Changing Places with Yourself

Chapter 11

The next day is Sunday, Judy and I meet with the wedding planner to finalize everything for Wednesday, December 24th, the day of my wedding.  Rehearsal is on Tuesday at 6 p.m. followed by dinner at 7 p.m., unfortunately, Evan has to be there.  Grandpa is walking me down the aisle.  Finally, the day comes to marry Evan.  Two of the maids help me into the dress, do my hair, and they apply my makeup.  Judy watches everything happening with tears in her eyes, I know she wishes things were different and Evan was going to be a good husband, instead of a cheating man-w***e that he is now.  After we said our vows instead of kissing he shakes my hand then turns and heads to the waiting cars.  Grandpa shakes his head clearly angry at Evan for not waiting for me.  Before the reception, I had changed clothes at their house and after it was “over” I tried to leave, but Judy stops me with a request, “We open gifts on Christmas Eve, please stay.” I follow her into the living room where the others are waiting.  Bruce hands out the gifts wearing a Santa hat and there is one under the tree for everyone in the family plus all the employees.  I had driven my Chevy Silverado Extended cab truck and filled the cab plus the bed with hand-made presents for everyone too, including Evan.  Jerry and Samuel help me bring everything in.  Most were given scarves, some are given throw blankets for their couches, which I had either knitted, crocheted or sewn while binge watching my shows on TV.  I made a few needlepoint baby quilts for those who have newborns at home and for Evan I made a quilt with the school's color and logo.  For Jimmy, I made a dozen hand-sewn ties of pure silk.  Grandpa loves his handkerchiefs, so I gave him one of every color with his initials hand-embroidered on them.  Next for Judy, I made a satin peignoir set, but I actually think Jimmy was more excited about that gift then Judy.  Grandpa gave me a beautiful necklace, Jimmy gave me a charm bracelet, Judy gave me one of her mother's rings, and Evan gave me the finger, which got him grounded.  What a way to start my wedding night.  They told him he wasn’t allowed to go to any school dance, no Prom and no Homecoming.  I didn't feel like a bride as I was heading home.  I wanted to cry myself to sleep over what the night should have been, but instead, I decided to picture in my mind what could have been.

I laid there naked under my comforter dreaming about Evan or Troy, since they both were well endowed, coming out fresh from the shower.  Water dripping down his chest to his abs and getting lost in the towel around his waist.  His eyes glowing with desire at the sight of my body outlined under the thin blanket covering me.  He drops the towel exposing his huge manhood, which is growing bigger as he approaches the bed.  I sit up exposing my breasts to his vision as he draws closer.  He leans down and his mouth finds mine as the covers are thrown off me leaving my body completed revealed.  We sink back onto the bed as his body hovers over mine.  I moan with glee as he deepens the kiss, licking my lower lip to gain entrance to my mouth and as our tongues tangle one of his hands cups my breast.  His fingers play with my n****e before his lips move down my neck searching for something that will make me cry out for him.  His tongue flicks over my left n****e making it rock hard before he draws it into his mouth to suck deeply on it.  “YES!” I murmur as he moves to do the same to the right one and his hand slides further down to find my hot, wet core.  I try to run my hands down to his throbbing shaft and he pins my wrists above my head.  “Next time, my love, right now I want to pleasure you.” he purrs against my n****e.  I throw my head back as his thumb finds my nub of happiness and he slips a finger inside me.  My hips move to the rhythm his hand has started, faster and faster until my body clenches and I scream out.  “YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!”  Contentment fills every pore of my skin as he begins kissing down my stomach, my hips, my inner thighs and finally his tongue darts out to lick my most tender area starting my essence back on a journey of pure bliss.   He joins our bodies into one, quickly, to mitigate the amount of pain taking my hymen causes, pausing long enough to allow my walls to adjust to his girth and length.  My legs instinctively wrap around his waist as we begin moving in unison, each thrust forcing us higher and higher until we hit the peak together and fall into a place of complete ecstasy.  He rolls off me after a few seconds and pulls me into his arms to sleep.  During my day-dream, my hands slide over my lady parts and help me find a sweet release, then I fall asleep wishing it hadn’t been just a fantasy but reality.  “Will I die a virgin?” is my last thought before slumber takes me.

Several days later Grandpa and I flew to Ohio to go to the Novell industries corporate headquarters.  He was going to teach me all the ropes since Evan was more interested in playing football at college not taking business courses.  Jimmy and Judy were going to run the satellite office there while Evan finishes school.  Evan was overheard saying he did need to bother learning since his family has enough money to pay someone to run the company for him.  The foolish child would run the business into the ground or everyone would embezzle all the money and he’d end up broke.  Before we started Grandpa took me on a tour of the town and showed me where Stovard International Inc. offices were, just so I would know where the competitors with Novell were located.  He tried years ago to do a merger, but Albert Stovard hated all the Novells especially Jimmy and refused.

For now, I was staying at the family home with Grandpa, the staff and a few security personnel, but I had an idea and called the realtor.  One of Bruce’s top men following went through several buildings that used to be hotels.  Gary, my realtor, showed me one that I thought was perfect. It had 40 floors, the top floor held three penthouse suites, the next two floors from the top held the rest of the suites, and then from there down were just regular hotel rooms.  The roof had a helipad and a swimming pool with a hot tub attached.  The hotel kitchen was in the basement along with everything housekeeping used to keep the rooms clean.  The first floor held an indoor pool with a separate hot tub and a full gym, along with about 160 rooms.  There were seven levels to the underground parking structure and a freight elevator that went from the first level all the way up to the roof.  The best part is the bank had foreclosed on the property and was motivated to do a short sale, which means I got it for the price of what's owed left on the mortgage 3.75 million dollars.  Gary put in my offer and within 6 days it was accepted.  Since Novell has hands in the building industry it was easy to get all the materials at cost for the renovations.  My lawyers got the permits to push through and Gary knew a few hard-working general contractors for the job.  I worked with the architect to get the floor plans set up once they were ready construction begins.  On the first floor where the rooms had been, we converted it into an American style restaurant as well as a full bar, which turn into a nightclub after a certain time.  The first 12 floors above ground level were set up with apartments to accommodate families with 4 bedrooms or more.  There were four sets of elevators on each side, one from each set were kept in place and the others were closed off and removed to increase the floor space for the apartments.   The freight elevator ran up the end of one hallway and that was closed off with drywall when the apartment was created making it so that only someone with access to the freight elevator could ride it from the first level of the parking garage, ground floor, level 38, 39, 40 and the roof.  The architect had thought of a way to get quite a few apartments on each floor and using the existing plumbing allowed us to create a laundry room, kitchen and of course more luxurious bathrooms.  The rest of the floors from 13 up to 38 contained two-bedroom apartments.  Level 38 and 39 which had the bigger suites give us a little bit more room to play each had at least two huge five-bedroom abodes with an office separate.  Keypads and key cards were installed so that only those with access to level 38 and up could actually get to the roof as well.  The stairs had key codes to each floor only releasing access to the roof in an emergency situation for the upper floor.  The workers use the freight elevator to move materials up to each floor before sealing it off.  Some were deposited on the roof by helicopter for the higher floors, but most were brought in from the basement.  Steve, my personal guard, kind of looks like one of my nephews from my other life and he finds it funny how much I love power tools.  I would go in on the weekends to help frame walls, demo walls, cut wood to length with the table saw, cut shapes with the jigsaw, lay tile, drill holes, use a nail gun, and of course the electric screwdrivers.  I love power tools!!!!!  I guess some things never change.  When it’s time to paint and put up wallpaper, I leave that to the professionals, because it’s just so boring.  Within two months enough of the lower levels are complete enough to start showing to potential tenants.  After another two months the rest of the floors we're ready to have tenants move in as well only the sweet levels and my penthouse were still right waiting to be completed.  I had a private parking area on the first level near the freight elevator which now had been converted into a luxurious very Hi-Tech elevator.  My parking area also had its own entrance on the opposite side of the building, and I brought a few of my cars to Ohio on a big rig car carrier and they were parked inside as soon as the garage door was in place.  Depending on who lived in the higher levels, I might let them park with my cars.  Right now only a couple of guards will be staying in level 39 once I move into the penthouse for security purposes.  It will be nice having my own home set to my specs for once. We use plumbing from all the many rooms on each floor which gives us the ability to make a chef's kitchen with two sinks, dishwasher, laundry room and every room including the office/gym with its own bathroom. I'm also able to have a crafting room added with a state-of-the-art sewing machine and a large table to cut fabric on. After all, sewing is in my blood. Grandpa came over a couple of times to inspect the hotel turned apartment complex and was very impressed.

“Not only are you great in the boardroom, but it also seems you’re just as handy with a hammer,” he joked.

“I like to learn and expand my knowledge base in various areas.  Then when I find ones that I really like I learn more until I’m well-versed in that skill.” I indicated.

“Steve said you worked extremely well with all the tools.” Grandpa laughed.

“Are they talking about the workers or the power tools?  No, I'm just joking, I know what he means, I love power tools!!!  Which makes it easier to learn how to use something when you enjoy doing it making it much more enjoyable.” I giggle a bit.

“Well, looks like you have a secondary skill to fall back on if you need to.  Flipping old hotels into apartment units, not a bad gig.” he asserted.

“It is fun and I’ll turn a profit in a few years.  The best part is my penthouse is custom made for me.  As much as I love you, Mom, and Dad Novell, I need a place to call my own.  Since Evan can't produce children there will be no one to inherit from him.” I stated.

Grandpa gave me a serious look and said, “I had thought about that and have an idea to be able to keep the business in our bloodline.  Would you consider being inseminated by Jimmy?”

“Grandpa, I don't think I could handle raising my own brother or sister in law, there's still time to discuss all this.  I do want a child or two and there's no law that says adopted children can't inherit a company business.  When you give birth to a baby it should capture your heart and when you adopt a child they also become a child of your heart because you chose them.  Sometimes the one related by blood can be a real disappointment oh, you know what I mean?” I expounded on my feelings.

He agreed with the sad smile, probably thinking of Evan.