As happy as we both had been lately with how our lives were going, it didn’t leave as much time for us to be together as I think either of us would like. True to her word, Tina called Dan the next day and early the next week was back at Alphaville in the same position she was in when she left. It made me so proud that she was so good at her job that she was not penalized for her departure and made to work her way up once again. Talent is talent I suppose. She had started out slow, working only two, maybe three days a week. But when word of her return got out, she was in demand to work on several of the high profile scripts that were coming into the studio. Her small work week turned into one that could easily rival my own. But she’s happy, really happy to be back at work and that’s all that really matters to me in the end.
I have also been elated lately with my current job situation. After giving my notice to Franklin and the board, I was informed that they would only need two weeks, as they were thinking of promoting someone from the inside to director. I was grateful that I didn’t have to extend my time there, but Franklin‘s smugness at my letter of resignation made me want to stay just to piss him off. Instead I not only took two of his bigger financial contributors, including Peggy Peabody, but also managed to persuade James to join me at my new gallery as well. That took the smugness right off the little trolls face. With Peggy and my other investor already lined up, my next major step was finding the perfect space. Tina was invaluable when it came to this. She looked at every single space with me; on her days off she scoured the internet, local papers, anywhere she could find for available space. She has an incredible eye for the layout and design of a room and she could envision each space filled with canvas and sculpture alike. She says she just learned from the best, but she sees things in a way I can never picture and it inspires me to work even harder. We finally settled on a space, ironically only three blocks from the Planet. It’s a fairly simplistic L shaped building, but the potential is unending. Gorgeous hard wood floors and twelve foot ceiling help too. I’m currently looking for a carpenter for my fist exhibit and its a little nerve racking and time consuming too.
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Hey ayns – that was amazing and very hot….my heartbeat needs to slow down now :o))
Great story – excellent writer. Please post soon….
I just fell into this story today and am loving it so far! Please continue soon. I like your approach of re-writing how S1 turned out, I just hope a certian carpenter stays out of the picture.
Keep up the great work!
oh my..thanks you..amazing chapter post soon
ITS ABOUT TIME!!!!wow that was sooo hot may have to read it again lol looking forward to round 2 but right now i really fail to see how you could better thatmmmmm
Thank you Lord!! Goog god.
“shes gripping the edge of the counter so tight her knuckles are starting to turn white.” No ayns. thats me holding on at the computer trying desprately to not slide off my chair.
“i catch myself at work staring off into space imaging sitting on tinas face …” thanks for the visual
“honey, im home.” in more ways that one. hell yeah this was great.
love how your writing this. but no need to mention carpenters, k.
Tina’s walls are starting to clench around the three drenched fingers I have pumping into her.
Well DAYUMMMMMMM!! Talk about an opening statement!! I haven’t made it to the 2nd sentence and I’m drooling already!
She grunts when I push her face down on the counter and drive a fourth finger into her willing flesh.
Ok, I’m sure our Tina could handle 4, I mean; she’s had dildos, vibrators, just a lil sumptin of everything up in there. 4 should be a snap! LMAO!!
I catch myself at work staring off into space imaging sitting on Tina’s face, her tongue buried deep inside of me as I’m pulling at my own breasts begging for release.
I wonder if that’s the same look I had imagining myself on Bette’s…..ahhhh nevermind
I ground myself against her ass feeling the wetness coating my panties and seeping through to my pants.
I can imagine the look on the cleaners face…..mmmm, what’s that smell?
When her breathing had returned to normal I finally whispered in her ear.
“Honey, I’m home.”
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! Ayns, this was the SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*jaw dropped*
well well well GOD DAMN AYNS that was WOW..dont keep us waitin to long
Flawless.
honey i’m home… god dam… come home like that any time you want… hmmmmmmm please continue when you can
ayns…that was fucking awesome. Now that my heartrate is back to normal I can go clean my house and think of this wonderful chapter….post soon
Damn that was so hot and amazing, love it. Thanks!