“It’s a cool night. The lights will be off. I want you naked over the city, moaning into the darkness.”
And that was how he finished the evening. He had me against the wall, tenderly pumping that big cock into me. Every few thrusts, he landed a soft kiss on my back. And all I could do was moan, look back at him, and marvel in pure lust.
This man is everything.Chapter 18
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Days passed.
I worked in the mornings, dealing with zoom conference calls, and placing electronic signatures on contracts. Jade continued to take care of Ganesha and me. She kept the apartment cleaned, cooked fabulous meals, and took my furry nephew to all his daily meetups. In between that time, she pulled out her sketchbook and drew up concepts for her new art show that I hoped would be in New York.
With her being so lovely and always smelling so good, it was hard to keep my eyes glued to my laptop each day.
In the afternoons, we sat down on the couch and forced ourselves to watch the news. It was always horrific and full of doom. It couldn’t be helped. We were stuck inside the house and needed to stay in touch with the outside world.
This pandemic continued to swell. Deaths in New York and around the world steadily rose. The large figures brought terror to my heart. I feared, more deaths would probably come. A particular one-hour video on YouTube revealed statistics showing downturns in social and economic events in most of the continents in the world.
And if there weren’t virus-related deaths, then there was news of people going crazy. A mall security guard was shot, after getting into a verbal altercation with people not wearing their state-mandated face masks. In another city, cameras caught a man pushing a park ranger into the lake, after he asked the lake-goers to stay six feet apart. And in even more sad news, racists began wearing their KKK hoods to get groceries.
Only Americans could make a pandemic worse than what it already was.
A few times, Jade shivered in fear and I held her. Sometimes we prayed together, not labeling any specific God, just asking that being up above to protect us, our families, and bring back global health for all.
A lot of my emails from my employees dealt with anxiety over finances. They wanted to know if their jobs were guaranteed and if the company stock was okay. In each response, I assured them as much as I could.
Luckily, Z.E.N. was doing financially well during this crisis and I had over a hundred men and women to thank for that. Although not in the company’s budget, I gave them salary raises. Each also received a $100 Amazon gift card and an extra $1000 in their pay to help equip their new workspaces at home. Terrified that some would be distressed or battle depression, I hired several mental health professionals to provide any teleconferencing to employees that desired it. Jade and I even participated in a few company virtual workouts. I brought on a yogi too for zoom meditation and yoga sessions. Every Friday, I had people submit work-from-home contest pictures of their spouses, kids, and pets. This helped me learn more about them all and feel more connected to each one. It was odd how it took us being stuck at home to unite more.
With these changes, productivity actually spiked in the company. They worked harder than ever before, and I was grateful for each and every one of them.
Sadly, close to twenty percent of my employees discovered they were infected. We made sure that they had immediate paid medical leave. I also personally paid for food delivery to bring meals to their homes and checked on them from day-to-day, monitoring their progress.
I was blessed and lucky. Not everyone could say the same.
The United States had suffered a few recessions in the past because of one economic reason or the other. Currently, several small-scale businesses had folded up due to a lack of good management or heavy effects from economic conditions. The lockdown order was supposed to keep everyone safe, but it was already causing harm to a lot of businesses. Lower-income residents would suffer a great deal until this was over.
I gave money to charities that fed families and provided financial assistance, hoping it would help many. I prayed I was doing all I could.
Amber remained quiet. Every now and then I checked my phone to make sure. This weekend she would fly back to Los Angeles and more calm would come. She had to go far away. I couldn’t have her return and disturb the magic that Jade and I were creating.
Jade was everything and more. She was beauty and love. Sunshine and hot sex. Good food and fun conversation. She was a fresh breath of air, after I’d been choking in that past relationship. She was shelter in this storm of viruses and death. Nothing could keep me away from her.