The fabulous life of K. Wilson part 11 - Curve-ball

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“Hold that camera….” Jack said urgently.

“I can’t!” Kay replied, “I’m gonna drop it, oh shit baby…I’m about to come!”

“I said hold it still bitch!” he commanded

Rather than being offended by his off-color remark, Kay found herself becoming turned on even more. Their luxurious bathroom suite in the Ritz Paris was a wonderful place to fuck and Jack thought that filming one of their steamy sessions would be a good way to remember it. He propped Kay on to the sink and spread her legs wide; it turned him on that she was till wearing her black YSL tribute sling-heels and he fucked deeper into her pussy. Kay smiled as she looked up at him with lust in her eyes; he had taken her completely by surprise when he’d picked her up outside her office block in a blacked out limo two days prior. Once she stepped into the car, Jack had announced that they were headed for the airport and would take a first class flight to Paris. Upon arriving in the beautiful city, they’d checked into the famed hotel and hadn’t left since; room service had provided everything they needed for the past 48 hours.

The camera was finally abandoned and left to the side when neither of then could possibly hold it still enough; Kay’s ass was dripping with sweat and sliding off the tiled surface so Jack was forced to bend her over the ivory bathtub instead. He made her stand on one stilletoed leg and pulled the other one back up by his hip and bent it at the knee. Kay screamed out loud and scrambled for something to hold on to as he rammed her pussy from the back mercilessly; Jack was dominating her completely and she was loving every minute of it. She licked two fingers before using them to caress her aching clit; Kay was determined to come just one more time before it was all over. It seemed that Jack couldn’t get enough of it; the filthy things he was whispering into her ear only further peaked her arousal.

“You’re one hot bitch, do you know that? Look at what you’re making me do; I bring you half-way around the world and the only sight-seeing I get to do is watch your pussy get wetter….” Kay could only moan as an answer as he leaned down and passionately sucked the skin on the back of her neck. The pleasure was becoming all too much for her as Jack sped up the stroke; she knew he was about to let go soon. Her heart filled up with joy in anticipation for what would inevitably come; these days, it seemed that she lived to see the look of pained ecstasy on his face.

“Oh my God baby, you’re so fuckin’ wet; I’m gonna….”

“No wait Jack, let me turn around. I want it in my mouth,” begged Kay.

He backed up and let her drop down to her knees; when finally she slotted his dick between her glossy lips Jack instantly lost it and sprayed his hot spunk all over her tongue. At that point, he wished that the camera had still been on to capture the money shot.

“That’s it…yes…swallow it all baby! Suck it out of me!” he barked. Kay obliged and used him as her personal lollipop; when it was clear that he had nothing left, she pulled his dick out of her mouth slowly while keeping eye-contact with him. Kay knew that Jack was usually very sensitive right after an orgasm and couldn’t really take anymore stimulation, so she let her tongue linger on the cap of his penis to torture him a little. It was her favourite thing to make him push her away playfully because he couldn’t take anymore of her teasing.

Once they’d both calmed down from their erotic frenzy, they took a shower together and then climbed back into bed; they were due to fly back to Chicago the next morning and had to get some much needed sleep. Kay wished they could stay there forever, but knew that their regular lives demanded a lot from them both. She wished they never had to spend another night apart.

“Jack, I just wanna let you know that this is the best birthday present I’ve ever had. Paris is beautiful…well from what I could see outside the window anyway. I can’t believe that we didn’t even check out the Eiffel tower….” she mused.

“Anything for you beautiful,” he replied while stroking her forehead. “I wanted to do something that you would remember always. It’s not like you’re the type of woman that would be impressed by shiny trinkets or something like that. You’re beyond all that and God knows that you’ve made enough money to buy yourself what other chicks only dream of.”

“Thank you honey, I appreciate that. But one thing I didn’t ask you…how were you able to get my passport without me notching it was missing and buy me a suitcase full of brand new clothes in my exact size? I know that you had help Jack….”

She could see the flash of Jack's smile in the moonlight as he answered; the lengths that he was prepared to go to in order to please her made Kay giddy sometimes.

“Let’s just say that you have an excellent assistant in Melanie; that young lady is worth her weight in gold and she knows a lot about you. She’s also very happy to see that her boss is in love; she said that it’s changed you for the better.”

“Really Jack, she said that? I guess I am a little easier on her now…I just don’t feel as uptight anymore when I’m with you. You’ve totally blown away all my expectations of love. I always felt like, being in love again would make me open to weakness, but on the contrary…I actually feel empowered somehow,” Kay said wistfully.

“Well I’m sure that most women would feel empowered after having twelve orgasms back to back like you just did. But on another note, I was thinking about your name…you know, “Klymaxx” not Kay,”

“What about it? Are you gonna rag on me about it again? I wish I hadn’t told you now….” Kay said frowning.

“No baby, I ain’t. No I was just gonna say that I think I know how your parents felt when they named you. Seems as if my life was building up to the point of the day that we met.” he replied earnestly. Kay’s eyes welled up with happy tears as she realised the enormity of what he’d just said to her.

“Oh Jack,” she said almost choking from the emotion. “You didn’t need to bring me all the way here to Paris to make my birthday memorable; I will never forget what you just said to me for the rest of my life….”

Sleep took a back seat from that moment on as they spent the last hours of the night wrapped in each other’s arms.

***

Kay eased herself back to work by going through the mountain of papers that were on her desk; by mid-morning, Paris was just another happy memory and she put the pleasurable thought to the back of her mind for the minute. Just as she was about to leave for her ten o’clock meeting, her cell phone rang, Kay picked it up without even checking the number on the other end of the line.

“Hello?” she asked out of reflex.

“Kay? Is that you?” said the male voice. Two and two made four in her head and Kay realised who was on the other end of the line.

“Frank?”

“Yes, it’s me…how you doin’ Kay,”

“I’m…well…I’m great actually. I just got back from Paris at six this morning; but enough about that, to what do I owe the honor of this call?”

“Paris huh? That’s nice…you were always into that kind of expensive shit, but anyway this is gonna be real quick. I just wanna know why you think it’s a good idea to keep my son away from his father? He’s never been like this before and since he moved out of home he ain’t taking my calls, he only visits now and then. I can’t even say that I see Troy once a week. Don’t try to bullshit me cos I know this is your influence. You couldn’t stop ‘til you took him away from me could you? You just couldn’t stop…look Kay, what ever happened to us happened a long ass time ago. You need to quit this grudge you got against me and tell Troy to do right….”

Kay sat open mouthed in shock at Frank’s accusation; she thought she was hearing things at first, but it became clear that he really believed that she had a say in whom Troy decided to see and didn’t see.

“First of all Frank, how dare you call me and start throwing accusations? Second of all, why don’t you go visit your son and ask him yourself! I don’t even know neither do I care when Troy sees you or not. We don’t even talk about you whenever I see him on Sundays. Trust me Frank, you’re the last thing on my mind and I wouldn’t waste precious energy telling my son not to see you. I’m not the spiteful one remember? I just do my own thing and keep it moving.”

“Whatever Kay. I know this has your name written all over it! Ever since you bought him that truck he started to change. First he ditches the chance to be in the NBA to do some business degree and then you make him leave home to live by himself. What about me Kay? What am I supposed to do on my own…I want my son back!” Frank barked.

“Well Frank, I learned how to manage on my own so I suggest you deal with it.” Kay concluded coldly. She deemed their conversation over at that point and cut the call before calmly walking to the boardroom.

****

“This is the chance of a lifetime Kay and I think that you should take it. JMC are proposing to buy K-Maxx for $500 million and keep you on as the creative head and CEO of it as an independent sister arm of their company. I think it seems like the chance of a lifetime,” said Preston Schultz. As her financial advisor and main strategist, Kay knew that he was telling her the truth. At the same time, there was the risk of her company being swallowed up into the workings of the bigger co-operation once any re-structuring was done. Her gut told her not to do it; she also wondered why on earth Jack never mentioned anything to her while they were away.

“I don’t know Preston. You and I both know that K-Maxx is my baby; I wanna continue to build my company up to rival the big shots like JMC. They know that we are hot stuff or they wouldn’t wanna buy. I can’t see them giving priority to us either…a bunch of people will also lose their jobs from the merger. I am not in the business of losing good people for the short-term gain.”

“Ok, I see your point. Care to take the week to decide? I mean it’s your call at the end of the day, but I can see the company growing from the association.”

“Preston, that’s the best idea you’ve had since I’ve been sitting here. I’ll let you know what I’ll do by next Monday…but other than that, I think this meeting is a wrap."

****

Jack couldn’t believe what was happening; the CEO of JMC had green-lighted an approach to merge with K-Maxx without consulting him first. He figured that they must have had an emergency meeting over the weekend that he was away in Paris with Kay. After just pacifying and exasperated Kay over the phone, Jack strode into Donald Levy’s office and slammed the door behind him. Donald dropped the pen he was holding in shock and sat upright.

“What the hell is the meaning of this?” Jack barked. “You knew that I would veto this “takeover” that you all planned. After I pull the company out of the shark’s mouth this is the thanks I get?”

“We had to make an executive decision Jack. The company has gotta look like it’s on top of things; look, you might be a clean up man, but you’re not an ad man and in this industry image is everything. I just didn’t want it to look like K-Maxx is kicking our ass that’s all. Knowing Kay Wilson, she won’t bite anyway…but the rumor of the takeover in the papers will make us look aggressive. That means more work for us…surely you can see that can’t you Jack?” Donald offered.

“Look…the ball is in your court on this one. If you want Jack Benjamin-Ames to continue to be a member of this board then no so called “executive decisions” will be made without my say so. If this is how it’s gonna be from now on then I will clear my desk and leave this afternoon; I already have a job waiting for me at Radar if I want it tomorrow, I’m only here because I signed on the dotted line that I would bring the company back from the brink of failure. It’s not only Radar that have tried to poach me, but they are by far the most prominent that I can think of. Shit like this happens again Donald and I walk. I suggest you play your cards right.” Jack replied and made his way out of the office. Donald grabbed a hanky from his pocket and wiped the sweat off his brow as he watched the door slam back shut.

There was no way that the company could stand to lose Jack and most importantly it would ruin their image if they lost him to Radar. That would be as bad as The Lakers losing Phil Jackson to the Celtics. He made a mental note never to listen to Jim Templeton’s dumb ideas ever again and popped two Viagra in anticipation for his evening appointment.

****

Troy was surprised to find his mother visiting him on a Tuesday night; he was worried to say the least and something had to be up.

“Ma? What’s up? You know that Sunday is like six days away right?” he asked with concern.

“Shut up boy I know what day of the week it is….” Kay said smiling. “But on a serious note…exactly how often do you see your father these days?”

“Not so much, by why do you ask mama?”

“I said, exactly how often….”

“Maybe once or twice a month.”

“No wonder.”

“No wonder what? Mama what’s going on?”

“Well your dear father called me yesterday while I was at work to accuse me of influencing you to keep away from him. Troy, why don’t you go and see him more. He’s still your father no matter what….”

“And do what mama? Get sucked into his life? I spent my entire childhood watching him waste his life and moving out was my only opportunity to escape that. I ain’t gonna go back to him with the way he is, I love him and all but sometimes love just ain’t enough.”

“Sweetie…come on. Don’t be so hard, you can see how its gonna look. He’s you father baby. Listen to me….”

“No mama! No! I’m not trying to dis-respect you or anything, but I had to put up with him all my life! You didn’t have to mama. You got to walk away. I had to watch him bring home a new “mom” every few months only to have them leave him once they realised that he was a bum. One of them whores even tried to sleep with me once can you believe that? I told dad and he almost knocked me out for accusing his lady of being a slut. Between that, the gambling and the drinking, I just can’t take him anymore. I call him to make sure he’s okay, but he’s always asking for dough. No “oh son, how are you doin” or “can I help you with anything” at all. It’s always what he wants and I’m done with it.”

Troy took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly; he didn’t like speaking to his mother like that, but he was fed up of playing the good son all that damn time. The taste of freedom she had given him had made him realise just how much his father had taken advantage of him at a young age and anger had been boiling up inside Troy at this for a long time.

“Troy baby, I can’t make you do what you don’t wanna do, but I just beg you to be a regular fixture in his life. I know that you’re mad at him, but in life we don’t choose our family. We get what we get and we make the best of it. Your grandma was an alcoholic but I still tried to make sure that her last days were comfortable. I know I wasn’t number one in her life, but I showed her how paramount she was in mine. The old witch died with her whisky bottle in her hand, but it still didn’t stop me from showing her how much I loved her. Please baby, just go to see him at least once a week. Just see your father as frequently as you see me to make it fair. That’s all I ask….”

Kay’s heart broke as her son shook his head and buried it in his hands in anguish; she wished at that moment that he hadn’t been through all that he had at such a young age, but knew at the same time that his experiences had added a strength to his character. Troy’s wisdom and maturity made her prouder that the title “Founder and CEO” ever would. She put her arm around his broad shoulders in an attempt to comfort his tears.

“I love you ma…I know you’re right and I’ll try. Just give me a lil time okay, just a little time.” he said.

“I love you too baby and I wouldn’t ask you if I thought you couldn’t do it. You got the strong genes from me and don’t you ever forget that!”

Troy smiled at his mother gratefully. In his eyes, her strength had enriched his life in more ways than she would ever know.

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