Southern Charm

[angelique127]

Lacy Renee Roberts, born into wealth and privledge, in Savannah, Georgia. The only daughter, although she has an older brother, she was spoiled by her late father, bless his heart, and given everything she so desired. Lacy attended an all girl's private school, a fact she resented, until her sophmore year when she begged her father to let her go to the local high school. He gave in to her wish, of course, as usual, and that was where she met her sweetheart, the dashing Andrew Ryan Roberts. He played varsity football, or at least until he was injured with a broken ankle.

To say Andrew was smitten by Lacy Renee would be an understatement. He was completely devoted to the rather flirtatious but beautiful, blonde cheerleader. Nevertheless, they were an exclusive, if not a popular couple, invited to the best parties. Lacy was in love...

Andrew graduated a year ahead of Lacy, and when she was a senior, they got engaged. She was so so happy...but once her father and family found out, they were not so overjoyed. It wasn't exactly that they disliked the charming young man, but they seemed to think that he lacked ambition, and her father thought that she could do better. In other words, someone from a wealthier background, with a more 'established' family name. Of course, Lacy Renee didn't care that Andrew's family was lower middle class, she knew what she wanted, and was used to getting it. Her father eventually caved in, and they were married the next year.

It was a very expensive and grand wedding, nothing was too good for his little girl, and the bride wore a splendid, white, wedding dress, unbeknown to everyone, Lacy was still a virgin. At the reception, which was held on her father's estate, Andrew drank to much, and passed out, before the cake could even be cut. Undeterred, Lacy danced with her father and mingled with the other guests, posed for pictures with her family, without Andrew. She was seething inside, but determined to celebrate the happiest day of her life...even if it meant being alone.

Andrew was finally roused, pumped full of coffee, and the young couple went on their honeymoon to Jamica. At first, Lacy would hardly speak to him, she was so angry and dissappointed, but Andrew professed how sorry he was, promising never to humilate her again. She forgave him, and they made love for the very first time. It was a rather painful experience, but at least it was over in a hurry, thanks to Andrew. For the next three days and nights, though, they did it again and again, enjoying their time together. Lacy vowed to herself, that their lovelife would get better...as time went on, because she knew how to be a passionate woman, a classy southern belle, who liked to dress sexy. Andrew would absolutely swoon when she wore a pair of silk stockings and heels, dainty see-thru panties and the like. She knew how to excite her husband, and had him eat from her hand, sort of speak... more of that later !

To make a long story shorter, Andrew went to work at her father's security firm. It soon became apparent that young Andrew was kind of out of his element. To be honest, he was better suited to manual labor, than a suit and tie, but he hung in there for Lacy's sake. After all, they had recently purchased a fine home with a large loan from daddy. They were in debt, and he had to support Lacy in the pampered, lavish lifestyle she was accustomed too.

Life was about to take turn for the worse...as you will see.

As this story progresses, we will need other characters. PM only with any suggestions.

 

[angelique127]

Lacy Renee Roberts

My hubby's twenty sixth birthday was approaching at the end month, in July, and I was so looking forward to going shopping, one of my favorite pasttimes, although I usually did not need an excuse, and I had my eye on a pair of expensive gold cufflinks for my hubby, along with a new, sheer, sexy lingerie outfit to wear that specail evening. We were going to host our usual summer, birthday bash, pool party in our backyard, inviting friends and family over to celebrate.

I was dressed and just about to walk out the door, when the phone rang. Deciding to answer it, instead of letting the machine get it, I was interrupted by the voice of my brother, Kyle Allen. At first, I thought the worst, dear daddy's health was failing, and Kyle had taken over running the family business.

" Hello, Kyle. Is daddy okay ? " I asked, full of dread.

" Yes, the old man is just fine. Listen, Lacy, I have to speak with you, as soon as possible, it's pretty important. "

" Well...I'm listening...is this about daddy's will ? " I inquired, suddenly growing irratated.

" No. Can you meet me for lunch ? "

" Why can't you just tell me over the phone ? I was about to go out shopping this afternoon. "

" ...Well, Lacy, dear, I would rather speak with you in person. I'm kind of busy also, but, as I said, this is important. Say we meet at Anglio's, your favorite place. I'll pay of course. "

" Ummm...sounds delicious. But can't you give me a hint what this is about, the suspence is killing me. "

" No, but I'll meet you in about an hour. " Kyle said and arruptly disconnected, leaving me somewhat puzzled.


My brother was already seated in the crowded dining room, studying some paperwork. He already had a martini in front of him, and a frosted mint julip was waiting for me, as was a salad. Kyle informed me that he had ordered for us, requsting a shrimp scampi for myself, since he knew it was a favorite of mine. I protested, saying that I was watching my fiqure, as usaul, and that the salad would have been enough. Kyle rolled his eyes, and assured me that I looked perfect, even saying that I was strikingly beautiful, as always. I smiled, content with the flattery, but still worrying why we were having lunch together, a thousand possibilities going through my mind...

" I do declare, Kyle, what do you need to tell me ? " I asked, sipping my drink, knowing I wasn't going to like what I was about to hear, and I had a sinking feeling inside that I already knew what this was going to be about.

" Kyle, dear...this isn't about my husband's job performance again, is it ? "

" Actually, it is." Kyle frowned, pausing. " Andrew's performance hasn't improved at all, since the last time we spoke. In fact, it has gotten worse, I mean, in the last week alone, he has managed to lose two big accounts that have been with us for five years, not to mention he hasn't produced any new accounts since I can't remember when. Zero, none...he doesn't even try..."

" My goodness, Kyle, just because you and daddy never liked Andrew, doesn't mean you have the right to tear him down without giving him a fair chance ! " I interrupted, cutting him off and defending my husband. I had heard this all before, countless times over the last three years or so. My family was never satisfied, and I thought they had a vandetta againest Andrew, of course, treating him like an unwelcome outsider...

" For Christsake, Lacy...he is worthless. I'm sorry to be so blunt, but that is the truth. You don't even know the half of it. Why yesterday, I recieved a call from a bookie, wanting his money that Andrew owed him for a horse race he had bet on. A rather large sum too, and to make matters worse, last night several thousand dollars was missing from our accounts..."

" My God, are you calling my husband a thief ? How low can you get, Kyle ? " I hissed, becoming very angry.

" Don't be such a drama queen, Lacy. " Kyle was silent while the waiter brought us our meal. I noticed that the rather handsome, polite, young man smiled broadly at me, his eyes on my cleavage...

" This is unbelievable, brother...you and daddy are always looking for a reason to trash Andrew. You would have fired him long ago if you could of..." I said taking a bite of my scampi.

Kyle smirked, " You know I won't do that for your sake, Lacy. But I have decided to hire someone else to take over his supervisary position. This guy is very capable of getting things done. He's brillant and comes highly recommended. His name is Drake Mc Finn and he comes from up north. "

" Am I supposed to be impressed because you are hiring a 'yankee' ? " I asked, sarcastically. For some reason I lost my appetite, and didn't bother to finish my lunch. Kyle, on the other hand ate heartily, and seemed pleased with himself, and continued to ramble on and on, boring me to death about the family business. He even had the audicity to warn me that I should keep a close eye on my trust fund.

 

[makofin]

Drake Mc Finn

BRIEF BACKGROUND ; thirtysix years old, in the prime of his life, two hundred and fifteen pounds or so, thick black hair and coal black eyes, considered handsome. Broad shouldered and muscular, he is in good shape, at six foot and one inch tall. Birth sign is Aries, which tends to make him agressive, if not impatient, although he has learned to temper his boldness with a certain kind of shrewdness, the main reason he is so successful in business. At a young age, he could retire now, and live in comfort, but he likes to keep busy and enjoys the aspects of career. Buying out or investing in a failing company, and making it successful to produce profits, provides satisfaction for him, along with the rewards that go along with it.

He is single, and prefers it that way. Not that he hasn't had countless lovers, or affairs. He was engaged once, but changed his mind at the last minute. He loves the thrill of the chase, and the seduction that follows, more so when the target of his affection is married. It suits his dominate personality very well.

Anyway, he was at a convention in Philadelphia two months ago, where he met Kyle Conners, vice president of a middle size insurance company in Atlanta and Savannah. Afterwards, they went out to have a drink, and Kyle complained of plunging profits and general mismanagement. Kyle had buttered up Drake, calling him a legend, complimenting on his ability to turn things around. Kyle offered him a considerable reward, if he could fix things at company. Drake thought it over, attracted not so much to the benefits, but by the challenge. Besides, he had been wanting to head south for some time now, the weather was better, he hated those cold, brutal winters in the north. He had vacationed in Hilton Head Island once, and liked the area, Savannah was nearby, and he was considering purchasing some property there, in the form of a beachouse or two. He already owned two others on the Outter Banks in North Carolina.

He accepted.

 

[angelique127]

Later, during the week...Lacy and Andrew

Andrew had become sullen and withdrawn. I didn't dare bring up the lunch meeting with my brother, in hopes that he would open up to me first. To be honest, the missing money bothered me...in the past, I had always defended my husband, supporting him and encouraging Andrew to try to do better, and work harder, knowing my family would never give him the benefit of the doubt, because they didn't really care for him all that much. My father and brother would bitch about every little, petty thing he did, or didn't do. The missing funds, though, was a far more serious matter.

Finally, on Thursday evening, while having dinner, the subject came up. Andrew mentioned that he was being demoted, or replaced at his position at the company, by some outsider, an arrogant, know it all, ' Yankee' of all things. When I asked why, he grew quiet and throw his napkin on the plate, and stormed off to the study, where he kept his whiskey.

Later, I was in the whirlpool, relaxing and reading a romance novel, when Andrew came in and sat on the edge of the tub, just staring at me. I pretended to ignore him, knowing he would confess when he was ready too.

" Lacy...I'm so sorry. I've managed to let you down ...again. " he said, although I could barely hear him, he was speaking in a very low tone of voice.

'' What did you do, sweetheart ? "

Andrew looked so ashamed, tormented even, and about to cry. After a long pause, he continued, explaining why he took the money, to pay off a gambling debt, just as I suspected. He insisted that he was going to replace it, after he had won, but he had lost again, and was unable to. Andrew broke down, pleading with me for forgiveness, wanting another chance to prove that he was worthy of my affection.

" Oh Andrew, how could you ? " I said, fighting back my dissapointment, and standing up to get out of the bath. He jumped up and offered a bath towel, wrapping it around my shoulders.

I listened to his promises. He begged that he would never do it again, saying how all he ever wanted was to please me, and make me happy, pleading for another chance. On and on, he went...until I grew weary of hearing it. I had heard it all a thousand times, it seemed...so many excuses and broken promises.

" Stop crying Andrew. I will talk to my brother tommorrow. I will offer to pay back the money with my trust fund." I stopped brushing my hair and turned to face him, " But, if this ever happens again, I swear...you will find yourself in divorce court, do you understand me ? "

Andrew smiled, perhaps for the first time this week, wiping his eyes, apoligizing still. I wasn't listening to it any longer, so I handed him the pearl comb. " Now be a good boy, and be quiet, and make yourself useful by brushing my hair. " I ordered, intending to make Andrew pay me back somehow...

 

[makofin]

Drake

When I first arrived in Savannah, I was eager to get started. Kyle had thoughtlessly made arrangements for my pocessions to be tranported down south by a moving company, to be delivered to my new, tempory address in an old, but exclusive dwelling downtown. The house was perfect, and suited my needs, at least for now. I was offered limo service, to and from work, but refused it, thinking that it was far too wasted expense, and wanting to make an example of cutting costs, I chose to take a taxi, until my own car arrived from Philadelphia.

On Thursday, by noon, I was settled in my new office, shown about the company and introduced to the important people who mattered.

By Friday, when a formal meeting was held to welcome me to the firm, the rumors were circulating, and I could feel a nervous tension in the air. Everyone sensed a drastic change was about to take place, and that some heads were going to roll. This was understandable, but I favored a direct, no nosense approach, which profits were the bottom line, and all non producers were subject to dismissal.

Unfortunately, this applied to non family members only. It didn't take long for me to learn that Andrew Roberts, the incompetant son in law, was excluded. He was to be shown specail consideration. It was explained to me, by Kyle himself, although not in great detail, why Andrew had to be tolerated. He was married to Lacy Renee.

At the time I didn't know who she was, but that was about to change.

 

[angelique127]

Lacey

Andrew's birthday celebration was next weekend, on Saturday to be exact, and I had so much to do, I didn't know where to begin. Arrangements had to be made with the caterer, and I decided on the Seared Wahoo with Truffle Grits and Saute'ed Carolina Shrimp this year. I booked the five piece band, and rented the tents which would provide the much needed shade. I contacted the parking valets, and waiter staff. Last, but not least, I took care of the liqueur and bartenders. The grand total exceeded several thousand dollars, most of which came courtesy of daddy, of course !

On Wednesday, I spent the day shopping, purchasing hubby's gift, and then decided to get myself something specail to wear also. I had my eye on a very daring, and tiny, little bikini, known as a Wicked Weasel. They were considered risque, and virtually transparent when wet, and certainly didn't hide much. I wondered if I would even have the nerve to wear it in public. At twenty five years of age, my body was shapely, toned and tan, a perfect 36-26-35, and I surely wasn't ashamed of anything. As it was, I had a whole collection of bikini's, in almost every color.

By Friday, my hair and nails were done, along with a pedicure. I endured a dreaded bikini wax later that afternoon.

 

[makofin]

Drake

About midweek Kyle came to my office. He asked me how things were going, and I filled him in on some of my new scrategies. He seemed pleased, and as he was leaving, he turned and offered " Say, Drake are you busy this Saturday ? "

" Not really, although I was thinking of coming to the office. I'm still kind of getting the feel for things around here. "

" It' great your all trying to stay on top of things, but you don't need to work seven days a week. Listen, my sister is having her annua party this Saturday, actally it is for Andrew's birthday, but I thought it would be a great way to welcome you to the team, if you know what I mean. " Kyle said.

I tried not to frown. The last thing I wanted to do was spend any more time than I had too with Andrew Roberts. The guy resented me, and it was mutual, if it was up to me he would be gone, he was so incompetant. " Is this mandatory ? "

" No, but I really want you to go. Besides, who knows, you might meet a single or divorced available, southern female. " Kyle winked. " Just stay away from my sister, not only is she married, but she's dangerous. "

" Great. " I tried to smile.

" You'll thank me later, for the warning, I mean. " Kyle turned and left.

 

[angelique127]

Lacy Renee the party

Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was almost noon. The first of guests would begin arriving any minute now, but it hadn't taken me long to dress and get ready, since I was only wearing a bikini and very little make up. I tied the sarong around my slim waist and stepped into a pair of high heeled slippers, checked myself out in the mirror, turning to and fro, and went downstairs to join my hubby, the guest of honor, who I found in the study, already sipping a glass of brandy.

" Honey...you're not partaking so soon, are you ? " I admonished, " I do declare, the party hasn't even started yet. "

" Jesus, I'm only having one little drink, Lacy, their is no need to make an issue of it, it is my birthday ! "

I couln't help but pout, and hope he didn't get too intoxicated.

" Do you like it ? " I asked, unwrapping my sarong to show off my new bikini. I modeled it for him, turning around so he could get a view from behind also.

Andrew choked on his drink. " My God, you are not going to wear that in public, are you ? "

That was not the reaction I expected to hear, " And what's wrong with it ? "

" It's...it's scandalous ! Totally indecent, if you ask me. Don't you think it's sort of ...skimpy ? I mean, hell, you can practically see through it ! "

I rolled my eyes, feeling slightly hurt. I had thought Andrew would at least like my new bikini, if not go crazy with desire...

" I think you should change into something else, Lacy, something not as provocutive. " Andrew said, taking a big gulp of his drink, and pouring another.

" I have no intention of changing. " I gave him a dirty look and turned on my heel, leaving the room. He was just jealous ... I thought as I heard the doorbell ring...

" Make yourself useful, will you, Andrew, and answer the door. " I demanded, over my shoulder, heading out back to make sure everything was arranged properly...

 

[makofin]

Drake

Saturday 2:15 PM

I found the address easy enough, it was located in upscale neighborhood outside Savannah with a golfcourse nearby. Some poor slob, dressed in a valet uniform, sweating in the heat, offered to park my car. Feeling sorry for him, I gave him a twenty as a tip.

To my surprise their was a butler at the door, who I hoped was not checking invitations, because I didn't have one. He didn't ask, only muttered a welcome, so I entered the home. Their was a small crowd gathered in the foyer, and no one acknowledged me, which was understandable, since I didn't know anybody but Kyle Conner and a few underlings from the company. Oh and let's not forget the worthless and lazy birthday boy, Andrew Roberts. Thankfully, the place was crowded, and I probably could manage to avoid him.

A gorgeous female, clad in a maids uniform approached, holding a tray filled with drinks. She smiled, offering me one, but I refused, wanting a cold beer instead. She directed me to a makeshift bar, in the dining area, and told me that their was another out back also, next to the pool. I odered a Budweiser from the guy behind the bar, who seemed to frown at my choice, since their were plenty of different domestic and imported brands to chose from. He rolled his eyes when I refused the glass too. I had just turned my back to him when I heard my name being called.

" Hey Drake, glad you could make it ! " It was Kyle, dressed casually in shorts and a polo shirt, and not the usaul tailored suit and tie. We shook hands, and he complimented my attire. I was wearing a buttoned down surfer print shirt with a tank top underneath, and a pair of baggy cotton shorts. I had debated between my sneakers and sandals, choosing the latter. I didn't care, I was comfortable.

" Let's go out back, this is where the old fogey's hang, in the house, they can't stand the heat. " Kyle leaned close, so he wasn't overheard. " I want ya'all to meet my wife, anyway. "

I followed him outside, into the bright sunshine. We made our way through throngs of people, and I noticed a few very attractive females wearing bikinis, one piece bathing suits and even those slingshot jobs. The smell of suntan lotion was in the air. Kyle stopped a couple of times, introducing me as the new yankee in town, which really didn't offend me none. Finally, we got to a tent, and some shade. Their was several of these tents around the property, and they all had huge fans blowing, circulating the hot air. Their were several people sitting at a table, male and female, and Kyle introduced me this time as the yankee headhunter, Drake Mc Finn, who was going to increase profits threefold in the company. It didn't take me long to realize that most of the people here were the elite, mostly family members, cousins and distant cousins, or uncles, nieces and nephews, all related in some way or the other, and connected to the family business. Andrew Roberts was not among them, however.

A strikingly beautiful brunette stood and extended her hand.

" And this is my wife, Regina. " Kyle said.

" Delighted to finally meet you, Mr. Mc Finn. I've heard so much about you. "

Her accent was intriguing. I was not sure, though, what I was supposed to do with her soft hand. I decided to kiss it, hoping that I wasn't making a formal blunder. Regina politely asked me to sit down next to her, and in her charming way, started a conversation that was mostly about the family gossip. It didn't take long before a certain name was brought up, a Lacy Renee Roberts, Kyle's sister and Andrew's wife, I assumed. I sensed that they didn't care for Andrew very much, but his wife was adored, even if she was described as a spoiled brat, headstrong, stubborn and used to getting what she wanted.

I couldn't wait to meet her in person.

 

[angelique127]

Lacy at the party

Beyond a doubt, the party was a success. This was only the third summer that it was held, but this year drew the largest crowd ever. Anyone who was anyone in Savannah was in attendence. Not to mention a few unwelcome or invited guests. Earlier my brother had pulled me aside, to tell me that he had invited the Yankee, who had stolen my hubby's job, and said he couldn't wait to introduce us ! Believe me, I had no intentions of this arrogant, Northerner feel welcome...after Andrew had explained what a horrorible reputation this man held, and just how he was stabbed in the back by my very own family !

I was sitting on the rocks of the fountain, poolside, in the shade, of course, with several of girls from high school when I saw my brother Kyle approach with this stranger in tow, who could only be Drake Mc Gunn or whatever his name was...

 

[makofin]

Drake

" Just where is my sister ? " Kyle wondered out loud.

" I believe she is over by the fountain. Or she was a little while ago. " his wife answered.

" I want Drake to meet her. She is the hostess of this grand event ! " Kyle said, motioning for me to follow him. "

As I stood, Regina grabbed my arm, " Do be careful, Lacy can be such a bitch sometimes, and she is not very fond of Notherners. "

I was puzzled, surely people didn't really hold a grudge about a war that was fought over a hundred and forty years ago, although I was growing used to the the good natured teasing about my accent and the geographical location of my birth.

We made our way through the crowd, towards an elaborate rock garden, complete with a little waterfall which was located next to a very large and refreshing swimming pool. Their were three long ladies in bikinis, sipping drinks and laughing. As we got closer, I could tell they were all pretty, but a saw a blonde reach up and remove her hairclip, and shake her long tresses free. She was stunning. I saw she was wearing a pink bikini and had the body of a goddess.

When we were standing a few feet away, Kyle cleared his throat, " Lacy, can I introduce you to someone, please. This is Drake Mc Finn, from Philadelphia. "

He had addressed the gorgeous blonde in the pink bikini. " Am I supposed to be impressed ? " she hardly looked at me, other than I quick glance, and had a slight pout on her pretty face. One of her friends, an attractive brunette, her hair wet and slicked back from her gace that was sitting nearby, giggled, but smiled up at me. " Welcome to Georgia, Mr Mc Finn. "

Lacy looked annoyed, and continued to ignore me, looking away.

, " I thought you might mind your manners, and be a better hostess than that, Lacy Renee. " Kyle frowned and admonished.

That statement seemed to touch a nerve, because she suddenly stood up and faced us. I tried not to stare at her perfect body, hidden only by the very sheer, almost transparent, bikini. Her breasts were ripe and full, the nipples practically visable through thin materail. Lacy moved close, a proud but defiant expression on her face.

It took almost all of my willpower not to glance down at her body and just look into those beautiful, deep brown eyes ! What I saw there was a mixture of disdain and anger.

 

[angelique127]

Lacy Renee Roberts

I saw them both approach, my brother and his new hire, and I had already decided that I was going to do my best to ignore the man who stole my hubby's job.

That was impossible however...

Sophie Ann Hines swooned over him, the little whore, and my brother reminded me that I was the hostess, insinuating that I had no manners, and treating me as if I was a child !

I stood up and moved in front of them...barely able to contain my anger. The arrogant, son of a bitch had a self satisfied smirk on his rather handsome...I had to admit I was slightly taken back, he was quite goodlooking...very big and imposing, not what I expected ! Kind of rugged, with a square jaw and a thick head of black hair to match his dark, brooding eyes...

" Oh excuse me... my name is Lacy Renee Roberts, and you must be the new, yankee ' carpetbagger ' I've heard so much about. I'm sure you know my husband, Andrew..." I welcomed, my voice dripping honey, but eyes anything but friendly...

 

[makofin]

Drake

Did she just call me a carpetbagger ?

I almost laughed, I hadn't heard that term in ages. Amused, I let the comment slip by, even if it was an insult. I was sure that Andrew had described me in far worse language.

" Please to meet you, Lacy. " I said simply, our gazes locked for a moment. She looked away, her nose turned up, as if to say that I longer existed. Lacy turned around, bending slightly, affording me a view of her terrific and lushious ass in the nearly transparent bikini, and picked up a sarong, which she tied around her waist. She grabbed her brother's arm and they walked away a few feet or so. I couldn't her what was being said, but she appeared to be giving Kyle an earfull.

In the meantime, the brunette had climbed out of the pool and introduced herself. She said her name was Sophie, and asked me to go over to the bar area with her so we could refresh our beverages. I agreed, taking note that she wore an engagement ring with a large diamond. She took my arm, explaining that yes, she was engaged to be married soon, but her fiance was overseas, and she said that lately she was having second thoughts.

We sat in the shade, while Sophie went on and on, telling me all about her life's history. She was a chatterbox, which I found annoying, but I listened anyhow. My thoughts were on Lacy Renee Roberts, not only was she a strikingly gorgeous female, with a body like a goddess, but she presented an irrestistable challenge.

" So Drake, have you been to the Aztec Club yet ? It's this fabulous dance club downtown on Fourth Street. Lacy and I usually go on Thursday nights, ladies night out without the boys. " she giggled, explaining in detail what the club had to offer. At the mention of Lacy's name my ears seemed to perk up.

As I sat there, I hoped that I could catch another glimpse of her. She looked fantastic in that wicked little bikini. And I couldn't help but wonder how a man like Andrew had gotten so lucky and married a woman like Lacy. I mean, she was breathtaking and it just seemed that it would take a really strong, and dominate man to handle her. The birthday boy struck me as weak willed and lazy, giving into his vices, addicted to alcohol and gambling, not beyond stealing from his wife's family.

Go figure.

 

[angelique127]

The party continues

I pulled my brother, Kyle to the side to remind him that, yes, I was the hostess but this was my party, and to never embarress me again, in front of my friends, or anyone else ! I added that Drake Mr. Mc Finn was an uninvited guest, so therefor he was not to be shown any specail consideration. Besides, I had made good, covering my hubby's debts, hadn't I ?

Kyle grinned and told me to relax, and that he hadn't meant any harm.

I wasn't about to argue any further, so I went in seach of Andrew, who I had not seen for an hour or two. Eventually, I found him in the study, inside the house, with his friend, Matthew, who I couldn't stand, the guy was a loser and a leech, and I asked to speak to Andrew in private. Matthew leered at me, staring at my breasts on his way out, but I ignored him.

" W-w-what's the matter, sweetheart ? " Andrew slurred when we were alone.

"I'm just concerned about you, Andrew...I haven't seen you for awhile. Are you enjoying yourself ? "

" Of course, I am, Lacy. Are you ? I mean, for Christsake, you parade around here in that...in that ...fucking see thru bikini...having every guy here walking around with their tongue hanging out ! Wanting to jump your bones...! " Kyle paused and put his glass of whiskey upon the mantle of the fireplace, only to pick it up again, and swallow it in one gulp, " Happy birthday to me ! " he toasted himself.

I moved over next to him, putting my arms around him. " Oh darling, stop being so foolish and jealous. I promise...if you are sober tonight when everyone leaves, why, I'll give you something to remember ! " I murmered, kissing his cheek...

Andrew frowned, and rolled his eyes, but followed me back outside to mingle with the guests.

 

[makofin]

Drake

I stayed at the party for several more hours, most of it spent in the company of Sophie Hines, who clung to my arm, and talked constantly. She knew everyone, it seemed, in Savannah, and filled me in on the latest gossip and scandels. Normally, I could care less about gossip, but since I was a stranger here, I listened patiently as she introduced me to some interesting people, to say the least.

One thing was for sure, their were alot of beautiful females running around half naked, in bikini's and other kind of bathing wear.

Sophie herself looked good in her little black bikini, but no one could come close to comparing to our hostess, Lacy Renee Roberts. She looked absolutely sensational. I found myself watching her every chance I could. Several times I thought I saw her looking in my direction, but she quickly looked away. Sometimes Lacy was in the company of her skinny ass husband, the birthday boy himself, Andrew. He ignored me too.

Later in the day, the band started playing some tunes under a large tent, and Sophie begged me to dance. Having no such intentions of making a fool of myself, I told her it was too hot. She pouted like a spoiled brat, so I told her I had to go speak with Kyle about a private matter. Sophie wanted my phone number, but I lied and said that I didn't have a phone yet in my new place. She gave me hers, making me promise to call her soon.

I went back to the tent where Kyle's family sat, and Regina playfully teased me about Sophie being engaged. She forced me to eat some shrimp, and Kyle coaxed me to drink some shots of Southern Comfort, their drink of choice. Kyle was a bit intoxicated by now, and I was headed that way.
" Hey Lacy, come here for a minute ! " Kyle called. I glanced up and saw Lacy had just emerged from the pool, she was dripping wet. As she approached, I was thunderstruck by how beautiful she was, her tanned skin shiney from the water, but it was the bikini that attracted my attention. It was wet, but now almost completely transparent.
" How's my gorgeous little sister doing, huh ? " Kyle smiled and put his arm around her. " Let's toast to the success of our company, and.. and... ahh...what's his name, your husband, it's his birthday for Christsakes ! "
Lacy rolled her eyes, but then looked right at me, frowning and said, " My God you're still here. I thought you would be fucking little ol' Sophia by now. "
I didn't miss the hint of disgust in her voice. I didn't say anything, my gaze was locked on her crotch, which was only inches away.

Someday, I'm going to make you regret your words, you little bitch. I thought. I'm going to put you in your place, and teach you a lesson you'll never forget. I silently promised myself.

 

[angelique127]

Private Birthday Surprise

It was close to midnite before the last of the guests departed. I took a relaxing bubblebath before getting dressed in my new pair of blue crotchless panties and matching garterbelt. Before slipping into the black stockings, I massaged my legs with some scented body butter. I decided to put my hair up in a bun, and wear the pair of diamond earrings and choker that my husband gave me for our last anniversary. Applying a little makeup, I stepped into my heels and donned the blue, sheer babydoll over a lacey bra.

I was ready, dressed just like Andrew loved me to be. I glided into the bedroom, where he was waiting, laying underneath a silk sheet. Andrew had made me somewhat proud today, he had showed a certain amout of self control by not overindulging in too much alcohol. This was surprising, considering that it was his birthday !

" Whoa, I guess that was worth the wait. " he said, upon seeing me, his eyes widening.

" Do you like ? " I asked, turning around so he could see me from every angle.

" Alot more than the bikini. I still can't believe you wore that thing in front of all our friends and family "

" You loved it, and you know it. " I giggled, moving over to the bed to sit beside him. " Why, I bet you really enjoyed all those men getting an eyeful, knowing they couldn't touch. "

" I should spank you, for giving everyone a hard-on. " Andrew said pulling me down next to him on the bed.

Stretching out on the bed, I lifted the sheet away, exposing Andrew's body. He was naked except for his silk boxers, and they had a slight bulge in the front. My hand caressed the beginning of his own hard-on.

" So...did you have a nice birthday, sweetie ? " I whispered, lightly biting his earlode. Andrew didn't answer, but he closed his eyes and waited for what was to come. I leaned over him, letting my lips kiss down his neck, while my hand sliped underneath his boxers to softly stroke his hardening cock. My mouth traced downwards, pausing to tease his nipples before making it's way across his taunt stomach, onward to the main objective. I felt his body shudder, several times, as I used my lips, tongue and teeth.

" Ahhh...Lacey, you make me so damn hard ! " Andrew murmered, his hips raising up and down off the bed, his cock slipping through my soft fingers. " Please...sweetheart ...suck my dick. "

" Is that what you want ? '' I asked, removing his boxers. I loved to hear him beg...

" God...yes ! '' he gasped.

As I delicately held his prick with my fingers, my wet tongue lightly ran up the base of his shaft...

" Do you want your naughty, little wife to lick your cock ? Even if she is likes to show off to all the men at your party ? " I teased, flicking my tongue over the sensitive nubb.

" Oh hell, yes...please ! "

" Well honey...your new boss was looking me over. I almost had to slap his face ! "

Andrew stiffened, " What did HE do ? "

" Nothing really. It was just the way he looked at me. " I placed Andrew's cock in my mouth. I felt him throb and knew he was close to cumming already.

" You just stay away from that son of a bitch, do you hear me ? " Andrew demanded.

" Don't worry, honey, I hate him all most as much as you do. " I reassured him. Andrew's stiff little five inch cock twitched a few times, and he exploded in my mouth.


After he recovered, Andrew returned the favor by eatting my pussy. My ass was in the air and I was leaning over a pillow, enjoying myself. For some reason, my cunt was even more wet than usual. I didn't bring up the subject of Drake Mc Finn again, although, truthfully, I couldn't help thinking about him...and the way he looked at me, with hunger in his eyes !

I did my best not to think about how attractive and handsome he was...

 

[makofin]

Drake

The next week flew by, as I worked twelve hours a day. Word quickly spread that I was cleaning house, and unless you were dedicated and aggressive you were gone. I believed in downsizing, which meant cutting out needless and useless overhead. I wanted a new team of go getters, instead of the usual lazy, sit on my ass, pretend I'm busy looking busy, worthless types who dispite being here ten or twenty years were not producing profits anymore. I could hire two motivated new people, and eliminate four old positions. Needless to say, this caused alot of dissention and anger among the older, established employees, who were afraid of losing their cushy jobs. A few were close to retirement, though, and reluctantly agreed to an early retirement.

One example, a guy named Martin Skinner, had been with the company almost ten years, but wasn't producing any new accounts, just barely maintaining the ones he had. I called him in, and informed him that he had one week to get two more new accounts or else. He put up a fuss, insisting that he had been around here and personnally knew Kyle and the family for twenty years, and it wasn't in his job description to go out and get two new accounts each week. In other words he wasn't about to change and get with the new program. I thanked him for his ten years of service and dismissed him.

It wasn't long before Kyle came to my office. He looked uncomfortable.

" Is this about Martin ? " I asked, getting to the point.

" Yes, Martin has been with us for ten years or so, and he has a wife and child..."

I cut him off, not wanting to hear it, "I'm sorry, Martin was offered a chance to get onboard, but he chose not too. You hired me to turn this company around and make profit for a change. That's what I'm doing."

Kyle shook his head. " You're right, I'll try not to interfer." He stood up, heading for the door. " I gotta say, Drake, this place is in a uproar. Maybe I'm not prepared. "

" Yeah. And it will be for awhile." I sensed he wanted to say more, he looked upset. Kyle, I know what's happening around here is bothering you. Heads are rolling, and most are your friends, sort of speak. It's not easy. But it is neccessary. "

Kyle shrugged his shoulders and left my office.

Now, if only I could get rid of Andrew Roberts that easy.

 

[angelique127]

Ladies Night at the Aztec

By Thursday evening I was ready for a night out. Each night I had to listen to Andrew whine and complain about Drake Mc Finn, and how he was upsetting the apple cart at work. I reminded him, that his carreer was secure, and suggested that he just avoid the guy. My friend Sophie called several times a day also, crying that this Drake had not called her yet. I didn't say anything to her, but what did she expect, really, she was engaged, and perhaps he wasn't interested in her. Maybe if she wasn't such an easy slut...but not wanting to hurt her feeling, I reassured her that maybe he was too busy with his new job.

Wearing a black mini skirt, and a white sheer blouse, with stockings and heels, of course, I bent over and kissed Andrew on the forehead while he was reading the newspaper.

" Don't wait up for me, darling, I may be late. "

Andrew looked up at me and did a doubletake. " You're not going out dressed like that, are you ? "

" Why yes...I always dress like this. I swear, you are always complaining lately about what I am wearing. " I remarked, rolling my eyes.

" Well Lacy, you are a married woman. "

" And what's that supposed to mean ? " I snapped.

" That maybe you should dress like one, instead of looking so available. "

Not wanting to argue, I gave him a lingering kiss, and whispered in his ear, " Don't be silly, darling, you know that you are me one and only."

Andrew grunted and dropped the conversation, knowing I always got my way. Without another word, I left for the club.

I parked my Mercedes. From the parking lot I could hear the dance music. I walked past the doorman, who nodded at me, and entered the club. The strobe lights were flashing, and it was crowded, already the bodies were shaking on the dance floor. I twisted and turned through the throngs of people, heading for the table where we usually sat. Someone grabbed my ass, but I ignored it. Finally, I found my girlfriends, Stacy, Belle and Sophie, who already appeared intoxicated. Greeting them all, I ordered a drink, and before I could take a sip, Sophie shouted in my ear, asking me to go with her to the restroom.

As I followed her, I noticed him. Drake Mc Finn was sitting at the bar, alone, nursing a drink. He saw me and winked. At first, I thought he was winking at Sophie, but it was apparent that she didn't see him, because she passed right by him. I turned my head, but not before giving the arrogant bastard a dirty look...

 

[makofin]

Drake [ the Aztec ]

I didn't go to the Aztec because I wanted to see Sophie Ann Hines. In fact, I had no desire to call her during the week, and didn't do so. I knew she would be there, and hopefully, so would Lacy Roberts. I wasn't fooling myself, Lacy didn't care for me, and she was married. But that wasn't going to stop me from getting what I wanted.

The Aztec really wasn't my cup of tea. I hated top-forty dance music, and it was so loud you couldn't hear yourself think. It was too crowded, with mostly young singles or upscale couples. Not that I minded checking out the the females, some were stunningly beautiful, and available. It was a pleasure watching them show off. But being older, and if I wanted to seduce a woman properly, I would have chosen somewhere a little more romantic or intimate.

To each their own. I took a sip from my overpriced beer. I was sitting at the bar, watching the young, foxy, overworked red-headed barmaid rush around, making drinks. That was when I saw her, actually both of them, Sophia and Lacy approaching. I assumed they were going to the ladies room. Just by chance, Lacy caught my eye, and I winked. If looks could kill, I would have been dead ! Sophie didn't see me, and they continued on their way.

Well, Lacy must have told her where I was sitting while they were in the restroom, because Sophie soon tapped me on my shoulder.

" Hey you, how come you didn't call me ? " she shouted in my ear, leaning in close. I turned to face her, and saw Lacy standing behind her, her arms crossed over her chest, looking away. She had a rather impatient expression on her pretty face.

" I lost your number. " I lied.

" Can I sit down ? " Sophie asked, almost pleading.

I nodded towards an empty chair. She smiled at me, happy now. I stood up, and offered Lacy my seat. She rolled her eyes and mouthed " Drop dead. "

Or at least I think that was what she meant.

 

[angelique127]

Lacy Roberts

Once inside the ladies room, where we could hear each other speak, more or less, Sophie started to cry, Not tears exactly, but she whined about Drake Mc Finn not calling her all week. I did remind her that she was engaged, for Christsakes, and shouldn't be concerned about some worthless man, who she hardly knew...even if he was kind of goodlooking.

" Lacy, you just don't understand, he is such a catch, I mean, he is rich and available, and I want to be with him ! Karl is oversea's, and who knows who he is sleeping with. " Sophie insisted.

'' My God Sophie, the man is nothing but trouble. And most likely dangerous ! " I told her, adjusting the seam on my stocking. " Not to mention, he is an arrogant bastard. "

" I know, that is why he is so intriging ! " Sophie said, applying more lipstick.

I debated whether I should tell her or not, against my better judgement I said, " Well, Sophie, dear, he is sitting at the bar right now..."

" You're kidding me, you mean he is here ! "


I followed her back out to the bar area. Sophie spotted him immediately, and approached him. He invited us to sit down, but I refused. Sophie did, of course. I, on the other hand, rejoined my other friends.

God, I can't stand him ! I thought, wanting to slap that smug grin off his leering face...

 

[makofin]

Drake

I tried to hear what Sophie was saying, but the music was too damn loud. That didn't stop her though, she kept up a constant stream of chatter. We had a few more drinks, and she asked me to dance, but I refused her offer. Finally, I suggested that we go somewhere else, where it wasn't so loud. Sophie agreed immediately.

" Let's go back to your place. " she said, her tongue sliding around the inside of my ear.

I debated this for several seconds. It wasn't that she was unattractive, Sophie was quite goodlooking, with a nice body, I had seen her in a bkini, but something warned me not to get too involved with her. She was engaged, but that had never really stopped me before, maybe I just had a sixth sense about her. I knew I could fuck her, and she seemed eager enough...

Throwing caution to the wind, I took her hand and led her through the club, and towards my car.

 

[angelique127]

Lacy

When Sophie didn't return after about a half hour or so, I went back to the bar where she had been sitting with Drake but they were gone. Thinking that they must have have left together, I rejoined Stacy and Belle. I must admit, I was a little dissappointed with Sophie, she acted like such a slut at times, always having to have the attention a man to make her feel better about herself. Perhaps this time, she was in over her head. Drake Mc Finn reminded me of a wolf in sheep's clothing...

I tried not to worry about her, and enjoy myself. We all had a few drinks, then hit the dance floor. Throughout the course of the evening, several men had hit on me, but I brushed them off as usual. Most of the time, I would show them my wedding ring, or simply ignore them. Not that I wouldn't accept a drink from someone...or flirt at times with a good looking guy. As a southern girl, I considered flirting a way of life !

But tonight, I soon grew bored, and decided to make it an early night. Telling the girls I had a headache, I went on home to hubby...

 

[makofin]

Drake

I took Sophie back to my place.

We sat on the leather couch, sipping our mixed drinks, making small talk. It was more like I was just listening to her life story. Pretty soon, I grew bored, and decided to change the subject, so I pulled her towards me and kissed her. She seemed to melt into my arms, " Oh, Mista Mc Finn ! " she exclaimed in that soft, southern drawl, " We really shouldn't be doing this ! "

I almost laughed, she had been sending out signals since the party, showing me just how available she was.

Sophie giggled and unbuttoned my shirt, her seductive fingernails tracing along the hard muscles of my chest. " My, oh my, Drake, do you work out ? " Before long, her hand moved downwards, pausing a while at my abs, teasing for a moment. By now, my large cock was rock hard, straining to be released. Sophie didn't make me wait much longer, unzipping my pants. " Drake, I never...my God you are hung like a horse ! "

I soon discovered that besides talking, Sophie had other talents. Using her tongue, lips and hand, she more or less had me struggling for control, while she worshipped my cock with her mouth. She was rewarded by her efforts, because even though I held off as long as possible, I exploded into her willing mouth within minutes.

Wanting to return the favor, I took her into the bedroom, and demanded she strip off everything but her stockings and heels. She wasn't wearing any panties, but her cunt was hot, and wet. I buried my face between her legs, determined to make her scream. She did. Sophie begged, pleaded, and whimpered, twisting all over my face. I felt her stiffen, and arch her back, as I held her round and ample ass in my hands. Her musky cunt spasmed, fluttered it seemed, for the first of many times that night.

My big dick was hard again, and I didn't hesitate to bury it in her tight, but slippery pussy. Mounting her, I eased it in, slowly at first, enjoying every inch of Sophie's silky, creamy pussy. She begged for more, and I gave it to her. Sophie wanted it hard, and rough and that's what I gave her ! I lost track of how many times this hot, wanton, dark haired, southern belle creamed all over my pounding cock, but much later, after taking her doggy style, and pulling her head back by using her hair, I found my release, again !

 

[angelique127]

Lacy -Friday afternoon

We were sitting poolside, Sophie and I, soaking up the sun, and sipping mint julips. To my surprise, she was rather subdued today, and not her usual self, talking non stop so as one could hardly get a word in. That was fine with me however, I was still miffed at her for last night, leaving the club early with that dreadfully, arrogant prick, Drake Mc Finn.

Their was a telltale air about her, though, a content glow, so to speak, that couldn't be hidden by the sunglasses she wore, that said,' I slept with him' ! I waited, knowing I was going to hear the intimate details, whether I wanted too or not, as soon as the alcohol kicked in.

" Oh, Lacy...I'm sorry I left the club early last night, and you don't approve of him, but...my God, he was amazing ! "

" Since when do you need my approval to sleep with someone ? " I asked.

" I don't, but I am aware that you don't like him very much. "

" That's an understatement. "

" Why don't you like him ? I mean, what's not to like ? Drakey is rich and successful, he's got a body to die for...big muscles and a handsome face, not to mention his huge, hard dick..."

" Sophie, I don't really want to hear it ! " I interjected, cutting her off. " Drake Mc Finn is a snake, and he cares for no one, except himself. Mark my words, you are going to get hurt. "

" Do you know what I think, Lacy ? I think you are just jealous. "

" Jealous ? Of who ? Why, that's absurd."

" Me. You must be jealous because I have the ability to attract, wealthy, powerful and goodlooking men, while your own hubby lives off your family's money. "

" What ? How dare you, Sophie, who do you think you are ? " I sat up, outraged by the insult. She had no right to talk that way about my husband ! " Why would I be jealous of you, of all people ? You have fucked every male that has smiled at you, ever since high school. You have been unfaithful to everyone, including your current fiancee...in other words, you Sophie are nothing but a slut ! "

Sophie pushed her sunglasses back and glared at me, standing up to leave.

" What's the matter, can't stand the truth ? " I smirked, returning her stare.

" I could care less what you think of me, Lacy, you are nothing but a little spoiled bitch, a daddy's girl, who gets everything she wants. You are no better than I am. " Sophie snapped, walking off in a huff, with her nose in the air.

I sat back in the chair, trying to calm myself...

 

[makofin]

Drake

By Friday afternoon I was getting frustrated. All day, Sophie must have called the office at least ten times. I was unavailable in the morning because of meetings, and had my secretary tell her so, but the calls continued, unabated, throughout the afternoon. Finally, I decided to speak with her, and tell her that I had to go to Atlanta over the weekend. Sophie practically invited herself to go with me, but I told her that it was a business trip and therefor I couldn't spend any time with her. " Well, I could go shopping on Peach Tree Street during the day, and surely you won't be busy working all night, if you know what I mean, babydoll. I just love Atlanta, their are so many restaurants there, I don't know which one to go to first. Perhaps we could go to... " and on and on.

Babydoll ? I winced, This was getting serious.

I explained that I would only be staying overnight tonight, and that I would be coming back tommorrow evening. " So you see, their isn't really too much time for us to spend together. "

She agreed, but suggested that maybe next weekend we could go to Alanta, just the two of us. I was careful not to make any definate promises.

" So you'll be home tomorrow night ? About what time, do ya think ? I could come over and make you dinner, and we could spend a queit evening in bed. " She giggled.

As much as another romp in the hay with her didn't sound too bad, I was determined to avoid her. Already, I was resenting Sophie's behavior, she was too pocessive and pushy, and constantly rattled on and on about things that didn't matter. It was irratating.

" Well, I'll probably be worn out. As it is, I didn't get any sleep last night. " I said, making an excuse, but thinking to myself that after hours of lovemaking, she talked until sunrise. I finally dozed off and she was still talking.

" What are you doing Sunday ? Perhaps we could go to the beach. " she asked, not to be deterred.

Trying to hide my growing frustration, I promised to call her. I always took pride in being honest, but because I didn't want to hurt her feeling, and because I was the new man in town, I said that it sounded great. I listened, in boredom, while she rambled on about everything.

Besides, she was a friend of Lacy Roberts. And whether the snotty little, high class, prima donna, married, spoiled rotten, rich bitch knew it or not, I was going to soon be dominating her in every way I possibly could !