Date: Thu, 21 Apr 2016 09:40:44 -0400
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Unexpected Five Years On 22

Unexpected Five Years On 22

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Previously

"It was a good day. Meeting went well." He stopped and looked at his
guy. "John called me 'boss' as he was leaving. I knew that it would come
but not so dramatically. I guess it was good planning on my part to have
John for supper and a chat last night before it all became
official. Mr. McNeil is not returning to work this week. I am the head of a
department tomorrow. I was enjoying John and I guess I saw him as a
business friend. I feel a little down about it. The word 'deflated' came to
my mind as he was leaving this afternoon." He sighed.

"Ah, lover, I hate seeing you like this."

Jeremy was beside him in an instant. He put his arms around him. "You'll
see. It will work out. You can have some kind of relationship with him
especially if things go the way I suspect they will at the movie and a
drink. I am pretty sure that he will let you know how things went. If not
tomorrow then later if they get closer. He knows that he can trust you. He
may want to bounce things off you."

Jeremy pulled Timothy close to him and gave him a kiss. Timothy smiled and
kissed him back. "You are so good for."

Their shirts were soon off and Timothy had his eyes closed and he looked
deeply satisfied as Jeremy licked his nipples and bit them lightly. It was
so comforting and romantic to be loved like that. They talked a bit more
and then Timothy stood and pulled Jeremy up to him. They kissed again
standing holding each other and it became more passionate.

Many minutes later. Jeremy felt Timothy grow tense and shudder as Timothy
finished inside him. The wetness in his eyes told Jeremy how deeply Timothy
was moved. Jeremy was not surprised when Timothy came out and leaned down
and took him all the way with his mouth. Minutes later Jeremy tensed, held
his breath as his body went rigid. Then he gasped as he let his body
surrender to the waves that surged through him like a tidal wave of
pleasure and release. Wave after wave.

Present

Through half closed eyes, Timothy managed one word, "What!"

Jeremy was lying on his side looking at the awakening Timothy. The covers
had moved down his body so that his butt was totally bare. "I can't think
of anything better right now than watching you sleeping with a bare ass."

"Pervert! You probably moved the covers off me so that you could see my
finest parts."

"No actually your finest parts are all up here." He pointed to his
head. "But my hands may have moved the sheet a centimetre or two for a
slightly better view." He kissed the butt and then his lips gently.

Timothy melted. How could this guy do this to him. Just his stare and his
words had him like jelly. Well one part of his body was considerably
harder.

Timothy turned to Jeremy and pressed his body to Jeremy's as they kissed
again. Jeremy had a lovely small smile. "Good morning love. It really is
often at this time that I know how lucky I am."

They melted into each other and a short time later, they both needed a
shower very badly.

"Alright, I have had my head up my ass all the last while with my new
job. How is it going for you? You had a lot of documentation home last
night."

Jeremy's eyes brightened. "Don't beat yourself up. Just remember my first
two weeks at The Accountants. I must have bored you to tears then."

Timothy smiled shaking his head, "Never."

Jeremy went on. "I have been given a case that is technically difficult and
fascinating. I can call as many people in the office to help as I need
them. It is my first case that I am in charge of. I think that David wants
to see how I'll handle it. I may have to stay late a few times and I shall
certainly have to do some reading and working here at home. It is the kind
of case that I love. Challenging."

Jeremy arrived at work with a bounce in his step. He was excited about the
new case that he had been given. He had decided to work on it for the
morning and try to get a handle on it. Then perhaps ask Heather first and
then Kenneth and William to assist in it. He told Paula what his plans were
and she told him that she would hold his calls and try and keep him
uninterrupted. By the end of the morning his office was total chaos to
anyone looking in. It was the way he loved it. He had also started his
daily log emphasizing anomalies that he saw as he reviewed the data. He
felt that he had made a good start.

He had invited Heather to go out to lunch with him as he wanted the company
and wanted to discuss some possible help with the case.

He looked up and Heather was standing in the door smiling but shaking her
head at the chaos.

"Hey, gorgeous, I guess I lost track of time. Must be noon hour."

"Good thing that you are gay. I could get you for sexual harassment."

"Hold it! You have a new dress and it looks fantastic on you.  You do look
gorgeous! You can compliment me any day you want to, my attire ... my
brilliance." She made a rude noise at the word 'brilliance'. Jeremy had a
huge smile on his face at that. He was so glad that he had met her first
and that they had formed such a good working relationship.

They were off on a good note. It had been while since they had actually sat
down together. They chatted about everything that was going on in their
lives. It turned out that she and her boyfriend, Robert, were getting on
very well and were talking about moving in together. Jeremy told her about
the house search.

He finally got to his topic. He explained his new case. "I would like to
get some input from you before anyone else. We did pretty well together on
that first case when I joined the team."

"OK, but I have a quid pro quo. I am working on a case that has turned out
to be a bit more difficult than David and Peter thought. I could use some
input on it."

"Another cute little Latin phrase. I like them, unlike some others. She
knew that he was referring to that morning a few weeks back in her office
when William had tried to bully her. "Fair enough. We both have
timelines. It may mean a bit of staying late and probably more work at
home.'

She raised her eyebrows. "Good thing that you are a hundred percent gay. I
can sell this to Robert, my boyfriend."

"OK, deal. Let's get back to work. Two hours on mine and two hours on
yours." With exaggeration, they shook hands on the deal. Jeremy was really
pleased. He wanted her as his ally and she really had an instinct for this
area of accounting.

They had a profitable afternoon and Jeremy stayed later to work on his
daily log making certain that he noted Heather's contribution to the
file. He had sent a quick message to Timothy telling him that he would be
late.

Timothy had gone out for lunch and wondered how his guy's day was going. As
it turned out Timothy was having a good day. It had started out as he
expected. John and Andrew had come in together and he had looked out of his
office and stood up. "Good morning guys. I would like to schedule a meeting
with you for later today. Would you let Mme. Chenier know when you would be
available. She knows my schedule. We'll use Mr. McNeil's office as it is
bigger with more chairs."

There was as he expected no comment from John about his date with Jason and
it would be up to John to say anything. He knew that it was going to be bit
lonely for a while; he would just immerse himself in his new work. He had a
meeting with the Head of IT, the person responsible for the firm's web
site, in mid afternoon. He wanted some ideas on how he could promote their
department and its new initiative to expand services to the French speaking
community. Tomorrow he had an early meeting with the Head of Planning, the
person responsible for office remodelling and new furniture. He hoped that
he could keep it quiet and make it look like an early exploration. He had
to work all that around clients.

He enjoyed his clients that afternoon and was almost sorry that he had
decided not to move into Mr. McNeil's office until this weekend or early
next week. Again, he did not want to do anything that appeared to be
pushing Mr. McNeil aside. He had plans for rearranging the furniture and
using it as a meeting room for his planned staff meetings. Mr. McNeil had
been insistent that he should move into his office and take his
position. It was still not clear in Timothy's mind that Mr. McNeil was
returning to this department if he returned to the firm. That would be
something that he would let his team know. He had noticed that Mr. McNeil
had moved his documents out of the office along with all his personal
stuff. He must have done it in the evening.

He saw the text from Jeremy about staying late but he decided that he
didn't want to stay in the office. He would go home, relax and put
something together for supper.  When he arrived home there was a message
from Pops that he had two properties for them to look at. Pops suggested
Saturday morning as he realized that they had a football match in the
afternoon.

Timothy put his e reader down when he heard the door open. He smiled as he
saw the bright face of his guy and a fairly large number of documents.

He leaned over to give him a kiss. "You look so cute with all that stuff
and your hair messed by the wind. I guess you are busy tonight."

"I'll give you cute. I am your virile, young stud. I shall be busy right up
to when we fall to sleep but some of it may be a different busy." He gave
Timothy that look.

Timothy started to laugh. In a almost boyish voice, "That really is cute."
He scanned Jeremy's body. In a very different voice, "Come here, stud."
Tongues were soon duelling. "I am sure that studs need to eat. I have some
supper ready."

While Jeremy was working, Timothy phoned Pops but Momma answered. They had
a long conversation until he finally told her that he had to talk to
Pops. They made arrangements to see the two properties in mid morning on
Saturday.

At 11, Timothy went over to Jeremy. He took the documents from him and gave
him a look. "OK stud, enough. I think that I need you for some studly
duties."  He ran his hands up and down Jeremy's body. "Yes, exactly what we
both need. I know. Make your final notes. I am going to have a shower and
clean myself up for you." Smirking, "I shall await you in the boudoir."

When Jeremy entered the bedroom, Timothy was lying naked on the bed with
his cock standing straight up. Timothy looked at him. "Your mouth, I need
it now!"

"A little anxious aren't you. Maybe I should just stand and look at this
wonderful sight."

Timothy's eyes were blazing with lust. Jeremy decided to be a bit
playful. He took off his clothes and stood looking at his guy watching him
as his own cock went rigid slowly rising without even touching it. It was
quite a sight. He leaned over and teased the head of Timothy's very hard
cock with his tongue. Just the lightest touches. Timothy almost whimpered
it was so tantalizing as Jeremy backed off looking at his guy. Then he did
it again.

"Have you decided to play the role of the Marquis de Sade tonight? I need
you. I don't need to be teased!"

"All in its proper time." He leaned over and licked Timothy's balls very
lightly. Jeremy almost smiled as he saw the hard piece of wood pulse from
the touches to his balls. Then his tongue licked his thighs and went
quickly went back to the piece of wood and licked the head that was now
leaking. He licked the liquid up and sighed as he tasted it.

"Jeremy! I need you." Jeremy continued at his own slow pace. Timothy waited
until the next time his tongue touched the head of his cock and reached
down and pushed Jeremy's mouth down over the head. He held it there. "Suck,
lick." Finally, Jeremy followed his instructions for several
minutes. Suddenly, in panic, "Oh fuck ... off! I am going to finish. Lover
kiss me."

He grabbed Jeremy and pulled him onto his prone body and they
kissed. Timothy suddenly moved quickly and turned Jeremy onto his back and
Timothy was sitting astride him. He reached over to get the lube that he
had put on the side table. While looking at Jeremy, he put a lot on Jeremy
and then some at his own entrance. He put Jeremy at his opening and in one
movement, he sat on him as Jeremy went all the way in.

Timothy caught his breath. With almost a plea, "Fuck me." To Jeremy's
questioning eyes. "Make love to me, you magnificent man."

Timothy with a little knowing smile, "You really are my magnificent stud."

All teasing was gone. Jeremy knew what his guy wanted. He knew what he
wanted. Jeremy started to go in hard and fast raising himself up and down
in a hard rhythm. Timothy at times met his up stoke by going down at the
same time. They were rutting like two animals in thrall to each
other. Timothy watched his guy's face and eventually he knew that he was
close. Timothy knew that just a few passes with his own hand on himself
would send him over. He watched when he felt his guy getting tense and
moving faster, his own hand wrapped tightly around himself going as fast as
Jeremy was in him. Timothy closed his eyes and revelled in the feeling as
he started. He was certain that he could feel pulses from Jeremy. He knew
that Jeremy could feel his contractions. He was alive in the myriad of
messages of pleasure being sent to his brain. He heard himself cry out.

He eventually collapsed on Jeremy to feel his own wetness spread over
Jeremy's chest and stomach. At some point as they were kissing, he felt the
deflating Jeremy come out and he could feel a small amount of warm liquid
running down his thigh. Somehow it just added to the sexual feelings that
he had for this man.

Timothy still in control, "Just hold me. No clean up. Turn off the light. I
just want you with me as we are." At one point, Jeremy ran two fingers
across his own stomach and chest and put them in his mouth. He muttered,
"The taste of my Timothy."

The next morning, it was Timothy gazing at Jeremy when Jeremy woke from a
very sound sleep. Timothy was beyond words. He simply leaned over and
kissed his guy deeply. Last night was one for his collection of memories
with this man.

Timothy's meeting with IT head had gone well the day before. The fellow had
some really interesting ideas and what he needed was wording, focus etc. He
had been enthusiastic about Timothy's proposal. Timothy's strategy was to
make a finished proposal to the partners. They could do what they wanted
but he wanted them to know that when he made a proposal it had been
discussed by his department and vetted by the IT department. He wanted his
guys to have input. His proposals would be ready for implementation when
they were presented to the Partners and Heads.

They had decided on a meeting of the staff at 11 so that they could work
right up to the noon hour. He set up Mr. McNeil's office for an informal
meeting. When the guys arrived, he gave them an agenda and there was a
chance for other items at the end. He asked if anyone wanted an espresso or
cup of coffee. They all chose espresso. He made it quickly in his own
office and brought it to them with some croissants that he had bought in
the morning on his way to work.

As they drank their coffee and enjoyed the croissants, he explained
Mr. McNeil's insistence on his move to this office and Timothy's
uncertainty about Mr. McNeil's return. He went though each item and told
them that he was looking for input.

The guys were very interested in the web site changes and had a lot of
ideas. In fact, Timothy asked the guys if they wanted to work on it but he
did say that he would have the final say if there was differing ideas. They
accepted that and he gave them a deadline of Wednesday next week. Clearly
this was not going to go as quickly as he had first thought.

He outlined some of the suggestions of the IT Head and detailed some of
restrictions that he had mentioned. He told them that he could put the
helpful ideas of the IT Head in writing by early that afternoon. They could
plan around that and if they needed more time, he would postpone putting it
before the partners. He told them that he wanted to take only items that
were complete from their point of view. The partners could change, modify
or reject them. He told them that he already had tracking figures on the
use of the web site and the anticipated man hours and cost of
implementation of such a plan. The guys realized that they had a boss who
wanted action, details and a workable plan.

He had seen the lady who was Head of Planning and looked after renovations
and new furniture but he had kept it very general trying to get an idea how
these things worked. He figured that he would have to come up with his own
detailed plan to present to her before going to the partners.

He brought up the question of remodelling the office with the guys
stressing that he would try his hardest to get something going. It would be
a long process, He did stress that it would be disruptive but both guys
thought that it was about time. Again he stressed that they would have to
do a lot of work and present a detailed plan not just a bunch of ideas.

Jokingly a the end of the meeting, Andrew asked when they would be getting
Nespresso machines.  Timothy smiled. "I bought that one with my own
money. If you really like it, I shall leave it in my present office for now
so that we can all use it and I shall try to get the money for another one
for this office. Feel free to use it starting next week or when I am not in
the office this week. I think that our clientele will appreciate
it. Andrew, glad that you mentioned it."

Timothy was pleased that Andrew would speak up. John had just nodded his
head. Inscrutable as usual. As they were leaving, he mentioned the get
together with The Accountants if they were available and wanted to join
them.

The guys went off to lunch talking about the web site. Timothy went out and
grabbed a sandwich and salad and brought it back to his office and quickly
wrote a memo on the ideas and restrictions the IT had given him. He
emphasized that he needed it by Wednesday afternoon so that he could get it
on the agenda for the following week and get the approval and support of
the IT head.

Jeremy had a really productive day with Heather as they spent all morning
on his case and then after a quick lunch most of the afternoon on
Heather's. He did break off a little early with Heather as he had to finish
his daily log and gather material to take home for the weekend. He finished
a few minutes after the rest of the office had left for the pub.

He arrived to jeers about being a workaholic. He laughed it off telling
them that they were a bunch of slackers and deadbeats. He was hooted
down. He bought a round for them.

Minutes later there was an oh, oh from Peter and then a whisper, "The
lawyer is here." There were more rude comments about lawyers with Timothy
issuing a threat of a defamation of character case against them.

William had spoken up with the fact that if there was no character then
there could be no defamation. Jeremy slapped William on the back with a
muttered 'good one, I like it'. Timothy gave his guy a hard stare with some
comment about being cut off. More hoots and hollering. Jeremy got up and
brought back a beer for his guy.

As Timothy took a sip, he looked at Jeremy slyly, "Hm, I might relent on
what I said, a good beer."

Andrew came in with Jennifer; they received a more civilized
welcome. Timothy went to the bar for their drinks. The conversation
flowed. Jeremy and Timothy went off for a game of pool as did Andrew and
Jennifer. The two lawyers won and slapped hands as they went back to their
table. Soon people were getting ready to head off for the evening.

Jeremy looked as his guy, "I see that John didn't show."

"I think I heard him say to Andrew that he was busy after work. Supper out
or something. We haven't talked about Wednesday night or anything
personal. He was very responsive in the staff meeting that I had this
morning so I am going to let it go. I am certainly not going to push
it. With John, that issue is closed. "

"Smart move."

They arrived at the club a little later as they did a bit of shopping for
the next day and they too went for something to eat and just to be alone
and talk over the week. They both felt that it had been a good one. They
speculated on the properties that Pops would be showing them the next
day. Both were excited at the prospect.

They saw their group at a table and grabbed a beer at the bar and sat
down. There was the usual chit chat about the week and then the music
started up.

"Come on, one of my pieces to dance to." Timothy grabbed Jeremy's hand and
led him to the floor. Both the guys were good dancers and really let
themselves go. It was great to just let go. They danced a couple of fast
ones and when a slow one started they looked at each other and melted into
each others body. It felt so good to be dancing as one on the floor. At one
point, Jeremy had moved his head back to look at Timothy. "Thanks."

"For what?"

"Being you. Being with me. Supporting me."

"I know what you mean. Me too."

The pulled each other together. When they looked up, Timothy made a
noise. Jeremy looked at him and followed his look. John was walking in with
Jason. Jason had his arm over John's shoulder. Timothy looked away and
muttered to Jeremy to sit down and pretend that they had seen nothing.

When they sat down, Timothy noticed that John had sat at a table with
Jason's friends. His only thought was good for John and Jason. He hoped
that it would work out well. Maybe this was John's way of telling him what
was happening. Again, Timothy decided that he would not do anything until
John approached him.

Later in the evening, Timothy went to the bar to get Jeremy and him a
drink. As the bar tender was drawing their beer, he realized that there was
someone standing beside him. It was Jason.

"Jason, good to see you again."

"I am glad that you are here. I want to thank you for talking to John. He
is a little embarrassed that he hasn't talked to you about us. He's not
quite sure what to say. You and Jeremy are very wise guys. Not many people
would say what you said to him. I guess we do give good head." They both
chuckled. "I do want honesty."

"If he doesn't want to discuss this with me, it is not a problem. He sees
me as his boss now and I promised myself that I would let him make any
reference to this as his call. I am so glad to see you both here enjoying
yourselves. We have all been in that position in one way or another. He can
talk to me any time that he wants either as boss or friend here at the
club."

Later that night as they were dancing, he looked over at John and Jason
dancing a slow dance. Jason was a good dancer and he turned them around and
John was facing Timothy looking right at him. He had a little smile and
dreamy look on his face and he gave Timothy a thumbs up. Timothy returned
it with positive shake of his head.

The guys were up early and picking Pops up at 10. It was going to be a busy
day. Pops must have seen some really interesting properties as he was
brimming with energy and seemed very positive.

Pops explained how he knew about these properties. "I was talking to some
of the guys at work and two of the guy each suggested a property. They felt
that they had a good chance of meeting your needs."

Both properties happened to be in the same area of town. It was a central
inner city area that was definitely under renewal. The houses tended to be
older homes and as was the case in some of the areas, there was a variation
in size and style. There was also a major variation in the state of the
buildings and the property.

The first place was interesting but they didn't like the kitchen area and
it was a bit too close to a fairly busy through street. Pops could see the
guys start to look with interest as they drove down the street where the
second house was located. It was tree lined and a few houses which had been
updated. It had a good feel to it. They stopped in front of an older home
that had not been upgraded but had been kept up. The front porch needed
some work as did the front lawn and garden. Jeremy looked at Timothy who
gave him a nod of interest.

Timothy's first thought was that this was the first house that the had seen
that had an entrance in the centre of the house. That usually meant a
dining room on one side and living room on the other side with a kitchen at
the back with stairs up the centre of the house. He liked the idea in
principle.

Both guys were blown away by the hardwood floors that were everywhere in
the hall, living room and dining room. There were rather indifferent area
rugs on the floors. Jeremy could picture oriental rugs in their place and
in his mind, the whole downstairs came alive.

The kitchen which was behind the dining room was not large but had a good
layout; it would need to be renovated. There was a small room behind the
living room. Perhaps a study or TV room. There was room for an addition as
the back yard was fairly deep.

The upstairs was pretty standard and they could see how an ensuite bathroom
could be added to the master bedroom. There were three other smallish
bedrooms. Both guys tried to dampen their enthusiasm but each was excited.

They asked a lot of questions as they had made a fairly lengthy list of
questions to talk about. Jeremy could see the smile on Pops face as they
asked their many questions about the details of the house.

Pops finally looked at them as they left the house. "I hope that you guys
play poker with a better control over your faces. I have to say that an
accountant and a lawyer together can come up with lot of questions when the
mood strikes them." He gave each guy a little tap on the shoulder. "Let's
go to a local diner. You have to eat and you have a football match this
afternoon. My treat."

The guys tried to protest but Pops would have none of it. His treat or they
went home and made their own lunch. Jeremy gave him a big hug as did
Timothy. Timothy felt exactly as Jeremy; Pops had taken him into the
family, no reservations. He felt that Pops was his grandfather too. Family.

They were seated at a really great diner which served working guys like
Pop's crews. The food was hardy and good. They all knew Pops. "Pops what
did you mean that we should have a better poker face? I think I know but
...."

"At the other houses, you were respectful but quiet. You asked a few
questions but no detail. You see in my line of work, I watch people, their
faces, their reactions. You guys lit up like a Christmas tree in the second
house today. I saw the accountant and the lawyer magically
appear. Questions, observations. I could almost hear your minds working out
the details. Guys I saved this house for the last because I came by
yesterday and I liked it. I remember all the things that you are looking
for. The house is about the right size, a little smaller than some centre
entry houses. An addition on the back now or later would be easy."

Pops produced a piece of paper and a copy of it for the guys. "I had some
guys give me some estimates of the cost of renovations. They are estimates
and I took the liberty of guessing some of the things that you would want
to do. So if you don't want this one, it will give you an idea of possible
final costs on a lot of the houses that you would be looking at."

The guys were dumbfounded by detail and thoughtfulness of the estimates. No
wonder this man had built a huge construction company from the ground
up. Jeremy smiled to himself. This is exactly what Jamie or Philipo would
produce in a similar situation. Come to think about it, it was what his guy
would do as well.

Timothy was having similar thoughts except he knew that was exactly what
Jeremy would have produced.

The guys were effusive in their thanks to Pops for lunch and what he was
doing for them. They left Pops and headed home to get ready for
football. There were smiles and excited comments about the house and a
suggestion that they drive back that way after the game to have another
look. They arrived home.

Jeremy, "Scared?"

Timothy, "Excited as hell. I saw us in that house, our home. Hope that you
feel the same way."

"Anywhere with you is home and the house seemed just about right."

Shaking his head in wonder, Timothy gave him a soft kiss and hug.

Suddenly, Jeremy pushed himself away. "Shit, we have a game to play and we
are just going to make it to the pitch so cut the kisses and move your
ass."

"There are number of ways that I would like to move my ass right now but
the pitch seems the best way to start.  But first ...."

He grabbed Jeremy turned hm around so Jeremy's back was against him Timothy
turned Jeremy's head to himself and as he kissed him with determination. He
moved his body back a bit and he slapped Jeremy's ass quite hard.

Jeremy's eyes narrowed. "There will be payback for that!"

"I would expect nothing else. Let's go win a game and then later ...."

Both guys shouted, "Payback."


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