it baby. You drive me crazy with your tongue.”
When Michelle leaned forward and wrapped her hands around Lora’s breasts, she gasped. Releasing the headboard, she leaned into Michelle and raising her arm wrapped her hand around Michelle’ head as she nuzzled in and peppered Lora’s neck with tiny kisses.
Fallon was hurt, really hurt. If she didn’t have Stuart to turn to, she’d have been crushed. However, they were all so sexy and beautiful, she was also fascinated. In fact, she couldn’t help getting turned on by what she watched. Is this something I would like to do? Afraid of how she might answer that question, she decided to snap a picture of the reflected image with her cell phone and get out of there.
“What was that?” Dana exclaimed after she took the picture and ducked out of sight.”
As she crept stealthily to the entry door, she heard Michelle venture. “I don’t know. Maybe it was a light bulb burning out?”
She quietly opened the door and as she snuck through it, she heard Lora admonish Dana. “Don’t worry about it baby, I’m ready to come.”
Chapter Nine – Mission Accomplished
When he received word through Michelle that his wife had birthed his boss’s baby, his gut clenched. The reality of what he’d allowed to happen came home to roost and he didn’t like what he saw when he looked in the mirror. He started drinking and gambling heavily. Finally, he had a case of Cutty Sark sent to his suite and stayed there in a drunken stupor for a week.
He didn’t know what he would’ve done without Michelle—Lora too. Apparently, they told everyone he was down with bronchitis and Michelle managed the casino while he was soused. When word came that the Big Kahuna, as Lora was fond of calling him, demanded his presence, together they dried him out and Michelle accompanied him on Stu’s private plane.
He wondered why she came along. He thought it was because she wanted to join the mile high club, which they did flying over the Sierras, but apparently Stu wanted to see her as well.
Once they landed at MacCarran Charter Air Terminal, the company limousine whisked, them to the Hotel Odyssey and Stuart Wynne.
He walked in and Stu stood and offered his hand. “Good morning Dana. I’m glad you were able to break away from your busy schedule to come see us.”
He nodded as he shook the offered hand.
“Please be seated.”
He sat in one of two chairs in front Stu’s desk.
“I’m in a fantastic mood. As you know, your wife gave birth to Nataly Ann Wynne, a beautiful baby girl and I’m floating on the proverbial, ‘Cloud Nine.’ I owe it to you buddy and I won’t forget it. Now, it’s time to conclude our business. I have some good news and some bad news for you. I’m going to start with the good.”
Stuart set an envelope on the desk within his reach. “This is yours.”
He picked it up and opened the envelope. He could feel his heart pounding in his neck at the sight of a cashier’s check for a million dollars. Then he noticed. “This is made out to me alone. Fallon’s name isn’t on it.”
Stuart tried, but failed to control a smirk. “I know that’s the bad news.” He slid some papers to the edge of the desk. “Fallon wants a divorce. But don’t worry, I’ll take good care of her and Nataly.”
He could feel the acid pouring into his stomach. All of a sudden, he didn’t feel so good. He reached for the papers. Paper clipped at the top was another cashier’s check for a million dollars. “What’s this?”
“If you sign the divorce papers right now you can take that with you.”
He sighed and glossed over the three-page document. Surprised, he looked up. “Emotional distress, infidelity.”
“We know all about you and Michelle. Lora was a surprise though. Fallon didn’t want to assert infidelity, but I convinced her it was necessary. Would you like to see the videos?”
Videos? Shaking his head, he waved his hand. His world was crumbling