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After lunch, he had three calls that he had to make regarding new businesses coming to town.He’d been studying up on the things that he could offer potential businesses and thought that he’d done a good job of selling their town.After the second call, he was called back by the sheet manufacturingcompany, saying that they’d spoken to their board members and were willing to come to town to look the acreage over where they’d be able to build.He wanted to shout to the world that they were coming, but all he did was act professional and tell them he’d set up the meet and greet as soon as this week.

However, after the call, he did do a little gig in his office while talking to his brothers and mate.This was going to be a big deal soon, and he was happy that he got to be a big part of it.Archie and the others were proud of him, too, they told him.Weston was very proud of himself as well.

It took nearly the rest of the day to set up the meetings that he had for the following day.He supposed he was showing his hand, being this cooperative, but he didn’t care.The sooner the building was up and running, the sooner income was coming into the town and the people here.He picked up his phone when it started to ring.

“Acting Mayor Sheppard here, can I help you?”There was a sound like a small intake of breath at the other end, and he waited.When no one answered him, he tried again.“Hello, this is Weston Sheppard, acting mayor.Can I help you?”

“This is George Hathaway.Why are you sending the federal government after me?I no longer live in your town, and I want this harassment to stop right now before I have to sue you.”Just as he was about to answer him, Agent Cryer, one of the men who had been working with him, came into his office, followed by Belinda.“I’m on vacation, and you having me arrested—or attempting to is messing with my time.Didn’t my son tell you to stop looking into my life?I have things just about where I want them.”

The agent handed him a note and said to ask the man.After asking Hathaway where the rest of the money was, the man shrieked at him, telling him that he’d gotten it fair and square.That he wasn’t to worry about that again.He was told to put it on speakerphone and to try to keep the man on the line for as long as he could.Taking his cues from the agent, he asked him where the money was again.

“I have it in good hands.My wife and I didn’t make enough money for that job, and I deserved a bigger cut.Do you have any idea how…well, perhaps you do.Knowing how hard the job is, you’d have to understand what I was doing in order to see that I worked very hard for the money I have now.You’re not getting it back.”He was told to ask why he called him.“To have you stop sending the feds after me.Damn it, man, they’re looking for me everywhere, and I’m running out of patience with you in sending them after me.I’m not going to give up the money, and that’s all there is to it.Find it someplace else.That’s what I had to do to get some.”

“You stole it from the town.”Hathaway asked him why he’d care he was just a temp in the whole mess.“Because I’d like for this town to be here in twenty years.The money that you stole from here was to go for a new school, a new fire station, and for the new jail.Because of you, a man was killed when the water main that you knew about burst and killed someone.”

“You are not going to blame that on me.I don’t care about that little town in only that it gave me enough money that I could retire on.And then you come around having the feds coming after me every time I turn around.I’ve had to move twice because of you and I don’t plan on it again.I like it right well in the Bahamas.”Weston looked at Cryer, and he winked at him.“Now you listen here, young man, I’ve had about enough of your bothering me.You just do whatever you need to do to keep them off my back, and I’ll send you a bit of cash.It won’t be enough for you to live the high life, but it will give you a start on understanding why I’m not there anymore.Little towns are the best for robbery.”

“Did you just admit to me that you knew you were robbing the town of its taxes and other funds?”Hathaway laughed and said it wasn’t like the feds were ever going to find him.So yeah, he was admitting to it.“You’re a fool.And a thief.I hope they catch you wherever you are and throw the book at you, you slimy piece of shit.”

While Hathaway kept bragging about his ill-gotten gains, Cryer stepped out of the office and pulled out his cell phone.He couldn’t hear what was going on at the other end of the call.He heard the man tell whomever he was talking to that their man was in the Bahamas and had given them coordinates to find him.Weston hoped that he was talking to the man when they found him.

“You know what, I remember you now, you little pisser.You and your brothers were childrenof that bitch of a mother of yours.I remember her beating the shit out of you whenever you were out of her sight.Yes, now there was a good citizen.I believe it was her, too, who told me that I needed to make sure that the jail was taken care of so that she could—didn’t she get herself killed in the jail?Something to do with you boys of hers?”He laughed, and Weston listened to him talking about his mother.“Yes, that was it.Wasn’t it?She got herself killed by something going on at the jail.Oh, what a woman she was, that one.I think you’re well and good rid of her.She certainly knew how to keep me in order.”

A few minutes later, the line was disconnected, and he hung up the phone.Looking at Cryer and knowing the look on his face was a good one, he had to laugh.He’d bet anything that the fugitives in the Bahamas were well and truly caught.He just wished he’d been able to see the look on Hathway’s face when they showed up at his door while still on the phone with him.

“It’s still going to be a while for the money to come back to the town.”He told him that he’d figured no less.“I’ll be able to get you some money on helping out that will come to you personally that you can get.You were instrumental in getting them arrested.”

“Will they come back here to serve out any jail time?”He didn’t so much as blink.“I see.I don’t really, but I guess I can understand why they’d not be here.It would be a big deal to the town to have them in jail here, I’m betting.”

“We’ll keep you in the loop on what we can, Mr.Sheppard.But you have to realize that there is a great deal that we can’t tell you.”He told him that he understood.“Thank you for that.And as I said, there is a reward amount coming to you for your help in their capture.I only hope that it is enough to make you know what a great help you have been.”

He didn’t know how much of a help he’d been.The man had called him.He had a feeling that Belinda had called the agent and alerted him to the call, but she only told him that he was caught, and that was all that mattered.Weston decided that he’d give her the money, no matter what it was, because of all the people he knew, she deserved it more than most.

The rest of the day was spent on going over contracts with Jameson.He said he was getting good at them and could spot trouble right away.He hoped that his little brother would be able to open his own offices soon.He deserved it, too.

By the time he was ready for home, having spoken to Rogen several times throughout the day, he was exhausted again.The day had ended on a good note, the money had been transferred to his account just over an hour later, and he, in turn, transferred it to Belinda’s account.It was just under five hundred thousand dollars, and she cried when she realized what he’d done.While Belinda wasn’t really his sister-in-law like Sandy was, he still loved her as if she were one.She had been through a great deal, and he wanted her to be happy.

Rogen wasn’t home when he got there.She was still on the job site, working on one of the things going on around town.Gathering up what he’d need to go and see her, he had packed up a picnic dinner for the two of them.He was pulling into the lot just as the equipment was being turned off.

“I thought we’d have us a little us time.”Rogen was all for it and told him she knew just the place they could dine.As soon as they were in the little tree grouping, he thought of all the things that he wanted to do to his lovely mate.But she was falling asleep on his watch, and it was all he could do to get her to eat dinner.She’d been working much too hard, and he needed to do something about it.

After making a few calls, he was able to get Sandy to cover for her sister the next day.Taking her home, Rogen kept telling him that she was all right when he knew better.He didn’t think she was sick or anything; she was just exhausted.As soon as he got her home, telling her that she had the entire next day off, she went to bed and closed her eyes.Weston watched over her as she slept.

~*~

Rogen felt better than she had in a while.Rolling out of bed, she took a quick shower and decided that since it was her that messed up the picnic yesterday evening, she’d go see Weston in his office and break a few pieces of furniture while playing around with him.Almost as soon as she closed the door to his office—telling Belinda to go away, she sat on his desk with the food and fed him grapes while telling him what she was going to do to him.

“First things first, I’m going to feed you so that you have plenty of strength to fuck me.”He took the grapes from her and nearly choked, trying to get them in his mouth.“You idiot.Don’t kill yourself.We have the rest of the day to have some fun.”

“What kind of fun did you want to have?I’m all for it no matter what.”She told him that she wanted him right there on his desk.“My pleasure.I just have a few things to move here so that we don’t break them.Then I plan on breaking you.”

Putting his laptop on the floor, he moved the picnic basket to be beside it.As his movements were slow, she could feel her pussy getting wetter by the moment.When he put his hand on her legs, she was so glad she’d worn a dress.It made things much easier for the two of them.Then he planted her feet onto the arms of his chair.As he held them there, stroking the inside of her ankle, all she could think about was him having her.Any way that he wanted.

Weston moved his hands up under her skirt slowly to her thighs, and then he pulled her panties off.She knew that he could smell her.She could smell herself.That spike of need was taking her breath away.It was all she could do not to pull him to her and have him eat her.When he asked her to lie back on the desk, Rogen did as he asked and waited.She didn’t have long to wait as he buried his mouth over her and suckled at her pussy, bringing her up off the desk quickly, only to be pushed back down by his gentle hands.

The climax took her breath away.It had hit her hard and consumed her.Even as Weston fucked her with his tongue, she held onto the sides of the desk and enjoyed herself.Christ, he was good at this, and she didn’t want it to ever end.

She came so many times, from hard climaxes that took her breath away to small, short releases that seemed to come from the bottom of her feet to her head.She was left feeling like she couldn’t go on to wanting more from him so that she could hit the epic climax that would render her unconscious.Rogen wanted it all.

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