EDGEWATER DR by Mike Austin
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XXIV.
Monday morning got off to a bang with Jack in the kitchen, entertaining Linda and comparing recipes, when Joyce and I came down, intrigued by all the chatter from the kitchen at this early hour. "Well I say you need to use water and not milk for the best scrambled eggs" proclaims Linda. "Oh not so deary, milk or cream is better" challenges Jack. They both stop their assaults as we enter and Joyce declares, "call a truce, my head is pounding and you two aren't helping it any". They both giggle at her and Linda makes mock head rubs on her best friend's forehead and murmurs, "does your wittle head hurt, BAAAD" and gets her hand swatter away? I needed my coffee too, but sure didn't want to enter the fray, so slipped behind Jack to the pot and poured two mugs, for me and Joyce, then made my way to the opposite end of the bar. "Glad I have to go to work and get to escape this mayhem" I share aloud and Joyce responds, "need a helper today"? We all laughed and Jack hugs Linda and gives face kisses to each cheek then resumes making the eggs; his way. "I've got Toast duty", Linda announces, reaching in the refrigerator for the butter and preserves. Joyce sits at the bar next to me, head hung down and shaking it in her hands, then asks, "is it always crazy like this for breakfast, back home................." stopping mid sentence then wells up and I gave her a hug? Lina is already dressed in slacks and a golf shirt, Jack's in his running shorts, a T and flip flops, Joyce is still in pajamas and I'm in camo shorts and T. "Wonder how Ben is this morning" asks Joyce, then goes on, "sure hope he's not off on a drinking binge"? "He was pretty hammered" Jack acknowledges. "I'm sure he'll be fine today" I offer, giving my nephew the benefit of the doubt.
My cell rings, it's Ben, announces he's not making it home for breakfast and is at a little place downtown he found called the U&I. My mind froze. I wondered if he was alone, with the guys, or................. ? "No problem will see you at work" I respond and beg off to go dress and climb the stairs to begin the day. Jack was the ladies concierge guy today even though he had a full morning with the event crew making their demo and pick up schedule. When he got breakfast ready he offered to serve it on the new patio or inside, both ladies opted for indoors and they did a fix-your-own-plate effort.
They were still eating when I returned, gave Linda and Joyce hugs, Jack a salute and mouthed "thanks", crawled in the Explorer and headed out. David was pulling out as well and we shared waves then sped away. On the way, I wondered again about Ben and the U&I. We arrived at the parking lot about the same time but it appeared he was turning in from a different street, the side street vs the one he should have been on coming from town. We walked to the lobby door and I began "get lost coming from town there boy"? "Nope" his single reply then smiled. I spoke to Miguel about his weekend and about a supply delivery to look for, as Ben took the elevator. The delivery was expected about midday and I needed Miguel to be available about then, but that I'd let him know if they were to be delayed any. A few other tenants were coming in the building and I spoke with each, then called the elevator and rode up in silence. Ben brought a cup of coffee in for me and messages from the desk, one of which was the tenant from Friday asking for a follow-on meeting today. I handed it to Ben, asked that he set it up and shuffled through the other messages to prioritize their call returns. My display flickered awake and found my email box very full and set about reading and responding for about ½ hour. Ben called me to advise the tenant meeting was set for 11 if that worked for me? I agreed and resumed my email battle. I was curious as hell about Jack and the girls and about 10 called Jack to ask how things were going? He indicated all ok and the event crew was just about ready to leave and needed to sign off on their paperwork so he had to go. Before he could hangup, Joyce was calling me and wanted me to know how much they were enjoying themselves and had planned a swim and asked about lunch today? I had to decline but asked about dining out tonight and she said they'd talk it over and let me know. I knew Linda would con Jack into showing off his fine form and get in some swim time and hoped that Joyce would be the adult in the bunch and keep them apart. I anticipated the tenant meeting would be short. Either they would be staying or leave. If they were staying we'd recap the terms of their renewal and if leaving, would accept their written notice, and thank them for their long tenancy and wish them well. They were staying. I invited Ben to lunch. We ate at the Bar B Q Man Restaurant with lots of beef both on the menu and in the dining room. "So how did you discover the U&I there Benny boy" I queried. He was reluctant to answer and just shared, well I got hungry late Sunday and found it open and room service and the café at the hotel were closed so I sorta found this place; have you ever been there Brad"? I continued eating and added " and did you eat alone"? Ben blushed red, smirked and shook his head no. I leaned forward and went on "did you pick up a trick Sunday on Shoreline"? Brad gulped and blushed a deeper red, but nodded yes. "You little fucker you" I replied and then, "you know you have to tell me all don't you, but not here and NOT when your aunt is in earshot either". The drive back to the office began with his time with Bob and Joe and ended at the office parking lot damnit. "To be continued" I closed as we entered the lobby and rode the elevator to the office. The Bar B Q menu was always a treat and you got plenty of meat and sides but now I needed a nap I chuckled. The afternoon raced by after finishing all my calls and lining up my day for Tuesday after the morning breakfast buffet service for the homeless shelter. I wondered if Joyce and/or Linda might be interested in joining me for that service work Tuesday and would be sure to ask. I called Jack and inquired about supper and if he and the ladies might like a dinner out? He deferred to them and I followed with Joyce about supper and the breakfast idea but advised that she and Linda had chosen to either cook for us or we could order in or do take-out and asked how Ben was feeling.
By the time I got home and changed, Jack and the gals had decided on Chinese take out. Ben pulled in. I pulled up the Dao Asian Café menu and we made our selections, got the time estimate and took Jack to go get the meal while Ben and the gals got the table service set up. I was so relieved to enjoy his company, even if it was the short ride to and from the restaurant. I immediately launched into Ben's meal at the U&I and details to follow. We laughed and I held his hand; he squeezed mine back. The Explorer looked like we were feeding the Chinese Army or the NAS base with so many bags and boxes of food in the back end. Once home, we got everything set out, and the food fest began. I asked Joyce about the breakfast service and she was delighted to join me, though Linda declined. I gave her the morning schedule and that I'd bring her back after breakfast. Jack would be busy working with Jesus' crew, as he got the landscaping project re-engaged. Ben would be at work. Another day without Jack's cock I reflected. Weds the gals would take the limo back home so I made it clear we were eating out Tuesday night and all agreed. The usual post Chinese need for a nap, followed by a need to eat again in two hours, ensued and by 9pm we were all back at the Dao leftover food trays taking snacks before bed. Ben said his goodnights and headed back to the Omni. I wondered if he'd need dessert at the U&I? It had been a full day and Tuesday would be an early one so I needed a deep sleep and got it. I admit to having a J/O session about Jack and his great phallus down my throat, as I grabbed my balls down with my left hand and came handfuls in my right, before turning in. The longer than usual session was enforced by the silence of nearby guests.
Tuesday seemed brighter than normal, when I realized the absence of shades on the windows of the office. Again Linda and Jack were downstairs. Joyce joined me; we had time for quick coffees with the other two and left for the breakfast service. We made small talk on the drive, arrived, got our aprons, served a larger group than usual, and drove her back home. She made a special point of thanking me and corrected herself "yall" for all we'd done and for the escape weekend and hoped to do it again and next time, again she used the plural, "Yall" come to the ranch instead. I nodded agreement, smiled and gave her hand a squeeze. I had no time and dropped her off to let her rejoin Jack and Linda inside, then headed for the office. Jesus phoned me asking if I knew where Jack was, that they'd been working for about 2 hours but "no Senor Jack". My mind froze, LINDA..........................................I wanted to go back, but thought I didn't want to know either.
Their image numbed my brain and the next thing I saw and heard were the flashing lights and motorcycle siren behind me. WTF now, I posed. "License, registration and insurance Sir" the motorcycle cop required from behind his mirrored aviator glasses. "Officer I'm sorry" as I reached for the requested items, handing them to him, I went on "was I speeding or...." As he cut me off "ran that red light sir" he closed and returned to his motorcycle to run my records. Holy Fuck I said aloud. In a few moments he returned, ticket book in hand, scribbling, "here's your license, insurance and registration Sir, please sign here for your ticket and Sir, you need to watch the speed, traffic signs and lights, and don't be in such a hurry; have a good day". As I was getting my well-earned lecture, I couldn't resist cruising his crotch in those baggy motorcop uniform pants. Composed again, I resumed my drive to work. By the time I got to work, my frenzy had eased; my balls ached for the motorcycle cop and my interest in Ben's events as well as Jack flooded my mind all over again. I had to get it back together. How could they have done that to me I almost said aloud; then, Jack, why; again almost out loud? Should I raise the issues or call Joyce and ask, did I want them to fess up, would they admit to it? All disturbing questions and concerns, but I knew going into this with him that he was a guy and guys, especially bi guy studs/TRADE like Jack will stray to get off, no matter what plusses are on the books. Could I be civil to Linda??? My brain was freezing and fixated.
The rest of the day dragged on. I'd made dinner reservations at the Republic of Texas Grill atop the Omni, overlooking the bay, etc. I was disheartened but needed to grow up and face some facts. The meal and views would be excellent and tomorrow they'd leave and things could resume and I'd have my Jack back. WTF, I sounded more and more like a jealous queen.......................
I picked up the gals and Jack and we headed for the Omni were Ben had his room. We took the elevator to the 20th floor, met Ben and the maître d seated us. Our server took our bar orders, returned and got our appetizer and entrée orders and we began some small talk about the day. I took extras care to NOT inquire about Jack's day, the progress or what Linda had done while Joyce and I were away ro what they'd done after her return. Ben begged off dessert and after dinner drinks claiming he'd had enough partying all weekend and left for his room. Before leaving, I explained I wanted to give Ben a final check for the night as he was looking a bit green at the gills and left our party on the down elevator, as they continued heading to the lobby. I walked to knock on his door but found it not fully closed and stepped in.
Ben was on all 4s and Leroy was dog-fucking pounded his fine ass. Ben almost screamed from the shock of my walking in, Leroy kept pounding away and gave me a Thumbs Up asking if I knew this "little piece of tail". "Uh yeah, he's my nephew" I announced. Leroy sensing some propriety here stopped, pulled his heavy black cock that I knew so well, stroked some and asked, "you wan summa dis dick too or jus Conversation"? Ben spun over, looked at me, "you know Leroy ......................too" asking in disbelief? "Yes Ben I know Leroy too" I announced matter of factly. "Was he the U&I guest the other night" I posed. Leroy spoke, "yeah we ate there after I hit summa dis earlier" reaching for Ben's ass. "You sure you don wanna get some, plenty for you two krackers ya know, N YOU KNOW how much I cum Mr Mr", speaking straight to me? "I need to get downstairs to take everyone home, I just came to check on you Ben and looks like I didn't need to be so worried; see you at work tomorrow" and I left. The elevator ride downstairs suddenly made me chuckle. What a day, what a sense of odd events, how the fuck did Ben and Leroy meet? All details after the gals got GONE Wednesday I thought.