After dinner, mom brought out her stuffed cupcakes on a platter. She makes these chocolate cupcakes with holes in the middle and fills them with a white chocolate mousse filling and then tops them with chocolate fudge frosting and they are to die for. As she walked by Ralph, he tried to stop her to get one by grabbing her bathing suit and she yelled at him, “Stop it Ralph, you’re going to make me lose my bottoms.”
Ralph smiled and said, “And such a cute bottom it is, Carol.” I wondered what was going on with our parents. As she pushed the tray in front of me, I told mom I was too full to eat one and she seemed upset so to make her happy, I took one. We finished and I walked into the front room.
Out of nowhere, Rose appeared and said, “‘Want to see if we can walk off some dinner and make room for that dessert?” Who was I to argue with this vision of loveliness? I mean she could have been a Playboy centerfold if she had the right make-up. Her tits were the perfect size, not to big but not too small. Maybe a C cup. She had changed out of that little bikini and was wearing a silk-like crop-top tank top and a pair of white short-shorts and pumps, her nipples stuck out far enough I could have hung my keys on them.
Somewhere along the way, I’m not sure when but we began holding hands as we walked. I looked over at her and said, “What should we do with this cupcake?” Rose looked at me and said, “Let me have a bite.” She took a bite and her eyes rolled back in her head. “Oh my God, I think I’ve died and gone to heaven! Your turn.” So, I took a bite. Then I held it so she could take a bite and she took a very big bite this time, getting a lot of chocolate on her face. I was a smart ass and said, “What are you trying to do, give yourself a clown face?” She grabbed the cupcake out of my hand and before I could do anything, she had shoved it into my mouth and face so we both had chocolate covered faces. She took a bite then pushed the rest into my mouth and after finishing that cupcake we laughed at each other’s faces. We found a car and checked ourselves out in the reflection of the window and I said, I guess we need to find a place to wash up, don’t we?” Rose got this gleam in her eye then began to lick the chocolate off my face. So slowly and sexily that I thought my johnson was going to rip through my shorts. When she was done, she smiled and said, “Ok, Michael, now it’s your turn.” I began to lick off the chocolate off of her face as she held me close. I could feel her rubbing her crotch to mine. I got the last of the chocolate off and said, “All clean,” and she pressed her lips to mine and dove her tongue into my mouth, looking for my tonsils.
We didn’t make it back to my house until after dark and I walked her to her front door. Her father said, “Thanks for bringing her home, Michael, we were about to send out a search party.”
She kissed him on the cheek and said, “Don’t worry daddy, I was in good hands.” As she walked past him, he said under his breath, “It’s where his is hands were is what I was worried about.”
Rose was a very smart girl and had a 4A grade point average from a young age which helped her graduate from high school early so now she was going to start her senior year of college at the age of 19 studying to become a teacher. She wanted to teach middle school English of all things. She still needed to get her Master’s degree to get her teaching certificate but she said that was no big deal as she was already working on it.
Rose and I spent a lot of afternoons talking and getting to know one another and building a strong relationship. I was finishing up my Business Management degree and wanted us both to have our degrees before we were married. We had a lot of things in common. We dated and even though some of our sessions got hot and heavy, we never went past third base. The day we graduated, in front of both of our parents, I knelt down on one knee and proposed to Rose. She accepted and we were married at the end of August. Somehow her mother already knew we were going to be married then. Go figure. The invitations had already been printed up and the hall rented months before I proposed I later found out. Evie was her bridesmaid.
I had been working for Butler Construction from the time I graduated, for nearly two years, then we heard that we were being bought out by Tri-State. Everyone received their checks and pink slips on Wednesday and I went home and told Rose. She was said, “Michael, I know you can find a better job. Let’s work on your resume` tonight after dinner.” We worked until she was happy with it, being married to an English teacher does have its advantages at times. The next morning, after Rose left for work, I enjoyed a second cup of coffee and had I had printed up several copies of my resume` when my phone rang and it our secretary from work, Susanna. “Michael, where are you?”
“Why? I’m at home? I got laid off just like everyone else.” I told her.”
Susanna said, “You big silly, didn’t anybody tell you, Tri-State bought us out, including all the employees. Now get your ass back down here and get to work before you really are fired and I mean pronto, buster.”
I was really glad there weren’t any observant policemen on my trip to work that day because that old truck of mine was sure haulin’ ass and cutting the lights mighty close but I got there and thankfully they had covered for me and I made it in time for the all staff meeting with Bill Rielly, the new owner.
Bill was a cool guy, he had started from the ground up, and I do mean just that. Digging ditches and worked his way to the top. He made a short speech then a large catering van pulled up with a ton of hoagies, snacks, goodies and drinks while Bill walked around and introduced himself to every employee and found out what they did and asked them how they thought they could improve the company if they had the chance. When he came to me, I really laid it on him, though I figured he’d just file it away for another day. He was surprised that I had a Business Management degree.
What shook me up was the next morning, when I walked in, I was told I needed to go downtown to Tri-State’s head office and meet with Bill. I wasn’t sure if it was a good thing or a bad one. I asked my lead man if I should take a company truck or my personal car and he said, “Better take your own car kid, you may have pissed the old man off with the things you said to him yesterday.” I quickly packed all my tools up and headed out. All the way over there, I was going over what I had said to him and for the life of me, I couldn’t remember what I could have said to make him upset but was really afraid I was getting laid off. Once there, the secretary led me to his office door. I walked into his office on eggshells.
Bill welcomed me in with a hearty handshake and asked me to sit down, then said, “Michael, you gave me a lot to think about last night once I got home. At first, I wasn’t sure about some of the things you said, but then I started talking it over with Patsy, my wife.” He pointed to the picture on his desk, she was a lovely woman. “She’s the one that convinced me you were right about several things and she went online and we checked a few things to validate what you had said. I don’t think you’re in the right spot out there busting your balls in the field so I’m bringing you in and I’m giving you the job of running a job or two and see how you do. How does $40 an hour, company truck, company credit card, plus medical, vacation, and bonus pay sound to start. If you do well on these two jobs, I’m sure there will be bigger and better things ahead for you. Be here at 7:00 tomorrow morning, OK? Take the rest of the day off on me.”