EDGEWATER DR by Mike Austin
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XXVIII.
I woke and Jack was still sound asleep from his busy and hectic day Saturday. I found the newspaper and was reading it after starting the coffee just checking out the classifieds and the front page miscellany when Jack worked his way downstairs to join me. Pouring a mug of coffee, Jack suggested we might fix a big guy breakfast to feed the masses next door and I agreed. Jack was already scoping out the provisions in the refrigerator and pantry and I was glad to have used the Big Bunn coffee brewer vs the regular one. No sooner had Jack finished his breakfast list and tally than his phone rang, nodding to me toward Ben's Suite, he went on "yes Benny we have plenty of coffee, juice and are planning breakfast for your troops, yes 5 minutes is fine" and hung up smiling. We could have done a NASA countdown as almost exactly 5 minutes later the three amigos entered the kitchen, none looking as though they had gotten any sleep. Bob and Joe gave Jack a hug, we shook hands and Jack patted Ben's ass and questioned, "we a little sore there Benny"? Joe and Bob high-fived each other, "damn straight it is; he's got one fine afterburner" and broke up laughing. I even found that a good one and chuckled. I suggested Ben get them set up in the dining room and I'd help Jack finish breakfast and we do a self-serve shindig. I waved the newspaper at Bob and he took it in relay formation and off to the dining room they went. "Breakfast is served" Jack announced as the parade came through the feed trough. Plates filled we hit the patio instead of eating in as the morning had not yet turned pasty hot. Round one down, we all headed back for seconds and refills of OJ and coffee. "Great little chef you got there Brad" Joe observed. "Yeah he's got lots of talents" I replied. "And a few surprises you don't know about yet" Jack added; more laughter around. After breakfast and KP which Bob and Joe offered to assist, Ben suggested a swim and the guys of course had no trunks but Joe's solution "skivvies work"? Without missing a beat, Jack agreed and dropped his running shorts for his boxer briefs. Ben, Bob and Joe followed in sequence. Some laps and some splashes then cannonballs and some dives all filled about an hour or so, when Joe advised Bob they needed to shove off. I think Ben was planning on another 3-way, but the flyboys had their duty and country to serve and had to go. The Vette roared alive and after a few shared good-byes, they were gone. The silence was almost refreshing, when in the distance, we heard the familiar roar as it passed in front of David and Jackson's place on Ocean, headed for the base.
I'd decided to hit the office and wrap up the Gregorio loan docs before Monday rolled around and interfered. Dressed, and ready to head out, I left Jack and Ben in an intense gossip session, not doubt telling all about the night's events and accomplishments!! I waved good bye and out the door I went. I needed to drive the Stang and slowly edged my baby out into the sun. Time for a bath for you buster, I thought as the detailing made a difference but the accumulated dust and grime from the proximity to the road beside the property, showered debris toward my baby boy. I pulled through the touchless was and selected the "convertible" setting, knowing that I'd get Jimmy and his brother to really detail it, but wanted to give my Stang the shine it deserves. Jimmy and Jay were my Go To guys but they were closed on Sundays so this is second best. The waves of water and soapy suds lathered the boy so well and scrubbed his wheels, then rinsed free. While it had been about 4 months since being waxed, the water still beaded like new. The warm air flooded the surface and baby boy was sparkling!!! I headed to the office, hit the gate control and the rolling rail seemed slower than usual. I'd get Miguel to check it out but wouldn't bother him on Sunday. I got into the office and went through some tenant correspondence then got to Gregorio's plan. In about ½ hour I had the draft done, proofed it and made a few edits then printed the final and called him to see if he was around. Gregorio answered my call quickly and I recapped my game plan and asked if I could drop off the docs or if he'd prefer I email them. He said he was at his parents and to email them and he'd go over the material with them and wondered if he could call me with any questions or else he'd get them to sign them and bring them back Monday. I agreed to all his questions, closed up and headed out. The drive home was breezy but warm and even the speed on SPID wasn't very comfortable but I'd be home soon enough and would raise the top and get my baby parked next to his Brutus carport-mate.
To my surprise and deviant delight, as I walked into the main carport I heard them. Jack was royally hammering Ben in Ben's place. I thought, we need some soundproofing, turned, went in the house and made some sweet tea. About a ½ hour passed and jack comes in drenched in sweat, but nonchalant about the fuck he'd just given Ben. Not 2 minutes later, in walks the butt boy all shy and embarrassed having been caught in the act!!! I smiled and shook my head and did a mock Shame On You Two hand gesture. They both headed upstairs to shower in my bath. My cell rang; it was Gregorio with two questions, once answered he said the docs were signed and ready and could he bring them to my office Monday morning? I agreed and he thanked me again. The shower was going extra long and when I opened the door to see if they were water-logged or not, there stands Jack with Benny boy giving him head in the shower. Neither missed a stroke and before long, Jack's hands gripped Ben's head, as he does mine and pounded his face pumping cum loads deep down his throat. I sure missed that and hoped I'd get lucky later that night. I changed, they dried off and we set up shop before the tv downstairs snacking on chips and salsa watching PBS. I left them watching Masterpiece, getting the impression they were anxious for my exit so they could go at it again. I went into a deep sleep and they never came to bed. When I woke, I found them asleep in Jack's room. I smiled and thought, both beds and linens got christened this weekend!! That was good.
Monday morning I arrived at the parking lot early to meet with Miguel about the gate and found Juan and Rodrigo working on the rail on which the gate rolled. They waved as I pulled in and informed me that Miguel had called them Saturday about the gate roller and they drove in Sunday so they could get on it for us this a.m. I shook Miguel's hands and thanked him. No sooner had I gotten to my desk than Gregorio was calling from downstairs asking to deliver the signed documents. The day was off to a roaring start and at 9, hunky Jeremy phoned to say his dad had signed the lease and he was dropping off both sets for my execution on the new property lease. Damn I thought, HITTING ON ALL 8 CYLINDERS on A Monday was GREAT!!! When he arrived, I got the sigs done, notarized and got him two sets of keys and asked him to let me know how many more he needed and how many for the dock space , then invited him to lunch; which he accepted. He offered to drive and could then just drop me off when we finished lunch. His awesome M-B SUV was much more impressive than my Explorer, but there were several more dollar signs associated with his and I wasn't a showy type anyway. His may have even been leased, while mine was paid for, I thought as we made our way to his choice, the Olive Garden. When we were being seated, my heart stopped. At the same time, Jack looked up and went pale; sitting next to him was Jesus. I made light of it, shook their hands, introduced Jeremy to J and J then sat down and tried to calmly order and engage Jeremy in work talk, doing my best to ignore or calculate the meeting across the dining room? They left and gave a thumbs up salute our way. I grinned and gave a similar one finger acknowledgement.