EDGEWATER DR by Mike Austin
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XXVII.
The guys were up early and I had to drag myself out of bed. I knew they were excited about getting their new spaces set-up and the new furniture, art and lighting as well as Ben's declaration of independence so to speak, but also knew that I had to dress and get out to meet Gregorio for his visit and massage and couldn't determine what his point was or why he was trying to discount services to loyal customers and feared he had run afoul of some inspection agency or something similar that was costly. I was eager to see him regardless. Jack assembled a go mug of coffee for me, knowing I likely didn't want a massage on a full stomach and he was 100% right. The skies were still full of clouds that looked like storms would empty on us like Niagara Falls at any second. A tall black guy was leaving Gregorio's office as I pulled in. I watched as he climbed in a M-B SUV, give me a thumbs up and pulled out of the lot as I walked into the waiting room. Gregorio greeted me, thanked me for coming and directed me to the routine I knew so well. Once changed and on the table, and he inquired about any special focus areas, I asked about his cryptic request. He began the massage and went on to tell me that his mom had been in a car wreck and she'd let her health insurance lapse and had broken her left arm and leg, the expenses were daunting and she needed help. He was giving discounts to customers for any donation amount they could or would contribute toward her medical expenses. Her hospital and related medical costs were over $70,000 and while she was home now, they had only about $25,000 in the family and were taking a home loan out when he opted for a fund drive with his customers. He'd been lucky this week and had gained over $12,500 from his clients and came out and asked if there was anything I could do to help him out. I paused his massage, pivoted and set upright on the massage table and began, "Gregorio how long are you thinking about doing this fund raiser"? He sat down and began crying and finally got out "I need to help them out, they scrimped and saved for my college and Massage Schooling and wouldn't take anything back. While I've given them money each month they are my parents and need help from me now". "I went on, "as long as they are paying the medical payments something each month you can buy them some time, let me give you a $2500 check today and work up an idea that may help them out of this bind, but you continue with your customer fund drive AND TELL YOUR PARENTS not to take out any home loan until you hear back from me and BTW, give me their address in the interim". He did and I wrote a check and reminded him, tell them not to worry but don't go out for a loan then I asked how many more clients he had coming in today and he told me four. As I was dressing he gave me a hug and thanked me and that our talk had helped so much. I left thinking up a remedy for this poor family and my friend.
By the time I was heading home, the clouds were clearing and when Jack answered the phone he burst out, no time they're all here we're busy. I felt bad about calling but knew for a fact that I wanted no part of that fiasco right now and those two tense gay boys. No sooner than I hung up than Joyce was on the horn saying that Peter had called and was driving to meet with her about a business matter. I suggested she call him back and tell him she was in no mood to have any heavy discussions but he was welcome to come visit anytime and see what he said, and call me back? In 10 minutes she was back on the horn telling me that I had to meet with him about the business and my running it into the ground. I fumed. "Joyce, let me tell you what I'm going to do about this and it will get you totally out of the line of fire" and then went on to lay out the audit findings that Peter got caught up in at his own exposure and expense, his delinquent loans, not to mention the abuse he'd heaped on his youngest son, all playing on my previous good nature trying to help him out and it was high time it stopped and she didn't need to get worried about it. When my recap ended, she thanked me for taking her out of the middle and asked that I let her know the results. We hung up and I called Peter. It rang and went to VM and I left a short message that in effect stated, that his interest in the family business was now just 30% and I was the primary stockholder, managing partner and as president C.E.O. and C.F.O. was giving him notice that his loans were indicated as being Past Due by the recent audit, through no malfeasance of mine and through no neglect as a business manager of the firm. His notes were to be paid in full not later than the dates specified within the notice letter he had already received and that failure to perform would leave the firm no alternative but pressing for repayment through legal remedy as defined in the loan agreements. I am acting on behalf of the firm and this is not personal and BTW, Joyce is no longer a partner in the firm and I am the 70% controlling party. Please do not try to reach out to her for any assistance with your financial matters or operation of the firm. She has had sufficient distress as a result of Jerry's death and needs no added issues. I called Gregorio and left him a message about an idea I had that would help him out and his parents and to tell them the balance of whatever is owed after you conclude your fund drive will be satisfied within 30 days.
I went by the office and pulled up Gregorio's lease. His lease expiration date was December 31 and his renewal was for one year. I could suspend his remaining 4 lease payments for the current year and that would produce $12,000 for him to give his parents over the course of this year. I pulled up the parent's address and saw the small frame house that Gregorio had grown up in and looked at the tax valuation. That would be sufficient basis for a low interest loan and that would then resolve any outstanding medical billing amount. I phoned Gregorio and this time he answered and I gave him my plan. I'd draw up the paperwork to amend his lease, renew it for a three year term effective Dec. 31 and craft a loan agreement for the house that he could cover with his folks and have them sign it and then I'd fund the balance. He broke down in tears on the phone as I was jotting down my notes and opening a file for him and the house. I needed to close this, and get home to see both my guys and their brand new rooms of furniture. I felt very good about Joyce, Gregorio, Peter and my massage therapy relieved enormous stress.
When I pulled in, David and Jackson were both heading from the house to meet me with abundant smiles. "Damn those boys are happy campers" David gushed. "Of course they are, they're mine and don't forget it" I snapped back and smiled. Jackson continued "the spaces really look great you, uh they, did a great job". "They are multi-talented" I offered and immediately Jackson remarked "they sure are" and made their way across the street through their gate and disappeared. Glad they're gone, I thought and now for the rest of the show and stuck my head in Ben's Suite and found it amazing; bright but not like Broadway and very sophisticated. Crossing into the house I dodged boxes in the kitchen and in the hallway and made my way upstairs. They were working like beavers on a leaky dam. When he heard me, Jack yelled, "get out get out we're not done yet, get out" and I made a bee line downstairs and out of harm's way.
I remained in the kitchen and removed trash boxes to the bay under the carport that we used to stage trashcans. After two more trips, the kitchen and hallway were clear enough to walk through. More boxes came tumbling down the stairs and I repeated my trip to the growing trash heap outside. "Any more boxes and think we'll need a dumpster" I hollered up to them. "That's all" came Jack's fatigued response. Soon came Ben's afterthought, "BTW we got a 50% off coupon at Bed Bath and Beyond for linens from the furniture store with their appreciation". Jack added, "Yeah we thought about going over there tonight so we'd have fresh sheets to sleep or whatever on, you wanna join us"? I said I'd pass and they continued adjusting this or that in Jack's room, hammering and explaining the rationale for some piece being where it landed. Jack posed "how's the massage"? "Fine and think I did something good in the process for Gregorio" I noted. I was then summoned to view the final design of Chez Jack. Climbing the stairs once again, I found the guys posing like Vanna White before the "Board" and was overwhelmed at the transformation, as with Ben's space. While more modest an area in this room (15x15) vs Ben's, the second bedroom looked expansive and with the bed angled, it created a real point of interest when I remarked, making my best photographer's framework with my hands, "now yall strip and lay out across the bed and give me the full effect" then extended my congrats again. "So if you really want to use those coupons tonight AND give Ben time to prep for his overnight entertainment, you better get a move on; and guess we'll need to eat out since there's been no cookin happenin today" I nagged? "Oh shit, I need to call Bob and Joe, thanks for the reminder Brad" Ben snapped and pushed past me, already hitting one of the flyboy's speed dial number and going downstairs. Jack came up to me, wrapped his arms around my neck, "you really like what we've done here; not too over the top is it, I mean can you be ok with the different look from the way you had it all those years" he questioned? I nodded affirmative and he gave me a deep long kiss and felt my knees grow weak. Jack through on a new Tshirt, grabbed the envelope of coupons and nodded that I follow him. Ben met us in a changed T as well at the back door and we climbed in Brutus and headed to Bed Bath & Beyond. "I like being taken for a ride" I offered and all laughed.
We parked, I noticed the high traffic volume in the store and figured there was a sale going on and feared the coupons might not be vaild for sale pricing and followed the guys from one set of displays to another and then another before they finally settled on their respective linens and new towels. With a full basket we made for the cashier, were able to use the coupons and headed home. I asked about an early supper and Ben announced he had no time that the guys would be there at 6 and still needed to clean up and get these linens and towels out but would take a raincheck. Jack agreed and wanted to finish his room and while he was doing that, I could throw together something if I still remembered how to cook he added and winked. We got home and Ben sped to his space, jack took his bags upstairs and I remained down on KP duty. I decided on scrambled eggs, toaster waffles and bacon, all washed down with milk. Easy peezy!
As Jack and I were eating, I heard the mufflers of Bob's Vette pull into the drive and the guys get out, then muffled voices of Ben and his two flyboys go to the Suite. The ensuing silence told all!!!!! "Uh sounds like the fun has begun" Jack snarked!!! "Or something like that" I added and began the cleanup. Jack went back upstairs and soon I heard the shower come on. Satisfied that everyone had had a great day, I stretched out on the sofa downstairs and was sound asleep when Jack woke me actually giving me a blowjob. I was overwhelmed!!! He took me up and down the near-orgasm ride, FIVE FUCKING TIMES before he pushed me over the edge. My orgasm was so intense I saw stars and my balls ached for release. Jack's hardon was arched away from his torso and each time I reached for it, he pulled away denying me, yet working my own dick into a further frenzy. After I came and was still panting, he stood beside me, fed me his hardon and skull fucked me so intensely that I came again, involuntarily. His dick fired cum like a cannon, down my throat. We collapsed on the sofa, just hugged and rolled together then drifted to sleep. I woke about midnight to pee, woke Jack and urged him up to bed. He followed me and by the time I'd peed found him sound asleep again. I settled next to him dreaming of the day and wondering how many more there'd be? I knew Sunday morning would arrive soon enough, but didn't want this night to end.