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They loaded the car and set off for Kariba. Alex’s farewell to his friends in the hotel was typically masculine, “we’ll miss you, whatever your name is,” produced laughter tinged with sadness, many of them would not meet up again.

“If you’re not careful, I’ll come back was his final remark,” again more laughter.

Louise was conscious that a big part of his life was over, she took her hand off the wheel and placed it on his thigh, “we’ll come back, I promise.”

“I hope so, I just wonder how many of them will still be here?”

They were making good time, “have you been to Kariba?” she asked.

“No, the road was too dangerous flying wasn’t much better, teo planes were shot down.”

“Yes I know, it caused a furore up North. Are we safe?”

“Nowadays it is, there’s more danger from the customs.”

She relaxed at this, “when we are working together on the mines I want you to call me Ms. Darwen and in private or with friends, Louise. It would really go against you if we made the mother and son relationship too obvious, oh, and I’ll call you Kris, if you don’t mind, Alex was Keith’s middle name.”

“No, I prefer Kris, they called me Alan because Harry misread my name on the employment documents.” He sounded morose, “I decided not to correct it, I was under a bit of a cloud, as you know.”

“How did you end up in the hotel, were you expelled?”

“Sort of, the school paid for my hotel accommodation and food, they also provided lesson material, not that I needed any, it was nearly all revision.”

“Did you get paid working in the hotel?”

“Yes and that’s why I have so many clothes, you won’t need to buy me anything.”

She smiled at this, “the reason I asked is did you get paid for,…er looking after me?”

“I was paid for showing you around, going to the shops and keeping you safe, a woman in a strange town on her own, it was better than working behind a bar, but not when we had our evening meals together, that was me dating you.”

She nodded her acceptance, “you’ll get paid while training, not a great deal but living in ‘halls-of-residence’ and, when not at university you’ll be with me, either way you won’t need a lot, and with a bit of luck, you’ll eventually be allocated a company car, and,” she emphasized, “you’ll be under my direct control, but for the first year you’ll be a student down in Lusaka, don’t get involved with other women, okay.”

“I’ve read a lot about Zambian culture, so that won’t be a problem, casual dating is not really part of their scene.”

“They are still very tribal, there’s seven main language groups, I have a map of the tribal distribution, its very colorful, so many tribes and sub-tribes, also it’s difficult being a women in engineering, especially one with my rank, head-of-department, I want you to be my ally, that’s why I want you to call me Louise.”

“I like the name,” he turned to look at her, she reminded him of the film star, Audrey Hepburn, “do you attract much attention?”

“A lot, yeh a lot,” she said with emphasis.

“I’m not surprised.”

“Being one of the few single women makes a woman a magnet for all men, married and single, though most single women are teachers and they’re looking for husbands, that’s not for me,” she smiled at him, then concentrated on the road.

They were silent for a while Kris pondered all that she’d said, he occasionally pointed out items of interest such as the strange-looking Baobob trees, and he even did some of the driving.

“When did you know I was your mother?” She stared ahead, at the road, “the school didn’t tell you, obviously?”

“No, that’s probably why the Rector was trying to contact me, I’m glad he failed.”

She turned her head and smiled, “best outcome, don’t you think?”

He agreed it was. The trip continued uneventfully, they enjoyed Kariba, obviously keeping separate rooms, she came to his room after dinner each night and made love, of a daytime he swam and sunbathed while Louise attended the conference, then it was up to the Copperbelt province.

Back on the Copperbelt, prior to him going to University, Louise threw a party for everyone to meet Kris. The crowd had changed a lot since he’d lived there however, there were enough to remember him, and they bored him rigid with their reminisces, nevertheless he countered them with politeness. “Can’t wait to go to Lusaka,” he muttered to her at one point in the evening.

“I’ll make it up to you, just be nice to people, you could end up working with them or for them,” she warned him.

The last ones didn’t leave until four in the morning, “let’s lock the gate, I don’t want anyone coming back because they’ve forgotten something.”

She pulled him towards the secluded swimming-pool, she slipped her dress off, he quietly slipped into the pool, he looked up at her as she unhooked her nylons, she sat on the swing seat and rolled them down her legs, then her suspender-belt, panties, and finally her bra. She went down on her haunches exposing her Escort labia, he reached up and stroked her vagina. She was smiling, waiting for the penetration, he inserted two fingers, he wriggled them around until his hand could go no further. She balanced herself by leaning back on her hands, eventually, she decided it was time for more than two fingers. He helped her into the pool, she put her legs around him, she was almost weightless, then took his penis in her right hand. It began to enlarge despite the coolness of the pool, his fingers went around her thighs and under her, pulling her pussy lips open. He was surprised at the warmth when he placed her over his penis, she wrapped her legs around his back, and did all the work. She orgasmed before him, in truth he’d hardly moved, she had made good contact with the base of his penis.

“You’re going to have to cum,” she told him, “dawn’s not far off.”

He held her around the waist and lifted her up and down on his penis, “sorry Louise, we’re just not going fast enough the water’s slowing me down.”

“Hang on, I’ll turn around and hold on to the ladder, I think you know what to do,” she kissed him, on removing his penis it again hit him how cold the water was, “it’s starting to shrivel,” he complained.

“Come on,” she said, grabbing hold of his penis and dragging him into the house, never once releasing him, “I’m only holding on to this,” she waved his penis, “to warm it up,” it started to rise to the challenge.

“You’re a miracle worker,” he told her.

She quickly toweled off the excess water and positioned herself on the bed, she was on all fours. He placed his hands on her bottom and walked his penis into her, “see how easy it is when you get everything right,” she pointed out.

He didn’t have to work for his orgasm, she moved her body backwards and forwards, he lifted her off the bed, and further onto his penis as he came, he let out a loud groan.

Upon releasing her she looked over her shoulder, “I’m going to miss this when you go to University, but this is not a complaint, but you er, we, made a lot of noise tonight, you smacking your thighs against me, I hope no-one heard.”

“Yes, I did get carried away, I’m going to miss you too.” He stood behind her not moving.

“If we want any sleep tonight, you’re going to have to take it out,” he did as she suggested accompanied by a groan, “That was fantastic.”

There was a splurge of semen, “damn, I’m going to have to shower.”

He was asleep when she returned.

Months later, and he was back from University, it was a Sunday and was the first long weekend at home, they’d always sunbathed in the nude, the swimming pool was private, and they had costumes positioned at both ends and a third set by their towels in the event of unexpected and uninvited visitors.

Louise was lying with her legs apart, Kris climbed out of the pool and joined her, “aren’t you worried about getting it sunburned,” he asked?

“No, that’s what pubic hair is for, protection against the sun.”

“You mean like our African forebears when they went round naked.”

“Yes, that’s true, we are the hairless ape, anyway I don’t get sunburned down there.”

“I think pubic hair is to cushion the body during hectic intercourse, so it’s still necessary in this day and age,” he informed her.

She moved her hand down to her hair and pulled gently, “mind you it needs cutting,” she decided.

“Let me have a look and I’ll give you my expert opinion.”

“I didn’t know you were familiar with the female genitalia,” she was gently mocking him.

“I achieved grade ‘A’, at ‘A-level biology, we had a great teacher,” he added, by way of explanation.

He went to lay near her feet, he reached up and stroked her, “these are the labia major,” he sat up and she bent her knees to allow easier access, “the labia minora, the clitoris,” each time her spoke out a name she felt his fingers, he took his time between each part, “and inside is Skene’s gland, one each side, which is responsible for the orgasm of the G-spot, altogether they form the vulva, and this,” he ran his finger around the vaginal entrance, is called the ‘introitus’ into which I am about to insert by index finger.”

She had lain still during this lecture/examination, but she couldn’t avoid arching her back and giving a shudder when his finger was inserted, he continued to stimulate her, noting how she oozed more lubricant, she was ready for more, so he leaned over her, she was in a hurry and he parted her legs with his knees, she grabbed hold of his penis and pulled him into her vagina, she adjusted herself so that both her clitoris and G-spot were in contact with his penis. He was fully aware of how close she was to orgasm, he worked his penis in and out with a steady movement, feeling her body tense, she shuddered and climaxed, gasping, working herself onto his penis, subsiding slowly.

Louise opened her eyes, “thanks, that was unexpected, a bit daring seeing as we’re outdoors,” she Escort bayan was still getting her breathing under control, he rested on his hands, knees and penis.

“You haven’t had ‘it’, have you,” he shook his head, “how do you want it?”

“Like this, but I want to talk about something first,” she looked apprehensive, but nevertheless she opened her legs more by bringing her knees up to her sides trying to make it easier for him.

“I spoke to a solicitor and I want to change my given names around, from Alexander Kristian to Kristian Alexander.”

“So, you’ve got me squirming under your rather exquisite cock just to tell me that?”

“No, but thanks for the compliment, I want to change my last name to Darwen, your name,” she gave a squeeze of her pussy, he felt the tightening on his penis.

“So, unless I agree, I assume I’m going to be impaled on your penis for the rest of the day?”

“Would that be so bad,” he asked not requiring an answer. “It could be expensive, so many documents need changing and authorizing.”

“Consider it done, I’m pleased, now shouldn’t you get on with fucking me, but don’t take too long, you never know who might visit.”

“I never cease to be amazed at your language, sometimes it’s very unladylike, but this position will do.”

She pulled him down and kissed him.

He pushed it in and out, as he sped up she had to grab onto the grass, she was being buffeted that much. He tried not to make too much noise as he spurted his sperm inside her, sound carried on a still, silent Sunday.

Kris had completed his first year and they were three weeks into the new project, it involved a huge amount of electrical engineering work and the Electrical Division needed offices on site, so both Louise and Kris were based there about sixty percent of the time. It was ideal work for a young engineer and it would cement Louise’s reputation as a can-do boss. There was only one drawback and that was:-

Norman Barbour, he was Louise’s bugbear, they went back a long way, to their training days, and had worked together on other projects, he tried to embarrass her at every opportunity whilst maintaining an air of friendship. Norman had taken the biggest office as he was there first, although they were both the same grade. He was spreading rumors that she only had the job because she was screwing her boss.

As it turned out she was screwing the trainee, not the boss, accuracy was never one of Norman’s strong points.

When he couldn’t rile Louise, he pulled similar antics on Kris, sending him on errands when he had no authority over Kris whatsoever, Kris decided he’d not make waves so went along with things.

Louise began to fight back, one way was to have a bigger office than Norman, it seemed almost impossible until Louise bumped into an old friend, Lewis, who was the Civil Engineer, he pointed to a piece of ground. He told her that part of the project was to build a small training school, it was to familiarize workers for the new equipment they were going to use on the new process, the mines were bogged down in fifties technology. Louise asked Lewis if they could build her an office extension, if it could be built on to the new school.

Lewis and Louise arranged to meet in the ‘explosives office’ the next day, he was building a new explosives store and as well as being refrigerated it had the latest, most up-to-date air conditioners.

“Ah, Louise how are you, have you met Bill?” he asked Louise, and quickly introduced them.

“No-one ever calls in here for a casual chat,” he said, “yet it’s the safest place on the Mines, and it will be even safer after our new store is built,” looking over to Lewis.

“So Louise, what exactly do you want as regards your new office?”

She was ecstatic at the confirmation Lewis could build it and explained what she wanted, “you’ve seen Norman’s office,” he agreed he had, “bigger than that!”

Lewis chortled, he knew all about Norman Barbour, “I’ve not had much to do with him, but I’ve heard he’s making your life difficult, I’d love to bring him down a peg or two.”

“Erm, I don’t want to push my luck but could you arrange for one of the new air-conditioners to be installed, I don’t want to overheat.”

“It’ll allow you wear those famous stockings of yours right up to ‘Suicide’ month,” laughing and looking at her knowingly, he was an old hand and had known Louise since she and Keith had first come to work for the Electrical Division.

Bill was sat back listening when at this he suddenly sat up, “you mean it’s true, I thought it was a rumor put about about by jealous women?”

“No,” Louise confirmed, standing up adjusting her stockings, she re-tensioned the suspender clips, “now this is our secret,” she admonished them.

The two sixty-year olds nodded agreement. She reckoned a glimpse of stocking and white thigh was a fair exchange for an office with top-notch air-conditioning.

“Norman often just walks into my office, and acts as if he Bayan Escort owns it, he’s also got a set of keys and as you know we can’t go changing locks on Mine property.”

“Well he won’t do it for much longer,” Lew smiled, I’ll have it built within a month, and the single-storey training school was built within a month.

Upon completion, the General Manager was invited to open the school and view the state-of-the-art equipment, afterwards, standing around drinking and eating off the buffet, he spoke to Lewis, “how big is that office,” pointing to Louise’s new office.

“Don’t know,” was his honest reply, “we haven’t measured it yet, but it’s bigger than that corner one,” pointing to Norman’s and laughing, the GM immediately realized there was a pissing contest going on and said no more, but he knew now he had to keep an eye on things.

The new office gave access to the school and another door led out to the car park, it also had the latest state-of-the-art, air-conditioning unit as promised by Lewis. Norman was green with envy.

They were nine weeks into the new project and it was really starting to take off, Louise and Kris were both working on site virtually full time.

Kris had just been promoted and had responsibility for part of the project, as he was on call-out to respond to any problems, he was given a company car.

Monday morning of a new week, he stood in the bedroom doorway, fully dressed, Louise was sitting on the edge of her bed, almost naked, she was rolling her tan colored stockings up each leg and then fastening them to the suspender straps. He looked her over appreciatively, “you need your pubic hair trimming again,” it was a matter of fact statement.

“Oh, do you want to do it?”

He was about to blurt out an “of course,” but decided to play it cool, “I might have an opening between eight and eight-thirty,” he pretended to polish his nails on his shirt sleeve.

“Well, you never know, I might have an opening at the same time,” and with that opened her legs wide, and leaned back on the bed.

“I meant tonight, not now!”

She closed her legs and pretended to be disappointed.

“Where are you working today?”

“Nowhere special, but if Norman’s men have finished clearing the substation of all their rubbish, we may be able to do a phasing test.”

“Keep me informed,” she pulled her panties up and wrapped a loose full-skirted dress around herself, lastly she put on her two-inch heels.

The next morning, Tuesday, Kris drove up to Louise’s office, he was in his company car, he knocked and Louise unlocked the door, “it’s freezing in here,” he’d changed into his working clothes, shirt, shorts and knee-length socks, rolled down over his mine-boots, “you’ll be popular in October and November.”

“Yes, suicide month followed by another suicide month, it’s another reason they call me the ice-maiden, I’m cooling down ready for the meeting.”

“That’s why I’m here, I had a memo saying, I have to attend.”

“Have you the report and the Gantt chart?”

“Yes.”

“Seeing as we’ve got a few minutes I’ll check the paperwork.”

“I didn’t even know you held a weekly meeting,” he told her.

She was absorbed in the paperwork, she didn’t want any screw-ups, “yes, the meetings have been on an ‘ad-hoc’ basis but from this week it’s every Tuesday, mind you. it’s typical of Norman to give you minimum notice, this seems okay, let’s go then,” they arrived before anyone else and sat together opposite Norman’s chair.

Once everyone was seated Norman deigned to enter, he was always the last.

“Do you want to take the minutes?” he glanced over at Louise, she smiled up at him.

“I’m taking my own for the company, anyway you have a minutes secretary,” she nodded towards Dave.”

Dave Hill was his sidekick, he did more than anyone to keep Norman from getting into trouble, “take the minutes,” Norman said.

“Funnily enough as the minute secretary, it’s what I do, every meeting,” he confirmed.

“Well it seems Lulu is above minute taking,” Dave tried not to show his embarrassment.

“Pardon, did you refer to me as Lulu?”

“Slip of the tongue, hell we’re all friends here.”

“Minute that, she told Dave.”

“I can’t, the meeting hasn’t started.”

“They’ll be in my minutes,” she stated.

“Will you introduce yourself, for the sake of the minutes,” Norman glared in the direction of Louise.

It came to Louise’s turn, she gave her name and… “head of the project for the Electrical Division. Norman bristled, it reminded everyone she was on a par with him. Kris was next, Norman smiled, but before Kris could speak, he asked, “what are you doing here?”

“I received a memo telling me to attend,” he held it up.

“Bring it over here,” his brusque ill-manners were no surprise, Kris went over to him, Norman snatched it out of his hand, he crumpled it and put it in the waste-paper bin without even looking at it, “you’re a trainee, you’re not required.”

“I was promoted to senior staff just this last week, I’m officially assistant project engineer,” he looked over to Louise, bewildered, “Electrical Division, that is.”

“Well no-one told me, and I’m the only one who matters.”

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