laughing. He said that folks shouldn't cross Sue, it could be dangerous.
The best part was that he wouldn't have to worry about being held up any longer.
Back inside, Abe had moved the equipment he was working on into the other shop area. The floor was being sealed as we walked by. Abe's two guys were continuing to work as if they were in the other shop. I told them to make sure they stopped early enough so they could leave the shop clean.
At the other end of the shop, Tom and Al had seven frames cut and most of the pieces bent. I noted that they had multiple squares and rulers around them while they worked assuring me that they were doing their job.
Sue asked Shawna if she wanted a ride home as it was getting to be that time of the day. The two girls took off in Sue's convertible, top down, hair flying. Ruth was getting ready to leave as well, so I thought I should check with the telephone guy.
He said he should be done with everything tomorrow. He still had to put the phone in the outer area of the paint building and put the explosion proof speakers in the booths. He said Ruth had told him to put the fax in Sue's and my office, so it would be where we would be sure to see new faxes. The alarm guy said he would be done tomorrow as well.
I sat down and fiddled with the PC a little discover that we had Internet. I went back to the telephone room and asked about that. He said the cable company had installed it when the phone lines were installed.
Something I had forgotten about, but Ruth, Sue, or the computer guy remembered.
I went to observe Abe and his guys cleaning up and found one guy using some soap and water to get up a mark. I thanked him for doing a good job.
Abe said my surprise was coming over to my house in a few minutes, so we both better get going.
I left the contractor to lock up then left, feeling good about the progress. Tom and Al were going to work till eight or so, but would stop by before they went home.
Abe and I arrived to find a guy about fifty in a shirt and tie wearing a dress hat. He was standing in the front of his car, a late model Chrysler 300. As soon as we stopped he and Abe greeted each other like long lost brothers. He took his hat off and threw it on his front seat then came onto the patio with us.
Abe moved the three of us to the bar saying that Phil was a scotch on the rocks man. I fixed him a drink with Dewar's, while Abe got us both a beer.
Phil said, "Man this is some set up. Is this the park recreation center?"
Abe answered for us, "Nope, this is Steve's house. He has all these people over for coffee in the morning and then they all eat supper together after sitting out here drinking beer. There will be more folks coming, wait and see."
Abe then looked at me, "You were talking about branching out to other dealers. You also need to have someone savvy in our business to look for equipment to be rebuilt. Phil is your guy."
Phil started to say something but Abe cut him off, "Let me tell him about you before you start flapping your jaws.
"This guy was Onan's top salesman for seventeen years. They let him go because they felt he was too old to travel his territory and those customers wanted someone younger. The new guy is doing about fifteen percent of what Phil did, but they blame it on the downturn of the economy. You and I know there ain't no downturn.
"I want you to hire this guy to do two things. First, to re-establish the territory, but this time we are going to be selling rebuilt equipment with a new equipment warranty. Then he is going to scour these southern states for equipment for us to rebuild.
"Now you ask about drawbacks. Phil is a family guy. He used to drag his kids all over his territory while his wife home-schooled them. Now his kids are all off to school or married with jobs, but he still drags his wife everywhere he goes. You need a salesman. You need a roadman. This is both, rolled into one."
Phil looked stunned that Abe had presented him so well.
Sue had come up to sit next to me while I stood behind the bar. I made her a rum and Coke while Abe refilled our mugs.
"Phil, I have no problem with you taking your wife with you when you travel. This is my wife Sue, Sue this is Phil, a fellow that used to work with Abe. Phil, Sue works with me most every day and it strengthens our marriage. If Abe says, you're the guy, then you're the guy. How do you work, commission, salary, both?"
Before Phil could answer Abe butted in again, "He used to work on a salary plus commission, plus expenses. As time went on, they kept reducing the commission and cutting expenses. If you want to see this man blaze a trail, put him on a good commission and let him fly. He needs a modest salary and expenses too, but the commission is what makes his day."
Phil held up his hand, "Thanks Abe, you're a good friend, but I can talk for myself. Since I'm not working right now, any job sounds good. But what Abe has been telling me, you may have an idea that I've wanted to try for years. Abe said you've already sold several machines and now you have even found some forklifts. I can sell all I can get of those. I have to find the right supply houses to sell the mobile generators and compressors to, but I know a few right now that will want some. I also know where there is a bunch of equipment setting, wasting away.
"Hire me, and I'll make you proud. Abe told me about your "perfect" motto. I'm not a perfect man, but I bet I'm perfect for your company."
"Abe, I have another terrible idea." Abe groaned. "If Onan is probably doing as poorly in this area as you're saying, why not apply for a dealership and factory repair facility. We could make money on both ends."
Phil and Abe looked at each other grinning then Abe said, "See, I told you he comes up with stuff faster than lightning. Here we're trying to get a piece of the used business, and he's planning on getting it all."
Phil was nodding his head, "I could really get into being the rep for the area again. I'll bet it would work too. I'll call in the morning and find out what it takes and let you know. Oh yeah, when do you want me to start?"
"If you don't live that far away, how about coming by for coffee in the morning. Bring your wife with you so we can meet her then you both can go to the shop to see what you will be working with."
Phil and Abe were happy, Phil answered, "Sounds like a plan. We'll be here around when?"
Abe laughed, "It's a good thing Phil lives almost next door to me, I think Martin said the light comes on about six thirty. Don't be shocked by what the girls wear in the morning, Martin says that the girls try to get the guys going in the AM."
"Oh that's early, how about I brink donuts and show up about seven to seven fifteen?" Phil said.
Sue was happy too, "Great, I'm looking forward to meeting your wife."
Abe gave me the okay sign then the two friends left.
Sue and I joined the group that was waiting for me to finish conducting business before serving the food. Ruth started us out with some shrimp to dip in sauce then progressed to some baked mahi mahi. She had done a remarkable job considering she had been at work all day. She fessed up saying Glenda had done most of the preparation.
Sue asked if we could go for a ride. She said she needed some wind in her face for a change.
Jim said she wouldn't get any wind in face on my bike so she had the choice of riding with him or getting me to swap bikes for the evening since the shovel was at the shop. Sue laughed and asked if he was saying he wanted to play swap the bitch, or swap the bike?"
Hanna said, "I'll ride with the stud, he has tunes, come on, let's ride."
Sue gave me a kiss then headed to Jim and Hanna's with Jim for his bike. I got the regular helmet out for Hanna and said she could swap with Sue before we left. She just said it didn't make any difference and strapped it on. She had climbed up into the easy chair type of seat the big FLH had.
We rode down to see Hap and his guys, staying long enough to hear about their latest run in with the law. They were keeping a real low profile but seemed to be running amok any way.
We then headed straight to St. Pete to the little bar owned by the club down there. We had a couple more beers then went south over the big Skyway bridge into Palmetto to a tiny biker bar that was very busy for a weekday night. Once again, Charlie, Shawna, Jim, and Hanna knew everyone. We had a beer there then headed out to I-75 to go north. The guys let out the throttle, going about ninety until we hit the highway 54 exit. We went back west to 41 then south to the park. A nice ride and it was only about ten.
Everyone put on robes for the tub and went to get Tiny and Ruth. They were already in their robes, with Ruth leading an already aroused Tiny by his dick almost all the way to the hot tub.
We soaked, sucked, and fucked. Hanna, in her enthusiasm to suck dick, did me twice while being occasionally fucked by someone switching between women. Sue said she was tired of being ignored by me so she sat on my face to drool an awful lot of the other guys stuff on me.
At home, we all had one last drink and went to bed by eleven. Sue wanted me one last time, and made sure I was up and ready before riding me to a great mutual orgasm. Hi, Ho, Sue.
Sleep took us both fast.