matured with rugged tits part3
by Hot Milfs Blogsaid he wanted to go, fast and doing something he loved to do. I was
living in Boston at the time and I immediately drove back to Jersey. My
mother asked me to come back home and take over the business. I’d just
broken up with my lover of 9 years and was pretty bored with my routine
job. Though I made a good living, my life had become dull and humdrum. I
needed a change and this was the perfect opportunity. I had an MBA and
knew enough about the business to know that I could keep it going and even
improve it. The fact that I’d be no more than a 45 minutes drive to New
York’s gay life didn’t hurt matters either.
After the funeral I tended to some legal matters that couldn’t wait and
found myself a great old house to rent until I could find something to buy,
then I returned to Boston to close things up. I gave notice at work and
made arrangements to have my things packed and moved. Within a month of
dad’s dying I moved and was ready to take on the business. I drove out to
the plant early on that first Monday. I found myself thinking of Eric. I
knew he still worked there and I wondered how he’d look after all these
years.
Eric had prospered. He’d made company vice president in charge of
production. He was now nearly 37, but the years had not only been kind to
him, they’d been generous. He had improved with age. His body, was still
great, but it had shed the last vestiges of boyhood and was totally man.
His face had matured with rugged good looks, he could easily have earned a
living as a magazine model. He was just as charming and friendly as he’d
been when he was 20. So often the things you remember from your youth
don’t measure up to your memories when you see them years later. That was
definitely not the case with Eric. He was one fine specimen of male animal,
it’s no wonder I’d flipped for him.
The morning was spent in meetings, first a large meeting attended by all
department heads and then individual meetings with each. I scheduled a
lunch meeting with Eric and had my secretary reserve a table for two at the
best waterhole in the area. Eric was waiting in the outer office when I
finished with the last of my morning appointments. He shook my hand warmly
and said he was looking forward to the two of us working together.
“We’ve both come a long way since we first met. You a high school kid and
me an errand boy. Who would have thought that someday we’d be together
running your dad’s business?”
We were walking toward the parking lot when I said, “Eric, I know we are
going to work well together. I have some ideas on how we can streamline
and make operations more effective and profitable, but I can’t do it
without you. You’re the only one with the brains and the experience to
keep production going while we’re modernizing. I guarantee it will be
profitable for you. I’d like to discuss these plans with you along with
profit sharing and stock options for you. If you’re going to work to make
this company grow then I want you to share fully in the success and the
profit. I’m promoting you to Executive Vice President and in addition to
the other benefits I’ve already mentioned you can expect a $25,000 raise.
It’s going to take both of us working hard and long hours over the next
year, but it will be worth it for us.”
“That’s great, I’ve never minded hard work or long hours. Your dad was set
in his ways, his motto was if it ain’t broke don’t fix it, but I know
there’s a lot we can do to boost production and profit. Count me in all
the way.”
“I’m sure your wife will be pleased as well. You’ll have to spend away from
her and the family until things are reorganized, but it’ll be worth it in
the long run for everyone. I’d like to meet her, maybe I can take both of
you out some evening soon.”
“You mean your dad didn’t tell you? Karen and I have been divorced for
going on six years now. She made a Class A jackass out of me. When she
filed for divorce I couldn’t believe it. As far as I knew there was
nothing wrong with our marriage. I thought maybe she was just a hormone
thing and that she’d snap out of it. So I tried to be the helpful,
understanding husband. I didn’t contest the divorce or go for custody of
the kids. I let her lawyer handle the whole thing. Next thing I know I
have no wife and she headed off to Florida with my former best friend,
taking my kids with them. Come to find out they’d been ballin’ steady for a
couple of years.
…End of the part3. To be continued..