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Gordon, I think we need to clean up first.
We are a bit of a bloody mess with cum dripping down. I don't guess there are any towels here, so I take a clean handkerchief from my back pocket and hand it to Eve. She takes it and leans in for a peck on my cheek before slipping into a CR a few meters from our office door.
She returns a few minutes later with her clothing in far less disarray. The handkerchief has been rinsed and she has wrung it out. Eve cleans me up, playing with my member, giggling a bit in the process, as her actions elicit some moans from me.
I hitch my pants up and get myself straightened out, as Eve sets herself up at a desk, and grasps a notepad up. OK. Gordon, oh, ummm, Sir, what do we do?
Gordon is OK, Eve.
No. I will call you Gordon when I am your mistress. I will call you Sir, as your assistant.
Good luck with that! Well, as to what's next, I am going to call some folks in the States. You should take notes. I will set up a speaker phone so you can hear both sides of the conversations.
I didn't figure that Bayan Na had speaker phones, so I brought one from the house that I have had for a long time. It's a simple and cheap vtech unit. Oh, sure we had an expensive Polycomm unit at the company where I had worked but, the vtech works fine for me. It only takes a few minutes before I have it working. The numbers I need are in the laptop I brought with me but, they are also in my cellphone. As I am not to referencing any documents, the laptop is not needed. So I open the phone's contact list and dial a New York number. It's 10:15AM there now. This guy has his office on Long Island. I had worked with him for years but, I have been gone for a while. I wonder if he will still be there.
I punch in his DID and within seconds hear, Jack Wilson, how can I help you?
Hey, Jack! This is Gordon Jameson. How are you?
Gordo! What the... Hey, what's this 63 about? I glance over at Eve and she looks bewildered.
It's the Philippines. Look, I need your assistance. Who do you guys have handling this territory?
What? You mean the Philippines?
Yes.
Huh. Just a sec. Let me see what our wonderful software will tell me. … While I am looking, Gordo, is this a short time thing – the Philippines? You coming back?
It's permanent. When you find the person who has this territory, can you lie a little and say I am a nice guy?
So, I have lost you? Man, I am sorry to hear that. But, hey, that will be no small lie. It will be a venial sin! I am not sure I can go that far for you. Damn, I wish you were still active with me. Tell me, how's Jana? Did you sell your place in Northbrook?
I see you opened up my contact screen. Jana is fine and hopefully sleeping. I am glad to be done with Illinois weather. We sold the place. As to business, what can I say, I am sure the new guy over at the shop is OK.
No comment, buddy. Say... I don't see anything for the Philippines. Let me put you on hold a sec. And we hear music.
Sir, why he ask you about 63?
When a call comes to him via his DID, his direct inward dialing number, he gets a screen pop at his computer. It tells him which of his customers are calling. It prompts him about issues related to that customer and all sorts of other details: Names of kids, spouse's name, location, how much sales revenue the customer represents. But when I called, there was no link to his customer contact database. All he saw was this phone number preceded by the country code.
Teaching someone, Gordo? I had not noticed that the music had stopped.
I was explaining to my new assistant how things are done with the memory impaired sales reps at your company. They don't have that type of technology here and I don't think I have even seen a PRI T1 or DID since I got here.
Nice, Gordo, nice. Man you sure have dropped off of the known universe. No DID? What do they use, soup cans and string? Look, I just spoke with the VP of Sales Development. He's got a guy in Asia, who I am told is probably sound asleep, and they have installs in Japan, South Korea and China. But nothing in the Philippines. Plus he says that significant customization needs to be made for your market. I figured he was going to blow it off but, I told him it was you who was asking. So he has a question for you. What are you trying to do?
I spend the next thirty minutes going over where the company is now, where other operations are as well, where I want to take the company and the steps I need to take in order to get there. I can see Eve. She is quietly freaking out. She is writing but, her eyes are huge and she keeps looking at me as if I have grown a tail and breathe fire. When I get done, Jack asks for another break. He says this one will take a bit, can I hold on? Yes. The call is expensive, and I could have tried Skype or some IP phone. But the delays can be a real problem with a serious call like this. It's an investment. At least as I spend Jonathan's money, that's how I see it. There is music again. I mute the phone. I think Eve is shaking. I tell her that I will explain everything once we get off the line with Jack. She nods. I hit the mute button again to release it.
Eventually Jack returns. Gordo, Sales has more questions. Are you willing to help the development? We also want to know if you are an employee of the company you are calling about? Will the company really see this through?
Yes, Jack, we can team on the development for the cost of the code. You end up owning it and we get royalty use without payment. No, I am not an employee. I am independent. And yes, the company will see it through.
Gordo, we are going to have to do a meeting on this later today. I think we will have something to tell you tomorrow. What time is it there?
It's 10:30PM.
Can I reach you at this number tomorrow?
Yes.
Same time as today?
Yes, that works.
Have an email address I can use?
I give it to him.
OK, catcha later.
And dialtone follows. I tapped the button on the speakerphone to disconnect, looking over at Eve. The girl is close to tears. Sir, this is real? Such things are possible?
Yes.
You have seen them done?
Eve, I did them. All of them. And my company was not alone. Many other companies do it too.
OMG! You know, if you do this, Bayan Na and the parent company will control everything here.
No, they won't. But they will have a far bigger market share and it will assist the related family businesses at the same time. It will raise the salaries of some. Others will have to go but, in the end, there will be more employees only because the business will be bigger.
Yes, far bigger. You really believe we can do this here in the Philippines?
Yes, why not? It is not a question of intelligence. There are plenty of smart people here. Everything else is just a matter of executing a plan.
I think this is very scary. But I am glad I am your mistress.
Why?
Never, in my life, do I think anything like this will ever happen. Now, I not only can see it but, I will help make it happen. You make me very special. Sir, why he ask you if you employee here?
From what Jack said, they have no personnel in the Philippines. He is fishing to find out if I can be their local representative.
You will do that?
No, I will stay independent of them.
Why, will they not give you enough money? I am told, you are not being paid here.
Oh, there might be some good money in it but, I would have to lie for them when needed. I prefer to stay separate of them. I can provide outside consulting for such a product.
But how you are paid then?
Oh, Eve, there are ways. It may not be a salary but, I get compensated.
I am not sure I understand. ... Sir, we done for tonight?
No, we have other companies to contact. All of them are in California. So we will have to wait a bit before calling them. It's too early.
So we have some time?
Yes. Why?
Eve doesn't say a word. Instead she closes the gap between us, puts her arms around my neck. She pecks at my forehead, my cheeks, my ears, and then closes in on my lips. It is evident she is looking for a second act. But I am sixty-six and second acts are not in my playbook. I put her on the edge of her chair and slowly drop to my knees. She might have not really gotten into it the first time but, maybe, the second time, my tongue can induce some good feelings. I pull her panties off her, spread her legs and attend to business.
This time, Eve is welcoming my invading tongue as it dances around her clit. I play with her, licking, poking with the tongue, flicking, sucking. Eve is getting off and I am not interested in quitting. I might not be hard at the moment but, I can please this girl and I intend to do just that.
Do I feel guilty about Jana? No, not a bit. I love Jana. She is my forever wife and there is no way in the world that will ever change. She is my partner and my anchor. Eve is an ego boost, a diversion, an enjoyment. No man in his sixties should ever consider that a young beautiful twenty-year-old would desire him, and yet here it is and I am not turning her away. Still her professed desire, of forever, is silly. I am the flavor of the month. She will soon tire of me and find someone more her age.
In the meantime, I am enjoying this young beauty. Her legs wrap around my head. Her heels beating a tattoo on my back. Her sweet small ass is in my hands. Her legs clamp tight, squeezing my ears and then a scream that might be of concern if it were not for the hollow-block concrete walls surrounding us.
Gordon, how you do that to me? I think I will die! Truly! I yours now for real. Not for job. No, for real. OK, I know now. Yes, I know. This is what I want.
I see. Well, Eve, if you are mine, will you do me, like I did you?
How you mean? I do it.
Take my penis in your mouth.
Really. This is done?
Here I will show you. I open up my laptop and turn it on, slowly and gently fingering Eve's cunt with a finger as I kiss her neck and wait for my notebook to finish booting up. Once the unit has waited at the login prompt long enough, I disengage from Eve, log in to the laptop and open up a tor browser. I type 'fellatio video.' In seconds I am able to click on any number of examples. I choose one, only to watch Eve watch in stunned silence. After about fifteen seconds, I stop, close the browser and ask, Will you do this?
Of course, yes. I do what you want. Stuff come out of you, like when you inside me?
I don't think so this time but, yes it is possible.
What I do if it happens.
Swallow.
Really?
Yes, Eve, really.
OK, I do it.
I stand up and drop my pants. Eve squats down and starts sucking. I give her some pointers but, she is doing OK with my soft member. She is giggling about how soft it is, until, oh hell, it starts to stiffen up. I don't think I will cum but, she is getting me hard. The giggling stops and a mummm nice replaces it. I start fucking her head as I grow a little longer and a little harder. Eve starts to gag. Rather than teach her anything, I pull her up, bend her over the desk, and enter her cunt from behind. I am nowhere close to cumming but, I am hard and I pound her. She is hissing, yesss, yessss. Oh yes... She starts moaning, almost crying. I continue to run my cock into her young cunt. Her cunt tightens and she squeals, I don't stop. She is moaning anew. She is gasping for air and cumming again. My cock is bathed in her vaginal secretions, she moans, I can't oh, no more, I can't, as she cums yet again. I pull out. I am slick with her juices and hard as I can be. Her ass is also slick with her own fluids. Her legs are still spread and her ass exposed to me. I put my member on her rosebud. She is relaxed and panting gently. I push my cock into her ass. What?! What you doing? Oh MY GOD!
I finger her clit gently and pound away on her ass insistently. She is gasping, groaning and then praised be the saints, she is cumming, screaming, OH YES YES YES! I YOURS YOURS YOURS!!!
And I cum, deep, in her ass.
The handkerchief routine is repeated but, this time when Eve goes to sit down, it is a bit gingerly. What you do to me, Gordon? That not normal, I think.
Oh don't complain. You liked it.
OK, yes. So now what we do. I am truly yours. We need a place for me to stay. Not with my Tita.
Why?
Tita will know. I not able to hide this. Besides, maybe I get pregnant. We not use a condom.
Wow, OK I am stupid. My wife doesn't need to take birth control pills. I forgot I needed a condom. I was only thinking that a virgin would not have any diseases. Yes, what happens if Eve gets pregnant? Maybe I can send her for an IUD? Hummm, maybe not at this moment but, later tonight, we need to have that conversation.
No, she wants to talk about this now. You want me to have your baby?
Eve, that would be very nice but, it would create a real problem with you learning all you need to learn to do what we plan to do.
So you do not want me to have your baby?
Well, not right now. We can talk about having children, once this is over? OK?
Yes, that is a good plan. I agree. We will wait until then. Gordon, I think we need a couch in here.
Yes. I asked for a cot but, a couch will be nice.
Eve and I kiss and hold each other for the better part of an hour, just getting emotionally closer, something I am already beginning to regret as I put one foot in front of another. But now it is time to make those calls to California. These calls will be more formal as they are not with people with whom I have a long close connection. With some I will call, we have met at meetings during acquisitions of other companies and conventions. That's all. But with others it will be a cold call.
I dial the first number I have and a voice responds much as I remember her. I had fantasized about this woman many a night. Maybe her beauty helped her win clients. While her beauty is undeniable, it is not how I choose vendors. So while the old twinges surface, such is meaningless to the task at hand.
Hi, this is Cynthia, how may I help you?
Cynthia, this is Gordon Jameson, how are you?
Gordon! Wow. I'm great, thanks! What can I do for you and please, please don't tell me you are calling because I have lost yet another account to an acquisition and you are delivering the bad news. If so, give me a moment to go find a Valium. And where in God's name are you calling from. My screen has a map of the Philippines. Really?
Relax, Cynthia. It's nothing so dire. Yes, I am calling from the Philippines. That's where I am living.
What'cha do? Divorce your wife and head east to find a young bride?
Oh, Cynthia, you are such a cynic. No, I am a happily married man of ten years. My wife is a native Filipina and we decided to move here as I chose semi-retirement.
Ah! Semi? So what's the business? Do I have an opportunity here?
I doubt it's an opportunity for you. It might be for your company. Do you have a sales rep who covers this territory?
Nope! See, maybe I have an opportunity.
How can you be so sure that you don't?
See, handsome, you never used our software. If I had a rep in your area, a screen pop of the rep would have come up along with your info, side by side. If the rep had any contact with you, I would see the notes. No hiding with our code! As it is, the rep screen pop says, 'unassigned.' That normally means any of us can have it, based on opportunity.
Uh-uh. I had to stay up past midnight to speak with you today and come standard time, I would have to wait until 1AM. I need someone I can talk with at more human hours, darling.
That's not a problem. If it is 12:30AM there now and 9:30AM here that means I can catch you at the end of my day each day.
And I have to wait 48 hours for each and every resolution. I find out about something at 11AM and send you a note. You see it when you get in the next morning but need more info from me. You get it that night and only then can your folks even start working on it.
Gordon, dear, if you have a local rep, you would have essentially the same problem. She would have to work with us here and the same time constraints operate. See, I'm your gal.
Oh Cynthia, as much as it would be fun if you really were my gal, you are probably happily married, living in San Jose and this is about software, only. So yes, you might be my rep. The next question is, can your software work in this environment?
For the record, handsome, I'm available. OK, what's up and what are you trying to do?
And so for the next thirty plus minutes Cynthia and I map out all that is needed and some of the hurdles I am sure we will have to work through. Cynthia may be a flirt on the surface but, get down to brass tacks and she is at the top of her game. I have worked with Jack for a long time and know him pretty well but, in some ways, Cynthia seems to be leaps and bounds beyond Jack on the 'getting a clue' measuring stick. When we come to wrapping up this part of the conversation, Cynthia seems to be echoing my own feelings. Oh, Gordon. I am not sure those on the sixth floor will sign on to this but, Goddamn, I really want to work with you. This is exciting and honestly, not every opportunity has me jazzed like this has. Look, I have to walk this through a number of groups. I am not sure I even know how we will want to structure it. What did Jack offer you?
Cynthia, I thought you didn't get a screen pop on me!
Come on, Gordon, as soon as I knew it was you, I pulled up our file on you. You have been married to Jack Wilson at that crappy Long Island outfit for years. According to my screens, they aren't in the Philippines. So you had a call with him, before you called me. He will have to check with his controllers before they cut a deal with you. So in the meantime, you called me to see if I am already in the Philippines. Right?
OK, Yes. Damn Cynthia, do you know how sexy it is when you see right through me?
Ha! You can't pull that on me. If sexy would have worked with you, I would have reeled you in years ago. So what are they offering, assuming they can do it?
A development deal. We do some heavy lifting. The company here gets use of the code without royalty payment for a specific period of time. They wanted to see if they could turn me, since I am not on staff here.
But you took a pass on that?
Yes.
Good, I love you even more. Let me see if I can match or better their offer. I can control the territory there and refer all outside consulting and installation support to you as an independent. You can be straight with your customers. I can work with you and make sure our side steps up. Give me an email address and I will shoot the results of the meetings with the pooh-bahs as soon as I get the word.
I give Cynthia an address before hanging up.
Eve stops me from dialing. Gordon, did she say that if she gets this for you that you will be a private consultant for her company. She will send you all her Philippine business to you but, you can charge customers separately?
Yes.
How much money is that worth?
Many, many millions of pesos.
Eve shakes her head in amazement.
The next call results in talking to a person I have never met. My contact there has moved on. The rep I talk to does seem to have access to a contact sheet on me. That is a little humorous as are a few questions that follow.
So it says that I should call you Gordon or Mr. Jameson but never Gordo. It says that Jack Wilson of that cesspool outfit, on Long Island, calls you that just to tick you off but, that you stay with him. I am not sure I understand.
Your information is correct.
So how should I address you?
Just what it says.
OK, Gordo, what's shaking?
Oh, good grief. OK...
We go through the thirty minute liturgy, following which I am told once again that someone will get back to me. It becomes clear that no one has any involvement in the Philippines and all reps are willing to consider using Bayan Na and me to rectify that but that they are reps only. The decisions will be made in other offices. We will see how it all shakes out.
We have to make some calls to equipment vendors for RFID tags and readers. I also want related technology and need current pricing sheets, and their local vendors. The issue of local vendors keeps on being a messy issue. I get some Asian contacts but nothing worth a damn in the Philippines.
By tomorrow, each of the software companies may decide, in retrospect, they don't want to move forward, or all three may want to play. I have no idea if we will have any plan to carry out should they all end up saying 'no.' All I can do is hope that one will say yes.
It is 3AM before I am done with all the calls. We have put in a good seven hours of work, and play, in the middle of the night. I am exhausted. Eve looks pretty well done-in too. I pull her in for a real kiss, hold her close for a little while before whispering in her ear to go home, sleep as long as she can, and be ready for another late night, just as long as this night has been.
She whispers back that she wants me to take her to my home but, we both know, that can't happen.
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I get back to my home a bit after 3:30AM. Jana is sound asleep as my newly showered body crawls into our bed.
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