To Catch a Sub - 009 - Sex Stories

To Catch a Sub - 009

... downsides.

He called Mark to have someone to talk to. When Mark answered, they planned to have a last lunch. He fiddled around the office doing some more reading. At one point he actually went back to the Pillory website and spent time looking at video offerings. He had made a list of the videos that Sasha had watched. He started working systematically through them, making notes about the content of the videos, the premise of the often-thin plots, and detailed notes on the action that he thought she was finding so attractive.

It was almost 2 pm when he closed the laptop and grabbed his coat. He shrugged on the sports coat and headed out to his truck. He had about 10 minutes to get to the restaurant where he had agreed to meet Mark. Mark was already there and when he came in, Mark looked up and then his eyes widened in surprise.

"Jesus. You look different."

"Thanks. New me...or at least on the road to the new me."

"What's going on that needs this impromptu engagement."

"I made a mistake with this project concept."

"You mean something has gone bad with Sasha?"

"No. no. I think that is still on track. But this charade of studying for certifications to get a project is wearing thin. I don't have anything to show for the time I have spent and no prospects to make it seem probable. I've got to come up with something quick. Otherwise, I have to somehow mitigate this farce.

Mark thought for a moment.

"What if the contract fell ...

... through?"

"Huh?"

"What if the people behind the contract had a financial implosion and can no longer do their project. It's not your fault, you just got caught in the fall out. You spent a lot of time and effort on what you thought was going to be a game changer, circumstances beyond your control made it come out otherwise."

"That's not bad. We lose contracts for a variety of reasons. I never told anyone it was a done deal."

"See. I think that could work."

"I need to do some thinking about this. I'm sure someone, probably my father--law is going to want details. I have to have something to give him."

Mark was silent for a minute.

"I worked last year on a security project for the military. They were looking at putting some kind of secure military installation here. It all went south when the new administration took over. Use that excuse. The military never discloses much, even to their contractors. It's not that unusual for them to start a project, hire contractors and let contracts and then walk in 6 months later and tell everyone to go home. They do it all the time with no explanations."

"That could work."

How are things otherwise?"

"Going as good as I could imagine I think."

"Good. Let's eat and have a beer. Did you see that game on Saturday? The refs screwed that up royally.

They continued to talk about sports, politics and business for the next hour and half. Mark looked at his phone.

"I got to get along. I have to relieve the other guy in about an hour and I ...