Chapter 3

Drake walked into Wilmer’s across the street from Leblanc Enterprises. It was a dive of a lunch location and filled with people who loved their food. Drake hated the place. Robert, on the other hand, loved it so much that he ate there almost daily.

“Robert, I can’t be responsible for the heart attack you’re going to have because of this food. Cindy is going to get mad at me.”

“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her,” Robert said as his eyes were glued to the menu.

Drake liked to joke about Robert’s wife Cindy and how tough she was on him all the time, but the truth was they had been married for many years and were extremely happy. Drake had even been Robert’s best man.

“Let me guess, cheeseburger and fries.”

“Double bacon cheeseburger,” Robert said as he licked his lips.

“Seriously dude, Cindy would kill you.”

“Nah, as long as I don’t actually keel over from a heart attack she’ll be alright.”

“And if you do die…well you’ll be dead so it won’t matter anymore.”

Robert paused for a moment to contemplate what Drake had said. Certainly, dying wasn’t something he wanted to do. He had a beautiful wife and kids that he couldn’t leave alone.

“Maybe next week I’ll skip a day or two of greasy food.”

“Hey, do you know anything about Smith Brothers Telcom?”

“That old lady from your party owns that, right?”

“Yep,” Drake said as he ordered the only salad on the menu.

“What about it?”

“I want to buy them.”

“Drake, seriously? We are in the middle of too much transition right now we need to take it easy. Why don’t you go on vacation or something? Try and relax a little bit.”

“Robert, you know me. I don’t do vacation.”

“Well, we don’t have the resources or time for a takeover right now so find something else to do with yourself.”

“Like what?”

Robert was used to Drake bucking at the idea of any sort of break from work. That just wasn’t who Drake was. He liked to work hard and continually wanted to grow his company. Unfortunately, it was often all work and a little play, but no real relaxation for Drake.

“I don’t know, Drake. What do your other friends do for relaxation?”

Drake had to think about it. He wasn’t sure he knew anyone who worked as hard as he did.

“I’ll try to figure it out.”

“Grab one of those sexy ladies of yours and hole up in your house for a week-long fuck fest. I’m sure that would be as close to a vacation as you could get.”

Drake stopped to think about that for a second. It wasn’t a bad idea. A whole week of endless sex might actually be pretty fun. The problem was Drake didn’t know any women that he liked enough to keep them for a whole week. Two dates were about the threshold of what he could handle, then the women he knew started to get really boring.

“Well, if I could ever find a woman that was fascinating enough to me maybe that idea would work.”

“You have to actually get to know a woman if you want to decide if you like her or not. Two sentences of conversation before you bone her does not equal a get to know you session.”

“They want to fuck. Am I supposed to say no?”

“Drake, how many women have you slept with? Dozens? Hundreds? You still haven’t found what you were looking for. Why not try a different way?”

“Like your way. Boring same old woman every single day.”

“Oh Drake, you’re missing out on a lot if you don’t try some monogamy. The sex is tantalizing, your body will crave it. It’s a totally different world than one-night-stand sex.”

Drake just laughed. The idea that Robert was having hotter sex than he was just was ridiculous. Drake spent most nights with a different woman. He had the pleasure of enjoying every position imaginable with some of the hottest women in the world. He just couldn’t imagine that Robert’s sex life with his wife of seven years was anywhere in the realm of the encounters he was having.

“Alright, Robert.”

“Oh, you think I’m kidding. You think because the women you fuck have perfect bodies that your sex is special. I’m telling you, Drake, when a woman feels comfortable she turns into a wild freak.”

“Cindy?” Drake said with a smile.

“Oh yeah. Like a crazy freak. It’s a whole different game when you get to come home to the same woman every night and fuck her brains out.”

“It would be a better use of my time. But there really isn’t a woman with a sex drive as high as mine.”

Robert laughed as he bit into his huge burger.

“You might be surprised what you’ll find when you pause to get to know someone.”

“She would have to be pretty fucking fantastic to keep me interested for more than a couple of nights.”

“You have that date with Rose tonight, right? Why don’t you try getting to know her?”

“And not sleep with her?”

Drake made a face at Robert like something smelled bad.

“Yes, Drake. Go on a real first date. Dinner, wine, all that romantic bullshit.”

“Not even a blow job?”

“No blow jobs. No eating her pussy. No fucking her. Just a nice normal first date. Ask her questions about her life. Let her ask you questions. All that good stuff.”

Drake just shook his head up and down as he finished his salad. He was up for giving it a try. A normal date wasn’t too much for Drake. He actually liked the idea of a little bit of a challenge.

“So, let me get this straight. So far at lunch we have decided that I won’t take over another company and I shouldn’t have sex with my date tonight. We are definitely eating somewhere else next time.”

As the two men left the restaurant and made their way back toward their office. Drake couldn’t help but contemplate what Robert had suggested.

Maybe it was time to settle down just a little bit. Of course, Drake didn’t want to get married or anything crazy like that. But perhaps dating a few regular girls would be a better way to go about things instead of picking up a new girl every night.

Drake spaced off a little bit as he thought about some of his past women and if any of them would be good for a little semi-regular nighttime fun. He quickly recalled his past conquests all blended together and it wasn’t likely that he would be able to differentiate them enough to tell which ones he liked and which ones he didn’t.

He hadn’t had a woman around in a long time that would even stand up to him. Drake, of course, liked a woman in bed that would do anything he wanted. But in real life, he needed intelligence mixed with a hot body and unstoppable sex drive. That was what he wanted. If he could find that in a woman, then maybe he could sort of settle down.

“You could always be one of those progressive guys who kept a couple of women,” Robert said jokingly as they headed back to the office.

“Yeah, that would be better.”

“No, Drake, I was joking. Trust me. Two women would be way too much to handle on a daily basis. Plus, they wouldn’t get along and would always be fighting. It doesn’t work that way.”

“I like it. Maybe two really hot, smart, sexy women. Mmm, yeah that would be perfect. I could take turns with them. Maybe they could take turns with each other. Perfect.”

Robert just rolled his eyes as he stopped walking altogether.

“Drake, that’s a porno film, not real life. You can’t even find one hot, sexy, intelligent woman to keep around. How do you expect to find more than one?”

“Alright. Let’s say I wanted to find just one. We need to figure out the most efficient way to just get this over with. I don’t have time for dating a million women and wasting time.”

“Have Sam help you. She has known you for five years. The two of you could go to one of those fantasy matchmakers or something,” Robert didn’t seem very confident in his plan.

Robert could still remember the time Drake did go to a matchmaker service and he ended up fucking the matchmaker. She was totally into it, but then refused to help set him up with any of her clients. Pretty much she just wanted to keep him for herself.

Drake stood still and stared at the movie poster on the building they were in front of. He had a fantastic idea.