Day Fifty-seven - Monday
I woke with a nipple in my mouth and my face resting on another of the fabulous twins that grew from Sue's chest. We were cuddled together with me lying between her legs. Both of her knees were up high, the one under high enough that her thigh cradled my chest.
My morning growth was touching the moist promised land, just peeking inside to see if it was welcome. I didn't move or do a thing, Sue groaned and rotated her hips sinking me into her depths. The act made her eyes pop open.
"Oh, you nasty boy, what are you doing to me so early in the morning?"
"So far my love, I've only laid here while you sunk yourself onto me. You must have felt like you needed this or at least wanted it."
"I do, I do, I want you to put it in me, I want you to fuck me, fill me up with all the little wiggly sperm you can give. Keep me full of that stuff until some of it finds that special egg that's going to be our first baby. Oh that feels so good, yes make me come, fill me, yes, yes, oh my God yes."
Hearing Sue beg to be filled while coming triggered my balls to squirt her full of my juices. She wants sperm? She's getting it, lots of it.
Hard to believe we came so fast lying on our sides, just waking in the morning. The intensity made us both shudder with the instant excitement our coupling gave us.
After some loving kisses, we slid from bed to go to the bathroom for Sue, and to start coffee for me. Our shower together was gentle and loving, both of us probably thinking that our intense lovemaking was going to spawn our first child soon.
Sue must have been feeling sexy as she put on one of her sexy robes that tantalized any viewer. As we went out to the patio, Joan and Betty came, also wearing sexy things. Even our two playmates, Sandy and Mandy showed up with sexy loungewear.
Good thing I had jeans on as my zipper was being tested. Ruth came slinking over in one of her see-through gowns that showed she was keeping up with shaving her pubic area. Tiny was following her, having a difficult time walking because he too was excited by the views.
Phil and Judy showed up at six-forty with both breakfast sandwiches and donuts. Food is bait for the guys as Tom and Al, then Charlie, Jim, and Hank, then Martin showed up. With the girls showing off this morning, the exchanges were full of innuendo and teasing. Debbie imitated Shawna in a T-shirt full of strategic holes. Shawna's T-shirt was short but Debbie's was shorter. There was no doubt Debbie was a natural redhead.
Joan was saying that she had several new styles of loungewear that she wanted to show us so she could give them the HOT test. I bit, "What is the HOT test, Joan?"
"Oh Steve, you know, the "Hard on Test."
The group erupted in lots of laughter. The weather lady on TV said it was going to rain some more today even though it wasn't raining yet this morning. Since it really didn't affect what we did for a living one way or another, no one cared except that Jim and Charlie wouldn't ride to work, they had to drive.
Sue said her group was going to have a very busy day as they were getting ready to put out another catalog. This one was going to be for all sizes, not just the big girl sizes. She was going to publish it under the original name and also their new name for all sizes, "Intimacies." She says that the name may change if they come up with something better. So far the only product they had for all sizes was what Sue and the girls were calling playwear, loungewear. If it was like what they were wearing this morning, it sure was playwear.
Sandy and Mandy said they had been talking to Kurt and Carl and thought they might have some people that could be good for their group. The nine people in that department would collectively interview and decide on any new hires.
Tom said he had six more candidates to interview but would let his best techs help him make a decision.
Al said he might need one more man but thought that with our new program of selling replacement panels instead of full sets, he wouldn't need as many people as the other departments.
My big concern was Abe. He needed to come up with more folks. I wonder if there is more of his type of people out there unsatisfied with their place in life.
Ruth told Glenda that she was going to need her to help find furniture and decorate the new buildings. I told them that the place was ready for us so all we had to do is fill it up.
By seven forty-five everyone in the company was exploring the new office areas. The side on the right as you entered the showroom was going to be all sales. The top floor was mostly open so modern cubicles could be installed. The bottom floor was going to have a very large lunchroom in the back with a cubicle area in the front. Outside sales folks would each have a cubicle assigned to them so they would always have a place to work when they were in the office. Since they were going to be working with the customer service order clerks, I wanted the sales people's office areas mixed in with the clerks.
On the left side of the show room, the front of the first floor was built as an auditorium for training. The plan was for a large screen at the front with a small raised area for instructors to speak from. My thought was this was going to be used for employee meetings and big presentations, as well as teaching.
The rear of the first floor was designed for cubicles for the road technicians and their support staff. This was an area that would grow rapidly.
The second floor on that side was pretty much going to be cubicles for billing, accounts receivable, and any other group that Tiny may need to keep us rolling. We could possibly end up with more accountants, as well as our own legal counsel, if we found we needed one.
The way the big office and the conference room were divided worked out nicely. The big office was still really big while the conference room now took on a more intimate atmosphere. At the end opposite the door, folding doors covered an area that was for a large TV and video screen for presentations both internally and for sales.
There should be enough room for our long-term growth. We could house two hundred more employees easily. I didn't think we would be doing that anytime soon.
The shop was now huge. When you stood up by the front near the showroom door, and looked to the back, the place was huge. The contractor had the place well lit so there were no shadows. He continued the roof with the sky light paneling along two panels over the two departments so when the sun was out, we received natural light as well. The sixty more feet might have been overkill as the place was now really huge.
Abe was excited, saying he had calls out to several people that he would like to come to work with us as both inside re-builder mechanics and outside road technicians. He said he was planning on filling up his work areas by the end of the week as he had a ton of orders to fill. I discussed with him how his road people would now have desk space, and he needed to consider how some inside people could assist his field people. He said he would work on it.
The contractor said that he was going to work on the divider in the shop this morning while a flooring company was installing carpeting throughout the two new areas. He said the telephone guy had pulled cable all weekend and was ready to install phones, as we needed them as well as data terminals. I told the contractor that Tiny and Phil were going to direct that stuff, all I had to do with it was to make it happen.
Debbie was paging me to come to the front, so I walked into the show room meeting a very recognizable Winston Cup driver. He introduced himself and asked me to come out and look at something with him.
The man had driven a pickup with a fancy trailer into the parking lot. He opened the trailer to show me a fancy motorcycle. It didn't have the appeal it should other than you knew it was expensive.
"I want my motorcycle to be something special, can you do that?"
"Let me get the person that will tell you, hang on a second and I'll get her."
I called Shawna and asked her to come to the front parking lot. When she came up, I introduced the driver to her and she didn't really recognize the name, as she wasn't very interested in NASCAR stuff.
She looked at the bike for a while then asked him what he wanted. Do you want to make it look nicer because there were several add-ons that he had that she said detracted from the bikes natural beauty and that the paint job was pretty dull, no pizzazz. He said that the bike ran like shit, the transmission was clunky and he felt for the money he spent the bike should be a rocket and damn near glow in the dark.
Shawna said, "I can make it V-twin fast, but this is a big bike and you're not going to compete with the Ninja's out there, close but you won't win, the bike's too heavy. I can make it run nice, shift smoothly and ride probably a lot better than it does. You didn't by a Harley; you bought a bike built by a company that uses all after market and imitation Harley parts. Like I said, I can make it Harley fast and I sure as hell can improve on how it looks."
"It's not lunchtime yet, but why not take me to lunch in a bit so I can get to know you and build a bike for you. Steve, take him out to the house and show him your bike real quick so he knows what I can do. I have a couple people I have to talk to this morning before I can go to lunch."
"Tell you what Shawna, we'll leave his rig here and I'll take him out to the house. You come out and we'll have lunch out there."
I told Debbie I was leaving for a while then called Sue to have her ask Glenda to fix up some soup and sandwiches for a guest.
We drove the short distance out to the park. As we entered, he asked, "You live in a trailer park?"
"Yep, it's a long story but you'll see, I have it pretty nice."
When I parked next to the patio I think he got the idea that I didn't live in squalor after all. We went to my huge shed and I pushed the shovel out into the light. The muted sunlight, because of the clouds, made the paint sparkle, highlighting the metallic gold and silver figures in the flames.
He looked at the bike for a long time then said, "Oh my goodness, that is one nasty paint job. Actually it's not nasty at all, it's really erotic. Wow! The couples are blended into the flames. I showed him the two helmets and he said that was cool, a gold helmet for the women and a silver one for the guy."
This is an old shovelhead, does it run good? I went into the shop and got the big bike out then wheeled it out. I handed him Sue's other helmet and put one on myself. I told him to be careful as the bike was fast and could get away from him if he cranked it on too fast when we hit the street outside of the park.
I turned on the gas for him and watched to make sure he put it in neutral before hitting the starter. He knew not to instantly rev the bike, to let it oil and warm up before we took off.
The big bike cranked and I put on my helmet then we idled out of the park to the highway. We turned north and thank goodness there was no traffic. I knew what was coming as he twisted the throttle and the bike shot away from me like a rocket. He backed off quickly and I caught up with him to see him looking very sheepishly at me. He was nodding when I told him to hit it a little to see that it was really fast. He went down to second, screamed through third then fourth, before letting up a mile ahead of me already. He let the bike coast while I caught up to him. I gave him the sign that we were going to turn around and we did. We rode sedately back to the house.
After putting the bikes away he asked, "Can she build my bike to go that fast?"
"Much faster, that's only ninety-eight cubic inches. Your motor will build out to a hundred and ten easily without weakening the motor. The way Shawna builds motors you'll have a big rocket that all your friends will envy."
"I can't have a paint job like yours, first my wife would be jealous and second, I couldn't ride it around the tracks. Whatever I have should probably be like Gene's and be race car related."
"Tell Shawna, she comes up with all her ideas. You know that re-doing your bike won't be cheap right?"
"Sure, I'm good for it. I think she should probably stay under thirty though. Think she can fix me up around thirty grand?"
"I think so, I'll make sure she understands not to use to much real gold plating."
We both laughed at that. When we sat on the patio he asked if the fridge was a real beer cooler. I said it was. He asked if he could have a beer. I took a frosted plastic mug from the freezer and drew him a beer.
Glenda brought out some snacks and said that Shawna had called, said she was on her way and that she was bringing Charlie for lunch.
I explained that Charlie was her husband and often worked with her on projects, although she really didn't need him, as she was a licensed master mechanic. I decided to build Shawna up for this guy, "You know she runs the motor shop that is building those hot new motors you're hearing about. Like the one that won yesterday."
"That little redhead?"
"That's her."
About that time, Sue came out to the patio and gave me a hug and a kiss before I had a chance to introduce her to the driver. When I did, he became the typical guy and couldn't find Sue's eyes.
Shawna with Charlie pulled up and came in. Shawna introduced Charlie then we all sat down for lunch. Glenda acted the perfect waitress bringing us out soup then a platter full of sandwiches. The impression at first was that Glenda had made far too many until Joan, Betty, Hanna, and the new design girl came out to eat with us. Sue explained that she ran a fashion catalog business from here and they were in the midst of putting out a second type of catalog.
Glenda was eating with us, so the driver asked her if she were Sue's or my mother. She laughed and said no but she could be as she looks after us all the time. She said she was the first person that I had met when I moved in and we had been close friends since.
Shawna asked the driver a ton of questions. She even had him pull pictures out of his wife and two kids. She asked him to get her all the promo literature about him and his team he could get her so she could come up with a design for him. He was becoming excited with the prospect of having something that he could show off.
After lunch I drove him back to the shop then we unloaded his bike. Shawna fired it up and rode it around to her shop. I walked the man through the shops to the motor shop where he saw we were building four motors at the same time.
"Wow! You really are a builder," the driver exclaimed. "You even have your certificate from NASCAR hanging in here. Were those frames for our cars that were out there? And were those panels for the cars?"
I didn't want to tell him, but the certificate framed on the wall was a copy, not the original.
"Yes, on all counts. We have become a major supplier for Chevy frames and body panels. We are slowly working our way into Dodge and lately Craftsman series pickups. Hopefully we'll begin getting Ford business pretty soon."
"So a real motor shop is going to build me a bike. Let me get out of your hair. You've been very nice showing me around. I'll get you lots of bike business when I show off what you do for me."
I walked him up front where I had Debbie fill out a purchase order form and had him sign it.
The man drove away happy and anxious to have his toy back.
Debbie said that she had received six single motor orders from six different teams. One of them was another Dodge motor. She said she had ordered the factory crate engine already as she knew they were built specifically for NASCAR.
Gene had called, so I called him back to listen to the praise he had received over the bike. When he didn't mention the car that won the race I had to ask, "Is that trike more important than winning the race Sunday?"
He laughed, "No, the race is really why I called in the first place. If my other car had not wrecked, I think we would finished one, two. As it was the wreck darn near made it back up front. I guess he figured your panel shop needed the business."
"NASCAR is in the process of tearing down the engine again to make sure nothing was added to it after the last inspection. Another team challenged us on it. When we get it back, can I bring it over so your folks can redo it for me? I have another of your motors that I'll put in the car for next week. I don't think we'll be torn down again after this week, but you never know."
"You know Steve, I'm sure we'll wear these motors out but you may be putting yourself out of business. Out of four cars we always lose at least one motor. This week we didn't and the drivers all say that the motors felt very strong at the end of the races. If your stuff goes through two races like that, then I'll be real cautious telling everyone about how tough your motors are."
"Thanks Gene, someone's telling folks, as our orders are out of sight. We have even received two Dodge engine orders and have Dodge sending the crates right now. It's all you, Gene, thanks."
I told him about the driver who had visited with his bike and he said he sort of knew the guy would come around, as his bike was so unspectacular. Gene said more would come, just wait.
Tiny and Phil had been constantly looking into my office the whole time I was on the phone with Gene. As soon as I was off the phone, Phil came in with a CD and told me to put it in my PC.
A movie started that said S&S Enterprises presents, then a picture of the big truck comes on sitting right in front of the big S&S logo on the shop floor. The guy had done something to completely wash out the background. Instead of the shop, the background was a solid blue background. The video guy had walked completely around the truck so the viewer was able to see the entire truck.
An announcer was giving information about the equipment stored on the truck and said to watch how easy it was to set up in the field.
The scene changed to see me, then Sue, get out of the truck and begin opening the table. As soon as that was set up, we erected the big awning. The film didn't show us removing every item, but was kind of a time lapse till you really had an idea of what was in the truck.
Again throughout the set up the announcer was constantly naming pieces of equipment that was provided on the truck.
The last scene was film from the TV station from the courthouse. When the scene came close to what was on the newspaper photo, the picture changed to the photo and remained there until the announcer invited the viewer to call an eight hundred number to order one of the complete packages. The picture changed to the S&S Enterprises logo with the telephone number.
I was impressed. Phil said that we had a thousand CD's and another two hundred videotapes. He felt like the salesmen and field technicians would really do a great job with the package.
All I could think of was I needed someone to put these things together on a permanent basis. Hank wasn't going to be able to keep up and paint at the same time.
Phil was making arrangements for the folks who already bought a truck to fly in so they could drive their truck home. One company wanted the truck delivered so we shipped it on a flatbed with some rebuild items going that way.
I made a pass through all the shops to see what was going on. The new divider was complete with a twelve-foot break now in the middle for easier access with a forklift or hand truck between areas. Abe's shop now had benches on both sides of the new area ready for the new men he was interviewing. He was really amazing for someone who had retired and had begun a second career. He really was too young to retire, as he wasn't old enough to receive Social Security yet, so this should help him in a long run.
Tom was testing six guys with the anticipation of hiring four of them now. He had already ordered the extra welding units, safety gear, and tools. I think for Tom and Al, they needed to hire sufficient help that all they were going to be able to do is check work and order supplies. If they kept up with their men, and made sure we were one hundred percent on quality, then their wages would be covered.
Shawna had a new team that had been recommended by Carl and Kurt. Apparently they were a couple similar to Carl and Kurt and had been discriminated against pretty harshly during some of their past employment.
The new guys were laughing at Shawna, Sandy, and Mandy as the three girls said they thought they were better able make guys happy than the guys could. When I came in the two new very effeminate guys blushed, being caught talking about stuff like that at work. I told them that they could talk about anything they wanted as long as they didn't offend anyone working with or around them. There was another rule that I felt was very important. Absolutely no hitting on others of either sex while at work. Talk to prospective fun partners after work, outside the building.
I joked with Sandy and Mandy that they needed to find a couple more female technicians for builders because they were now outnumbered in the shop. They nodded at me, then Sandy asked, "Would you have a problem with a couple of real dykes. We know of a couple of real butchy girls that are great mechanics. They would be great for a shop like this, other than they are a little aggressive toward women sometime."
"If they abide by the same rules that I've made for everyone, they can try to seduce anyone they want, just not here during working hours," I told her very emphatically."
"We'll give them a call this evening, and see what they think. Mandy has a father-son team she wants us to talk to, as well as a couple of deaf guys that might want to come too. That would fill us up. Just think of all of us pumping out eight motors a day most of the time."
Shawna had the driver's bike torn down already with the motor and transmission on her bench. She said she was going to totally strip the bike so she could repaint the frame to give it some character. She said she had some ideas and would just let them gel a few days before she began giving the bike some character.
Folks were beginning to clean up. The new men in the motor department were at first reluctant to make everything straight and spotless before going home, saying they would lose time this evening and in the morning. Shawna told them that I was a stickler on making the shop perfectly clean every night because it was nice to come to work in the morning to a shiny shop.
Up front, Debbie said we had a pretty decent day with orders but it seemed that the field techs had created the most business for us with the race car support group. The techs were calling on businesses that had some kind of race car and were promoting our frame and engine building group. She was amazed that a little shop would pay so much for an engine just to race with. She also said we were going to have to dedicate a guy almost exclusively to build open wheel frames for sprint and outlaw cars.
Tiny had added on to our product line by adding a couple of manufacturers that sold all of the steering, suspension, and brake components along with seats, safety harness, and gauging equipment. He said that with the extra catalogs, a guy could order everything from us to build a complete car. I didn't know how well the accessories would sell but it was worth a try.
Phil had added other body shop equipment to our line-up, including lifts and racks. He said the Snap-On guy was working with him to help develop a full line of equipment for that segment of our business.
Phil said he was also getting close to selling a very large order of fixed backup generators for use in the United States. He had picked up two more lines of equipment to sell and was working out factory support for the new lines.
Phil also said his girls had been busy mailing out over five hundred of the new welding movies. I would have thought it overkill but the five hundred were going out U.S. wide, not just within our territory. Phil felt like he had a good chance to sell the trucks way out west because we offered free delivery. He and Tiny had put various ads in several trade magazines to begin covering the other areas we wanted to sell in. Tiny said he had ordered a boom truck for us to use as a demo and for another video.
Debbie had her desk and my desk neatly arranged for the next day. She had taken to heart that I wanted everyone in the company to leave the place looking nice so we would be happy to come to work in the morning.
At home on the patio, everyone was enjoying something to drink while watching the rain again. The girls clustered talking girl stuff while the guys did the same. Some couples like Martin and Glenda were almost always together on the glider and Phil and Judy at the bar with Tiny and Ruth. They had their drinks and watched the evening news and financial reports.
I enjoyed spending time with Hank, Charlie, and Jim, bullshitting about bikes and their day. Tom and Al joined us often although they were not interested in motorcycles. The latest was Hank's plan to redo his bike soon. He figured that with their two salaries being doubled for a month, they could put aside a few thousand to build his bike into something nice.
Tonight was Sue's turn for supper and she wanted steak so she had gone to a local shop that sold entire slabs of meat then cut it to order. She bought big slabs that were cut up for New York strips. She had already doctored them up with the seasoning I liked and had them soaking with Worcestershire sauce. Getting twenty steaks cooked to everyone's desires was a trick. The steaks were big enough and good enough that if I was off a little, no one complained. I'm sure that baking twenty potatoes was a trick too.
After supper, a couple of card games began, a couple of chess games appeared, while some watched TV, and some of us played pool. Martin was a good pool player taking on most of the others. My time on the oil platforms had made me pretty good so Martin and I had some excellent matches.
Around nine to nine-thirty folks wandered off to their homes, leaving Sue and me, with Sandy and Mandy, kicking back at the bar watching TV. When Sue asked them if they wanted to stay over they jumped on Sue giving her hugs and kisses. Sue told the girls to go lock up their trailer and bring a robe or something for in the morning.
While they were gone, I asked Sue if she thought the girls might be getting too close to us. She said they couldn't get too close to us. If she had her druthers they would just move in. She didn't know why but really enjoyed having them underfoot. She hugged me and with a kiss saying, "And under you."
We went to bed early after all of us showering. I was the dedicated wash person giving each a shampoo and a gentle body wash. By the time I finished the last person who happened to be Sandy, the hot water was running out. I rushed through washing, then the girls took turns brushing out each other's and my hair.
I have a very sensitive nose. Sue has a distinctive delicious smell to me that sends me to zombie land whenever she's radiating. The other two girls have a decent scent as well, but not anything like Sue's. If I do a good job on Sue, she will squirt her juices, covering my face while the other girls get wet, but they don't dump juices like Sue does.
Eating pussy is one of my favorites, playing with breasts is right up there too, especially with Sue's big breasts and long nipples. I like to fuck like all men like to fuck, but I would prefer a slow pace to being a rabbit and thumping a girl into the mattress.
I like to feel a wet clutching pussy slide slowly against the sensitive head of my dick and the shaft. When a woman begins to come, the quivering and clutching can only be felt if you're slowly sliding in and out. Often times the slowness extends their orgasms till they beg you to come. The best part is that I can last almost indefinitely if I can set the slow, deep, pace. If I'm slow, when my long dick bottoms out, it teases inside the pussy instead of hurting the receiver. I like that a hell of lot more than banging away trying to get off.
Sue wanted to be made love to by all of us first. I think that's why she likes the girls so much as she loves three mouths doing everything to her at once. She received all of the kisses she could stand. She was kissed, licked and pussy sucked till she was near nirvana before anyone had even touched her breasts. Then with me slowly sliding in and out of her sharing kisses flavored by her delicious pussy while the two girls sucked on a nipple, she came and came until she became almost catatonic. Her pussy clutching and the girls touching convinced my balls to place a giant load where it would do the most good.
As Sue recovered, both girls were kissing and sucking me back up, getting me ready for them. Sandy dove into Sue's pussy to lick and suck her to another quick orgasm then turned to Mandy to let her taste the combined juices from Sue's flavor added vessel.
Mandy received all of my attention until she was pulling me by my hair to get me up and get inside her. She wanted fast but I wanted slowly so I began slow and let nature speed us up. Mandy came and came until she finally begged me to stop. Sandy rolled me off Mandy and climbed aboard sinking down on me till my dick was firm against the bottom of her pussy, her cervix.
She did me the way I love it. She slowly rode up and down on me until she would squeak then gush juice. She kept this up as Mandy and Sue were in a sixty-nine next to us. When Sue and Mandy began devoting all their attention to stimulating her as she rode me Sandy tripped off into a nerve clattering, tingling and quivering orgasm. Sue was squeezing my balls while Sandy was speeding up so my juices were soon squirting into one of our dear friends.
Sue and I kissed and were lovingly kissed by our two ladies until we drifted off to sleep cuddling together, Sue and I facing each other with a girl spooning each of us.