Big Changes Coming
Meet the cast of characters:
Jason:
I awake slowly on this Wednesday morning to a strange sensation. Something is happening with my chest, sending a powerful stimulation down to my cock making it so hard it hurts a little. I open my eyes and turn to see Luke tweaking my nipples slowly. It all comes back to me slowly, the wonderful weekend and last night’s sex that was the greatest I have ever had.
“Good morning, sexy,” I say to Luke, with a big smile on my face.
“Morning stud,” Luke says back to me.
It’s 5:00 AM and I have traffic duty this week. I am hornier than I ever remember being. A taste of hot sex last night and I want more, right now.
“Luke, if we’re gonna do anything, we have to do it now and be quick about it. I have the morning traffic reports and I can’t be late for that.”
Luke immediately scurries down to take my cock in his mouth.
“Fuck,” I say with a loud whisper. “That feels so good I won’t last long, dude.”
Wasting no time, Luke quickly straddles my hips, reaches back, pulls his melons apart and moves his hips around until the tip of my hard fuck tool is pressing against his pussy. He pushes back with determination and my cock head pushes through the resistance. Luke moans from the pain and squeals as he pushes all the way down on my manhood. He whimpers and rests until his body adjusts to the invasion. Then he rides me like a cowboy riding a bull.
“You all right babe? That seems to be a lot of stress for you.”
“I am so horny and I won’t get through the day without this. It hurts, but it’s pleasure and pain that will very soon become pure pleasure.”
“Just so it’s OK, but we can stop now and do it later when we don’t have to rush.”
“Jason, you have shown me how great sex with you can be and I want it right now.” He continues riding and screams as his dick shoots a big load all over my chest and neck, then leans down and gives me a greedy kiss.
I rush over the edge of the plateau I’ve been riding and spill my seed inside this gorgeous young man I have quickly developed an intense need for. These feelings are absolutely all new for me because I’m straight. OK, I used to be. All right, I thought I was.
We hurry through a quick morning shower together, rush to the kitchen, grab a cup of coffee and a piece of toast, eating while standing at the breakfast bar.
I phone my sky pilot who says he is on his way. Luke and I quickly pile into my car and with slightly more than legal speed, reach the rendezvous point with the drone operator. After exchanging pleasant greetings all around, we do our first traffic report; me standing in front of a tripod-mounted camera and the drone speeding over the stream of fast-moving vehicles on the freeway. I describe the traffic flow that the drone relays to us and at the end of the report wish our viewers a safe trip to work and a good day on the job.
Luke and I head to a truck stop that I know and grab a takeout cup of the strongest coffee on the planet.
Luke:
“We have a birthday party this weekend, right?” I ask to confirm.
Jason smiles and says, “Yeah and I’m so looking forward to it. Matt and Bradley have the best parties. I understand that Nick the Greek is catering, so the food will be fantastic. And, there’ll be some live singing as always.”
“Jason, we have to get a present for Marty. We can’t go empty-handed.”
“Well, Matt says they will now celebrate both boys’ birthdays even though it started as a party for Marty. Those boys are so close, I’m not surprised they want to celebrate together. I love them so much. You know they lived on the streets for a year. Marty was six and Bobby was four. Matt and Bradley were the boys’ second foster parents and then they officially adopted them.”
Luke recalls, “Yeah, I remember the courtroom scene and the adoption story was all over the news.”
Jason:
I drop Luke off at his high school where he’ll do some homework and study in the school library which opens a couple of hours before school begins so the kids can study and catch up on homework. Then it’s back to morning traffic reports for me and after we get everyone to work on time, I head for the channel 13 newsroom where I will finish my work day.
I stop at Matt’s office where he and Bradley are discussing Saturday’s birthday party. As I walk through the door, Bradley says, “Man, you look like someone who got laid.”
I’m smiling so big I can feel my face stretching. “You’re a good observer.”
Matt asks, “And, how was it for the former straight guy now in our presence?”
“Fucking fantastic,” I admit. “It was better than I had imagined beforehand. I have these feelings for Luke that are all new to me.”
“I know the feeling,” Bradley says seriously. “I know that feeling.”
Matt looks at me and asks, “You didn’t tell Luke anything, did you?”
“No, no,” I reply as I look at Bradley who shakes his head, ‘No.’
I think to myself, there will be surprises all around.
I finish my workday and drive to the high school to pick up Luke.
I don’t see him outside waiting for me, so after a few minutes, I park the car and go inside. I find the library and walk in. Luke is being very cozy with a guy and I have this surge of jealousy; another new experience.
I say to Luke rather abruptly, “I’ll wait for you at the car.” I turn to walk away.
“Wait!” Luke says to me, his voice showing a bit of irritation.
I stop and walk back to Luke and the guy.
“Jason, I want to introduce you to a very good, very close friend. This is Patrick.”
I reach out to shake hands and say, “Jason.”
Patrick smiles at me and says, “Dude, that stare you’re giving me could kill. Look, Luke was bringing me up-to-date on his asshole father and the newly-discovered love of his life, he says you are his first and last love. Luke and I are good friends but nothing’s going on between us, never has been and never will be. I recognize the look of surprise and jealousy on your face. Relax. I’m straight and never, ever get involved with or date gay boys.”
“Patrick, this is all new to me. I’ve always been straight until Luke and I got locked in a stare recently. It has all happened so quickly. I’ll need some time to adjust and become accustomed to my new love and my new lifestyle. Sorry.”
“Jason, I’ve seen you on TV often and I think you are very good at your job. Tremendous respect for you as a journalist. Luke has been telling me about the morning traffic reports and the drones and your way of doing the verbal reports. Sounds fucking nice.”
“Thanks for the compliments.”
Luke and I bid farewell to Patrick and head for the car.
“Sorry for the flareup of jealousy,” I say once we get into the car.
Luke hugs me and smiles, “I understand. I haven’t told you about my friends and I have never been in a relationship before, but I will never do anything with another guy as long as I belong to you and I plan on being yours until death do us part. At some point we will have to discuss relationship rules. Remember we’ve only been at this for a couple of days.“
On the way home, we buy food to prepare for dinner. Once in the apartment, I grab an after-work beer and offer one to Luke, but he chooses a glass of white wine instead. After a dinner of stir-fry beef, bell peppers, tomatoes and onions, served over rice, we cuddle on the living room couch, and within half-an-hour we are in the bedroom, naked and getting turned on by each other.
Meanwhile, back at the Camelot gated living community, Matt and Bradley have arrived home and are preparing dinner, while talking about upcoming events at work.
Matt:
The birthday party this Saturday and the big program changes at channel 13 are getting all of my attention and I hope the birthday party goes as we are planning it. The boys are so excited about their very first birthday party; it’s all they can talk about. The new morning show to start soon on weekdays at 5:00 AM is where most of my concern lies, however the production crew is nothing but professional about everything we ask them to do. I plan on being at the station before 5:00 on the first day in case my help is in any way needed.
Bradley:
“Matt, we’re doing some great television and journalism at channel 13 and all without a single problem. Everything is going as planned. You, with help from Molly and the production crew, are giving the station an evening news program that is consistently number one in Dallas-Fort Worth and is as good as any network evening news show. Also, the morning show even before the coming changes take place is generating job offers at network morning shows. We have pushed DFW TV news into a new universe and that is good for everyone. You are really the source of all of this change for the better; the rest of us just take your requests and “make them so,” to use a quote from Star Trek. And along the way, we are all learning a lot about TV in working with you.”
Matt:
“We’re all fortunate to be able to work freely together without anyone standing over us. We’re succeeding in giving Mr. Tom what he is paying us to do. I’m just doing my job and with a lot of talented people helping; all of us have a lot to be proud of. Now, let’s eat.”
After dinner we look at an audition video of a local farmer who, if all goes well, will do the 5:00 AM segment of the morning show.
“The guy in this audition is a lot like Trae Crowder the comedian who does a podcast on YouTube. He does humorous looks at things in daily life. Farmer Jim Neal is very funny and also very wise. He has a way of looking at things just a little like the other comedian, the late George Carlin.”
We laugh continuously at Farmer Jim in the video and I say, “Now if he will just accept our offer. Keep your fingers crossed.”
Bradley and I have a glass of really delicious white wine and retire for the evening.
The sex we still have nearly every night before going to sleep is not as wild as it used to be but that’s OK. We still manage to do something that pleasures both of us before we turn loose and fly off to the Astral Plane in our sleep.
I crawl between Bradley’s outstretched legs, slide my legs under his thick, heavy thighs and lift his legs slightly before leaning down to inhale his masculine aroma rising out of his crotch. I lick his rapidly extending eight-inch cock, suck his balls and then swallow his cock balls deep, massaging and squeezing with my throat muscles. Small movements up and down, squeezing, hard sucking and Bradley is moaning in no time.
“goddamit, Matt. I thought I wasn’t all that horny tonight but you just changed that. I won’t last much longer if you keep that up.”
With an evil sound in my voice, I tease, “You want me to stop?”
“Fuck no, don’t you dare stop. Keep that up, make it rough and nasty, get me the fuck off, Babe. Get me off, please.”
I feel Bradley’s cock start to expand and contract as he rocks his body left and right and then I start to moan and squeal as though I’m the one having the orgasm.”
“Fuck, Matthew, when you make those sounds, it always pushes me over the edge and here I go......AAAHHHHHHH, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK. Swallow my load, swallow it.”
I suck hard to drain his balls and continue to give him that post-orgasm discomfort that he loves. When it becomes more painful than he can stand, he pushes me off his still-hard cock.
“Dude, one of these days you are gonna kill me with your blowjobs, but what a way to go,” he says laughingly.
“Bradley, my love, just remember that your curiosity about a gay blowjob out on the oil rig is where this all started.”
“Yeah, and to be absolutely honest I don’t know another motherfucker who likes getting his dick sucked more than I do and I don’t believe there is another queer on this planet who sucks dick better than you.”
“I’ll take your crudeness as a gigantic compliment,” I say, feigning disgust.
“What? It’s fucking true. I will never forget that first blowjob on my bunk on the rig. After I came, I basked in the afterglow but never thought that at that moment I was starting a transition from straight to gay. But it wasn’t only the blowjob; I had already become attached to you but didn’t realize I had fallen in love with you.”
“Bradley, don’t forget the difficulty you had in adjusting. It was difficult for me to see you suffering and I had trouble not knowing if you would walk away. I was so in love with you and today I love you even more. We have a good life together and a wonderful family with the two boys. I feel blessed as my grandmother would say.”
“Matthew, I’m just as fortunate as you. We do have a wonderful life together and I hope it lasts forever.”
Bradley takes me in his arms and kisses me with all the passion he has. I kiss him back. We fall asleep with his strong arms wrapped around me.
Thursday morning, I am awakened by Bradley’s warm mouth on my dick, head moving up and down. I put my hands behind his head and push him all the way down causing him to gag but he doesn’t abandon my dick. He takes control of his gag reflex and works harder at getting me off. The surprise blowjob has me super turned on and it takes me only five minutes to fill Bradley’s mouth with warm seed.
After Bradley cleans my cock, he straddles my chest with a knee on either side and presses his dick against my lips. “Suck it,” he commands.
After a quick shower and an even speedier breakfast, we climb into the waiting car with Carlos behind the wheel as always and head for channel 13, leaving our sleeping boys behind with the housekeeper Carmen. The boys love her and she loves them like her own.
Olivia Johnson, the New York TV assignments editor will arrive today with her girlfriend, Emily Davis, so that Olivia can decide if they will move to Dallas with Olivia replacing Molly as the channel 13 news assignment editor when Molly moves to the new morning show. I ask Molly to join me to talk about the New York ladies.
“Will Olivia bring her girlfriend with if Olivia decides to stay?” I ask.
“Correct,” Molly answers.
“OK, Molly, how about we have Carlos meet the girls at the airport and deliver them to you here at the station?”
“That will impress them.”
“Molly give Carlos the info and tell him ‘we need’ him to meet the ladies; suggest he wait at arrivals holding up a nice sign with their last names printed on them. He will automatically help them with luggage and they can visit with you. Give them a tour, and let me know when they want to meet with me.”
“Matt, I think she will be impressed enough with the station and with DFW to take your offer, if the money is right. I sent her a comparison of the cost of living in New York City and Dallas-Fort Worth. She couldn’t believe the difference.”
“We have to find an assignment editor as talented as you and we won’t find one in a small TV market, so I’m hoping your friend from New York will join us.”
Shortly after Molly leaves my office, I get a call from the security guys at the reception desk who say that I have a visitor who does not have an appointment. I tell security to escort the visitor to my office.
Five minutes later I hear a tap at my open office door and look up to see the security guy. “Mr. Walker, your guest.”
In walks the most beautiful black woman on television. She is Barbara Boyd, a news co-host at another local TV station. I stand and say, “Come in.” I thank the security officer.
I reach out to shake her hand and say, “What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this.”
She laughs and responds, “I’m here without an appointment, thinking I might be able to see you sooner.”
“Have a seat.”
I tell Barbara I had been mesmerized by her years ago when I was job hunting before I was hired by channel 12. She was co-anchoring the 5:30 local news lead-in to the 6:00 PM channel 12 news. I tell her how beautiful I think she is. I ask why she’s here.
She explains that she is starting a new makeup product for black women and men and is looking for a part-time TV job. The station where she currently works won’t renew her contract for part-time work, it has to be full-time or no time.
I get goose bumps at the thought of having her co-anchoring the morning show. It will only be one or maybe two hours of the show. I have such a fucking rush!
“May I call you Matt?” she asks.
“Yes, please do.”
“Matt, I need a job which will also give me time for my cosmetics venture with a bit of time leftover to have a life. And I don’t want a fistful of money.”
“Barbara, if I make an offer, it will be something you cannot resist. That’s how channel 13 snagged me after I walked out at channel 12.”
“I’m intrigued.”
“Just a second,” I say as I grab my phone and called Stella Dallas, the comptroller.
“Stella, bring Connie with you please.”
“Barbara, before the ladies get here, please tell me how much your station is paying you. I need to know where to start. Make it honest, please.”
Barbara tells me the figure and I am surprised and yet not surprised. It’s a nice salary but she is worth every penny, and we can beat that and still let her work part-time.
The administrative ladies arrive and I introduce them to Barbara.
“Barbara, this is Stella Dallas, she watches over the money and Connie Dixon is the Personnel Director. I control the news division budget and these ladies keep me from spending too much and remind me when I am letting the budget build up too much.”
Both ladies know who Barbara is and pay her well-deserved compliments.
I scribble on a note pad how much I want to offer Barbara. Stella whispers “You can go higher.”
I grin big and scribble a new figure and pass it to Barbara.
Her eyes open wide with disbelief and she chokes on the words, “I remind you that I’m asking for a half-day job.”
“Exactly. What do you think? Everything will be in your contract. The morning show will begin at 5:00 AM and run until 10:00 AM, hosted in one-hour segments. You will be required to host one hour and maybe two hours and you will have to be in here early each weekday in case something goes wrong with the other anchors. As far as I’m concerned, it’s a done deal. Give me a list of your needs and I will do my best to fulfil them. You can take time to think it over.”
“Ya’ll are offering me more money and a job I will not find anywhere else in this state. So, I’m in and I promise to not disappoint ya’ll.”
“Good to hear that, Barbara. Before I forget, we are having a birthday party on Saturday afternoon-evening for our two boys and we’d like you to come. You will meet a lot of the station news people and others. Mr. Tom, who owns channel 13 will be there. There’ll be wine and beer, no hard stuff allowed because of the kids. Oh yeah, plenty of great food from Nick the Greek and birthday cake, of course.”
“Matt that sounds great. Thank you.” Barbara stands and thanks Stella and Connie.
I turn to Barbara and offer, “I can give you a quick tour if you have time.”
While we walk around the station, Barbara stops, looks at me and says, “Matt I knew about your new morning show and that’s what encouraged me to ask for a job at channel 13. Every TV station in town knows what you are doing over here.”
“How so,” I ask.
She says, “Your program director is telling everyone who will listen to him.”
I look at her with disbelief.
“Matt, I recorded one of your program director’s conversations with my PD. I found it disgusting that one of your executives would give you away like that. I have that recording on my cell phone if you want to copy it.”
“I definitely want that recording. Thank you. He will be gone before the day is over.”
“Do you have that much influence outside news?”
“To tell you how it is here right now, I probably run this entire operation. I don’t like it but Mr. Tom trusts me and the money he pays me prevents me from refusing. We are rid of a lot of the people who have been here for years but have never done anything to make the place better. I once told the program director that I wanted time on Saturday morning for a kids’ information show produced by the news division and he refused. Mr. Tom came over and told the PD that when I speak, I am speaking for him and if the PD has a problem with that, he should start looking for a new job right that very minute. Mr. Tom sent a follow-up memo around to every employee reminding them of how I am trying to cleanup this place. Since then, I have had no resistance. My husband helps with my heavy workload more than anyone knows.”
“Husband?”
“Right. If you don’t know that I am gay, you may be the only one in Texas broadcasting who is not aware of that. Bradley is Director of Remote Broadcast Services and is behind channel 13’s use of drones instead of a helicopter to do traffic report and also the satellite system in a suitcase.”
“Matt, I am highly impressed with your operation here and really want to be a part of it. You guys are real fighters.”
“Oh, Barbara, when can you join our staff?”
“To be honest, Matt, my contract is no longer valid as of two days ago. I thought my boss would cave and let me work part-time but he didn’t, so I am here, aware that you do not have all the anchors for the new morning show locked down. This is really the only station I want to work at. You guys are really making journalism and DFW better.”
“OK, we need to get you on the payroll so give me your phone number and somebody from personnel will call you about coming back to sign your contract in person. After you sign the contract tomorrow, be prepared to spend some time here to talk and get familiar with the operation.”
“Matt, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate everything. You have saved my life.”
“Barbara, you will help save us with the new morning show. You are very talented and have a huge following and damned, you look beautiful both on-camera and off.”
We return to my office to tie down a few loose ends. Barbara emails me the earlier mentioned recording from her cellphone.
I am so jacked up about hiring Barbara, I have to tell someone so I call Molly.
Next, I phone Mr. Tom. “I have good news and bad news, Sir.”
“The good news first,” he requested.
“I just hired Barbara Boyd to co-host the new morning show.”
“Are you kidding me?”
“No, Sir, she will sign her contract tomorrow.
“Outstanding. Now the bad news.”
“Our program director is telling everyone in town what we are planning here. Barbara was in her PD’s office when our PD was talking to her PD. She recorded the conversation on speaker phone and has emailed it to me.”
“Email that recording to me and I will be there ASAP to assist you when YOU fire him. OK? And give personnel a heads-up.”
“Yes, Sir. See you soon.”
Half-an-hour later we are in the program director’s office. We play the recording of his telephone conversation with the competition’s PD and I tell him we no longer need his services. The personnel director hands me the severance papers and a check for two weeks salary. I hand him the paperwor and tell him he has one hour to clean out his desk and turn in his company ID before departing the building. I remind him that he no longer will have access to the building.
On the way back to my office Mr. Tom tells me he needs to discuss a request with me.
“Matt, I have purchased a small winery in the hill country. I think the place looks pretty shabby and I would like for you and Bradley to go up there, take a look around and come back with some improvement ideas. I know you are busy this weekend but on the following weekend do you think you could go?”
“Mr. Tom, I think Bradley has nothing going on then, so I will give you a tentative ‘yes’ but driving there with the boys will be an exhausting experience.”
“No, no. You guys will be flown by helicopter to the Hill Country to stay in my cabin a short distance from the winery. Carlos will meet you at the cabin with a SUV in case you have an emergency. He will be there the entire time with you but will stay in the guest cottage. The cabin will be stocked with food, wine and beer. Anything else you need Carlos will fetch it for you. Will this work for you?”
“Sounds great, Sir. The boys will have a great time on their new adventure.”
“Matt, you know I want to gradually move you into that newly-created position as the overseer of all of my business holdings. This winery visit will be a great start toward that end. I’ll email more information and you should discuss the trip with Carlos. Also please send an email to all company employees with details about your temporary absence. This will demonstrate your transition to a much higher position in the company. We will issue an official notification prior to the change.”
After Mr. Tom departs, I sit to sort all of the things going on with new hires, the Saturday birthday party, the trip to the Hill Country winery and other things.
Molly stops at my office to say that Carlos is at the airport waiting for the two New Yorkers to touch down.
I suggest that Molly take the ladies out on the town this afternoon and evening for sightseeing and fun. I hand Molly a credit card. “Molly, charge everything you need to spend on them to that card. Pay for dinner, drinks, hotel and have them charge to their room meals and snacks until we get them settled if they choose to put down roots here. Don’t be shy about using that card. This should be an all-expenses paid visit for them. Bring them in tomorrow morning for us to talk about the job.”
On the way home after work, I bring Bradley up-to-date on the latest activities. When I tell him about Mr. Tom’s request for us to visit the winery, Bradley gets very excited.
“Matt, this trip to the Hill Country is what we need right now. We need to get the fuck out of Dodge and let this be an unofficial vacation. We need a break from work.”
At dinner, Marty and Bobby tell us about their day and jump up and down when we tell them about the upcoming trip. Of course, they talk mostly about their birthday party on Saturday. Bradley and I look at each other and without saying a word, express to each other with our eyes how lucky we are to have the family and life that we now enjoy. Bradley places his hand on mine. The boys look at each other and smile. A simple touch of my hand from Bradley seems to reassure them that they are safe and protected.
We play some board games with the boys and after half-an-hour they go to bed seemingly tired and sleepy. Bradley and I wait for them to go to sleep and then retire.
In bed, Bradley pulls me into his arms and starts kissing me gently with love. “Matt, I love you more than life itself. I give thanks for you coming into my life and remaining with me. We are so fucking lucky, or blessed as some would say. Whatever one calls it, I am grateful for all of it. One of my best decisions is my giving up the engineering job on the Gulf of Mexico oil platform so I can go to sleep and wake up with you by my side every fucking day.”
Both of us soon have full erections and things heat up slowly until we reached simultaneous volcanic orgasms. When I plunge over the edge, I feel like I am having an out-of-body experience. Bradley, deep inside me, fills my guts with his seed. He holds me so tightly against his hard body that, for a short time, I can hardly breathe.
Bradley rolls off me and rests on his back. Like most times, the orgasm does not diminish the hardness of his thick cock. He remains fully hard.
I wrap my fingers around that hard dick and slowly stroke him. He is still fully erect and sensitive but he enjoys post orgasm torture. He moans from the uncomfortable but pleasurable feeling I am creating in his thick cock and big balls. He rocks back and forth to deal with the discomfort.
“Fuck, I crave this torture. Don’t fucking stop.”
I start stroking faster and he moans louder. I stroke him faster and faster like a piston and he screams as he shoots another load, this one high into the air. The thick, white sperm falls onto both of us. Stop, please stop, please. I lean down and take him balls deep down my throat. I suck the remaining cum from his balls as he gasps for air. After I remove his eight inches from my throat, he lets out a big breath of air.
“Matt, babe, I feel so sexually satisfied, but I didn’t do much for you.”
“Just remember, Bradley, I’m first of all, a devoted cocksucker. With that in mind, you always give me a lot of dick to enjoy. You always do.”
We lay there until we drift off to sleep.
Friday morning. I wake to a well-lubed hand jacking me off. No words are spoken as Bradley brings me to an intense orgasm.
I turn to him and plant a wet kiss on his lips. “Thanks babe, love the wake-up surprise.”
The boys are awake at sunrise, talking excitedly about their upcoming Saturday birthday party. We have a nice breakfast together before Bradley and I leave for work, leaving the boys with housekeeper Carmin.
On the way, we discuss with our driver Carlos the planned trip to the Hill Country winery and he assures us that we have nothing to concern ourselves with and that everything is taken care of.
Molly is waiting for me outside my office when I arrive. She briefs me about her time with the New York ladies and says they are impressed with Dallas-Fort Worth as well as the generosity of channel 13 in taking care of all expenses. I suggest she get Carlos to drive her to the hotel where our guests are staying so she can get them underway for our discussion here at the station.
Two hours later, Molly is at my office door with our guests in tow. I invite them in and we chat briefly about their impressions of the city. Then we talk about Olivia’s position as our new assignment editor. Personnel has drafted a contract and I passed that over to Olivia.
“Matt, is this salary figure correct?”
“Olivia, we can go a little higher but not by much.”
She laughs. “No, no, it’s more than I expected. The offer is more than reasonable, acceptable. I’ll take it. We already put our furniture and household things in storage and have the condo on the market.”
“We have a small logistics office. Molly can take you there to arrange for the movement of your household goods from New York to us. Storage costs are much lower than in New York. You may want to wait until you have a permanent residence to accept your things. We’ll pay the cost of getting your household goods here and will cover the storage costs here until your condo sells and you have a permanent home. I recommend you buy a house or condo because it is cheaper than renting a place and you own the investment.”
“Matt, your generosity is nearly overwhelming. We had figured out what all of this would cost us and now channel 13 will pay for it. Thank you.”
I turn to Emily Davis, Olivia’s girlfriend or partner. “So Emily, you plan on staying here, too?”
“That’s the plan,” she says.
I ask, “What did you do in New York?”
She gives me an unexpected answer. “I am a producer at a TV station in the New York city suburbs but which is also licensed to serve the Big Apple. I produce two live shows weekdays.”
The light went off in my head. Can I afford her? I asked myself silently. “Do you have a job lined up here?”
Emily said she had not pursued anything yet but will be looking.
“Have you ever produced a live one camera show?” I questioned.
“I have but the success also depends on the talents of the cameraman. You have something in mind.”
I brief her on the planned, experimental 5:00 AM hour of the upcoming morning show. I tell her about Farmer Jim Neal who will host that hour and that country music videos will be aired in the show, providing time for setting up continuing live shots.”
“Piece of cake,” Emily says with a big smile.
I have a rush of goose bumps all over my body. “You interested?
“Let’s see what we can work out.”
I phone the personnel director and asked her to join us and to bring along the comptroller who watches my budget.
Emily says she will be happy if we can at least match what she is getting in New York since the money buys more here in DFW than it does in New York. We add a little more money and everyone is happy.
Both ladies get sweaty eyes as they thank us for the jobs. I am happy for them as well as for us.
I whisper to Molly that Bradley has stored champagne in the break room refrigerator and she rushes to bring it to us for a little celebration. I phone Bradley to join us.
I ask Olivia and Emily to join us on Saturday for the birthday party.
I stand there for a moment, glass of champagne in hand, giving silent thanks to that someone ‘up there’ who apparently likes me a lot. Problems seem to just solve themselves.
The rest of the day goes by in a flash.
On the way home, Bradley asks, “What the fuck has happened the past two days?”
“Well, Barbara Boyd today has officially signed her contract to co-host the morning show. Then the new assignment editor arrives with her girlfriend. You knew about that much, but what none of us knew before is that the girlfriend is producing daily live TV in New York. She will join us to produce the Farmer Jim morning show hour.”
“Holy fuck, Matt, you really got this shit nailed down and now we can look forward to starting the new morning show. I’m so happy for all of us.”
“OK, let’s find out how the birthday boys are doing at home as they wind up for the big celebration tomorrow.” I lean forward and give Bradley a quick kiss on the lips and then settle back for the ride home.
To be continued.
