Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. (C) Copyright 2003. M.C. All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. Copies of my stories can be downloaded from: </files/Authors/MikeC/> What do you think of the story? Send comments and suggestions to MikeC@NSpace.net ============= James Part X. Distant Horizons James 71 She sighed as I slipped inside her warm bed. With a flip she spread her naked body over me, legs sprawled astride my hips. Face nestled in my neck she caressed my chest, "Hmmm, you're not the regular mailman. New route?" "No ma'am, I'm just the paper boy." "Ah, well, no matter..." And leaned down to direct my erection in her, "Oh god! That's good!" She started squirming and rubbed my cock against her tight slit. "Yesss..." She humped against me and suddenly got very wet, "Ahhh..." As she jabbed the tip inside her. "I love these major news items..." She squirmed some more, then stopped, "This sure doesn't feel like a Tuesday edition... Are you sure you're not late in delivering the Saturday papers?" "I'm trying to save time by doing a whole week all at once." "You sure are!" She laughed, then kissed my jaw, "Mmmm, slowly my love, just the headlines first..." She twisted this way and that, as she savored the insightful coverage. She was awfully tight and we worked our way through, diligently and delightfully, adding our breathy comments along the way. She started shaking with the Editorials and moaned all the way to the Home and Garden section. I joined her at Haute Cuisine and we both spasmed to a delicious orgasm before we could reach the Classifieds. She gazed down at me and smiled, and I was again captivated by her eyes, "How are you, my Princess?" I murmured. "Very well... And you, my knight?" "I'm where I want to be..." I drew her down and we kissed, our bodies tightly joined, luxuriating in the afterglow. "I'm so out of practice, I can't fit you in any more!" She giggled, then sighed, "Not a finger, and since Celeste left..." She grinned lasciviously, "Not even a tongue!" "Am I complaining?" I leered back, "I've been saving myself too..." "Oh...?" "Yeah, I've been celibate since noon yesterday!" "What a sacrifice!" She laughed uproariously and popped me out. We both groaned. "So we can spend the day in bed and do it until we get you into shape..." Instantly I knew I shouldn't have said it. Nicole started poking my side, "Hmm, it appears *I'm* not the only person who needs to get into shape!" I grabbed her wrist and tugged her to lie beside me, "I will... Just not now." I looked into her amazing beauty and we both smiled. I stroked her face with my fingertips and followed them with my lips. I kissed her, lightly and trailed down her neck, my powdery caresses enough to make her gasp and writhe on the sheets. Slowly I walked my tongue up the slopes of her proud breasts, watching the nipples harden, begging to be suckled. At her cry I slipped my mouth over them as she held my head tightly. "What you do... What you do..." she moaned over and over. "Wait honey," She whispered and turned us over, then slid down to hold me, gently jacking me as she darted her tongue around the testicles, then up the stalk before taking the tip in her soft mouth. Her eyes closed as she tasted me carefully. I was rock hard in her hands when she pulled me over her. "Now, my knight... Get me in shape." = = = "Tell me about Brookhaven!" She urged for the third time as I drove us down the hill in the coupe. "Hush woman," I growled, fighting to keep my eyes on the road, "How do you expect me to drive, stare at your crotch AND talk at the same time?" "You mean this?" She laughed, as she posed in her short white dress, "A little thing that Celeste got me from Nina Ricci. Like it?" She squirmed around to show me. All it did was show me that it WAS little, rode up her long tanned thighs with a will of its own and her silk panties had a damp spot. "Why," I sighed, as I slowed against the curb, "Did we get out on the road when we should be exercising your most womanly assets in a warm bed?" I dropped my hand on her smooth leg to keep the tantalizing view properly oriented. "Sorry, my sweet, I didn't mean to tease," She brushed me with a soft kiss, "I just wanted to have lunch and show you what we've been doing at the clinic." She paused and looked at me, "The truth is I want you so bad..." She pulled my hand to her cheek and leaned against it, "So if you want to turn back..." She licked her lips, "Or if you want me to do something here..." She closed her eyes and shivered, "Just say it!" "No, let's go visit Anton and then the Clinic..." "Then...?" "I promised Mom I would thank you for getting me into University..." "Which YOU did by yourself!" "With a lot of help from you to begin with!" "OK, so I did my bit to make sure you didn't waste your time and intelligence..." "So I'm taking you out on the town." "Ohhh! A date?" She smiled widely, "And you'll wine and dine me?" I nodded as she continued, "And get me thoroughly seduced? And make passionate love to me all night long?" Her eyes glowed and she gripped my hand against her. "All that, and more, my princess." I assured her, "A mere token of my gratitude for what you've given me..." "You give me so much as well, my knight..." She sighed, "And I love you so." Tenderly, she touched tremulous lips against mine. Finally she pulled back, "Where are we going again?" "Lunch?" She stared in my eyes, "I thought you could read my mind." "Normally, but not when my blood is pounding in my head." "Just your head?" I stared back at her, "What am I thinking?" She smiled sweetly, "I don't think there's a single coherent thought in your mind." She dropped her hand on my leg, "But I know what you WANT!" "What we both want..." "We COULD give in to our lust, but we won't, right?" She twined her fingers in my hair, "Just think of the anticipation..." Her voice faded and her face shone. "If you say so." I sighed and let the car in gear. = = = "Ah, Madame Petitcoeur et Monsieur Mitchell!" Anton welcomed us warmly at the door. "See? I'm not the only one who misses you." Said Nicole, arms around me. "How are you Anton?" "Eh bien, et monsieur?" "Très bien, aussi." I smiled to hide the fact that that was all the French I'd ever remembered. "Très habile, on plus." Glittered Nicole. Anton showed us to our table, with a knowing smirk on his face. "Steak?" I looked at Nicole and she nodded, her hand still on mine across the table. I ordered sirloins for us, medium rare. "Are you sure the small steak is for you, love? Don't forget you're a growing boy!" Nicole asked as she watched me clean my plate in record time. I wiped my mouth and sighed in contentment. "Say, Anton," I said, as he replaced our empty entrée dishes with coffee. "I wonder if you can help me out - I was thinking of bringing a very special friend back here for dinner tonight." I looked at Nicole, "A most unique lady, who's given me more happiness than I have a right to expect." Nicole tightened her grip on my hand and her eyes glistened with emotion. To Anton, I continued, "I'll leave the menu up to you..." Nicole turned to Anton, "But make sure you include white asparagus with the meal." She took my hand and leaned over, "Thank you my love." And capped it with a soft lingering kiss. I realized the whole restaurant was smiling at us and Anton was saying something, "Huh, hmmm?" "Would eight be good?" He was asking, "I would like a bit more time to prepare." He explained apologetically. "Six would be better." Nicole suggested, "I'm sorry, but do what you can." "We will try our best, madame, monsieur." Anton bowed, "Six it is." After our coffee we drove to the clinic. The Valley Medical Center complex took up an entire block on the edge of town, with the offices of the clinic on 3 sides of a large "C". The open side was taken up with a pharmacy and a veterinarian's office. The large parking area in the center had been roped off for construction. We parked across the street and Nicole took my arm, "Phase one started last week - we're putting in 3 levels of underground parking. Then Phase Two'll add a couple of levels of treatment and convalescent facilities. This--" She gestured at the torn up parking area, "--will become a garden. Celeste promised a center piece for it, when it's finished later this year, in time for the SurgInt equipment to be installed." She grinned, "This is SO exciting!" I could feel her heart beating as she hugged herself to my arm. "Who's financing this?" "The consortium of JamPC, Mueller Foundation and Commercial Electrics is footing 60% of the bills, with the State and Federal Governments kicking in the rest. But the good thing is that we have complete FDA cooperation and will be a fully accredited teaching hospital." She kept her arm tucked in mine when we walked up to the receptionist, "Beth, can you have the directors in my office in an hour?" She smiled, "I'd like them to..." She stopped, and eyes a-twinkle, she gestured at me, "Beth, say 'Hi' to James Mitchell, CEO of JamPC, and my boss!" I was still gaping when Nicole steered me into her office and closed the door. "You can relax now, honey!" She smiled, "Although I must say you handled it very well!" "Did you see them?" "See who?" "My marbles - I swear I lost them back there!" "No sweetheart," She laughed, as she hastened to confirm it with a strategically placed hand. "They're both there, but your total aplomb is astounding!" "What aplomb? That was terror-induced stupor!" I wheezed weakly, allowing her to settle me in a chair. I sighed, "Weren't you taking an awful risk just now?" "No, love, I KNOW what you can do, even if you aren't 100% sure." She sat on my lap and kissed my cheek, "My faith in you is complete - and as you've shown, completely correct." "So now the question is WHY you did it?" "Simple, the Clinic will be going through a lot of changes and it needs a steady hand at the helm." She glinted at me and hugged me, "And who better than my love and partner?" "What will you be doing? Are you planning to go somewhere?" "Oh, I'll be around, but starting next month, I have to begin my Articling stint, which means 8 hour days and not a lot of freedom to run around." She giggled, "That's why Celeste got me these tiny dresses - so I could impress my new bosses." She rested her head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "But I would much rather impress THIS boss..." She followed with an agile tongue, "Is it working?" "What about not giving in to the lust, and the anticipation?" "You're right, we shouldn't..." She bit her lip, and in a tiny voice said, "But I'm just a poor working girl... Who am I to say no if my boss wants to... to take liberties?" She finished with a long sigh. "Oh, I'm sure you can, my love!" I laughed, kissing an upturned corner of her mouth, quoting, "'All this she, that appeared so comely, spoke without stop or staggering, with so ready delivery, and so sweet a voice, as her discretion admired them no less than her beauty...'" With a glint Nicole continued, "'Even as you have engirt my middle with your arms, so likewise have I tied fast my mind with virtuous and forcible desires that are wholly different from yours.'" She kissed me, "'Yet if I might remain with honour, although I rested void of delights, would I willingly bestow on you that which you presently labour so much to obtain.'" "Ah, if I am to be her Knight with the Ill-Favoured face, would the Princess care to witness my 'tawny spot with certain hairs like to bristles?'" I suggested. "And perchance taste its bitter dew?" She glittered, "But first, my beautiful chevalier, allow me to show you my domain." She led the way to a gleaming model of the new Clinic in the corner. She leaned back against me, holding my arms across her breasts, "Such a beautiful dream, and it's happening!" She gripped my arm, "And I want you to be as much a part of it as me, OK?" "I'll try not to disappoint." I murmured into her hair. "No... You've never given me cause to feel disappointed." She squirmed around my arms to face me, then hugged me, "As a matter of fact I expect you to excel at this venture as well." She nuzzled me and smiled, "I'm a FIRM believer in you." She wiggled various parts of her anatomy on me. "I see... and I would be hard-pressed to deny that!" I squirmed back and tasted her lips, "But why are you trying to seduce me?" "Because it's FUN!" She grinned, "And it gets me SO... horny!" She clutched me and whispered against my lips, "And wet!" "When can I start molesting you then?" "Oh, no! You're my boss, that would be... undignified!" She grinned and wrinkled her nose at me. "Yet you will not protest if I, ah, took liberties...?" "If you ask, sir, it is my duty to inform you." She said solemnly, then smiled, "But if you, umm, insisted your affections, then..." She fluttered her lashes demurely and glanced at the awkward lump in my trousers. "Although," She continued as she reached for my zip, "A good employee should always take the initiative in ensuring the continued smooth running of the company..." She blinked guilessly up at me as she settled on her knees, "Right?" = = = The afternoon passed in languid aplomb; sated by Nicole's inimitable style, I floated in a cloud of euphoria as Nicole introduced me to the two heads of the clinic. Mrs Wong was a second generation Chinese who handled the clinic's administration. She was tall for an oriental, but still about a head shorter than me. Small boned, but not delicate, she had the ageless look of command about her, as witnessed by the way the staff scurried at her voice. Dr Haracor, on the other hand, was a genial older man with a head of white hair. He had been with the clinic since its beginnings and was a strong supporter of Nicole and her efforts to upgrade the Center. Niceties and quick tour over, they returned to their offices as Nicole walked me down a corridor. My stomach started rumbling to the smell of food. "Hmmm, Ssspicy-a meat-a ballz-a!" I ruminated. Nicole laughed, "Ooops, forgot we had to go past the cafeteria!" She looked at me, "Are you going to ruin your appetite? Dinner's in an hour!" She warned, then without waiting for my answer led me inside. She waved to the kitchen staff and led me to a reserved area. "The staff gets one included meal a day, and this space is reserved for doctors and nurses so they don't have to worry about being interrupted while they are being fed. And we get service here." She turned as a white aproned waitress came up. "Hello Ms Petitcoeur!" She smiled. "Hi Winnie!" She turned to me, "Winnie and her parents run the cafeteria." She introduced me with a big smile, "And this is James, my boss." "You enjoy that, don't you?" I said to Nicole after Winnie took our order. "What?" She looked suitable nonplussed. "Telling people I'm your boss." "Well, aren't you?" She exercised her lashes some more. "My sweet lady, you know as well as I that whatever I am is all of your making." I looked at her, "And much as it pleases me to admit it, that fact alone should instantly disqualify me from being your boss." "Not so my knight! If you tell me what to do and I obey, then you are my boss!" She paused, "But look at it from the practical side, having you as my boss reduces the confusion here when I'm gone. The staff now knows that your word carries the final decision - although in the time I've been here, I've not had to make any decisions regarding the day-to-day operations." "I stand advised, my love." I inclined my head to her. "...not that that was in any form a command, you understand..." Hands in her lap, she peeked at me from under her lashes, "A mere trifle of a suggestion..." A small giggle, "And yes, I AM enjoying myself!" "You forgot the 'Sir!'" I smiled. "Yes Sir, I'm sorry, Sir, it won't happen again... Sir!" She sighed, which almost made Winnie drop the plate of meatballs on my lap. I looked up and smiled my thanks but she scurried off, face white. "Well, that ought to make you famous!" Nicole laughed, "Her Mom knows everything that goes on here - and isn't afraid to let people know either! Soon it'll be all over that James the Tyrant is taking over. Ah, the good times are over." She said wistfully and, when I said nothing, she added, "Why are you staring at me?" "I was just thinking about introducing corporal punishment - maybe some judicious seat warming over my lap." She raised her brows, "Maybe start a tally sheet, three strikes and..." I rubbed my hands in glee and leaned over to get a good view of my intended target. She squirmed and tried to tug her skirt down, rather unsuccessfully, "James... Stop!" "That's one." I growled. = = = "We've converted the Lectorium to a training center for the SurgInt equipment." Nicole informed me as we sat a dark room overlooking a larger area where a number of computer consoles were set up. "The doctors take turns to train with the waldos," Nicole indicated the wire-laced gloves the doctors were wearing. "The final versions will have tactile feedback as well, but for now, they are getting a synthesized sense of what the robots can do." "I'm clearly not cut out for this," I murmured, "I'm getting seasick!" One of the screens was jumping and tilting in all crazy angles as its hapless operator fought to keep the simulation on track. "Yeah, that's Vernon, let's hope he settles down, or he'll never move out of EENT. That's Ear-Eye-Nose and Throat." She added at my grunt of query. "Although, with an 8am to 8pm limit, we can accommodate at most 3 or 4 patients per day; we won't be short of trained surgeons." "Why can't we schedule for the other 12 hours?" "The FDA mandates that all surgical procedures relying on electronic means be limited to these hours - when there would be adequate support staff in case the machinery malfunctions." She shook her head, "Unfortunately that means that recouping the investment will take longer than the 10 months we anticipated." She leaned her head on me, then patted my hand, "Seen enough? Let's go... I have a heavy date tonight." She smiled and poked my stomach. "Come let me clean up the office." "How 'bout I meet you outside or at the car in 20, then?" I looked longingly at the cafeteria. "Oh no, not again!" She laughed, "I'll be VERY quick!" I watched her swaying ass disappear down the hall before turning around. I was treated to an even better view as I waited by the car. She smiled at my leer and added an extra swish to her fanny. Marching right up to me, Nicole pasted her body against mine and kissed me, tongue first. I groaned weakly as she continued to swish her fanny. "You've become some sort of wild woman!" I said when I could pull free. "I've become downright brazen, you mean!" She said with a bright smile and brighter eyes. She nestled her head in my shoulder, "But now that I have a boss, I can cut loose!" "Can you 'cut loose' later? People are watching!" I said as she abandoned her swishing in favor of grinding herself on my thigh. "Oh if you say so..." She sighed and untangled herself. "You've been spending WAY too much time with Celeste!" I told her as I opened the car door for her. "I know," She dropped down, kicked her shoes off and curled her legs under her, making the skirt hitch up to her crotch, "Isn't it GREAT?" "If you say so." I hurriedly closed her door and got in the drivers side. She swiveled around in her seat and aimed her wet spot at me. "Er, where're we going?" I sputtered. She laughed delightedly, "You are taking me on a date, remember? Wining and dining?" She leaned her lips close to mine, "Dinner on you... And the rest of the night on me?" ============= (C) Copyright 2003. M.C. All Rights Reserved. All Reproduction for fee or profit forbidden. Copies of my stories can be downloaded from: </files/Authors/MikeC/> What do you think of the story? Send comments and suggestions to MikeC@NSpace.net