Simply Red

Max’s Perspective

Brody made it back to North Carolina a couple days before Christmas and I picked him up at the airport. I was waiting curbside by the arrivals gate when I saw him come out of the terminal. My whole body smiled inside as he threw his bag in the back of the car and jumped in giving me a huge kiss. “Gotdammit, I missed you, Maxwell.”

“I missed you too” I responded, kissed him back, then let him go and concentrated on pulling out of the airport. We talked as we drove back to the farm, “I can’t wait ‘til you see the candle barn, oh my God… Bubba and the guys finished everything and it looks awesome.”

“I can’t wait to see it”

“Ricky and I spent the last couple of days scrubbing the place from top to bottom, it looks amazing. And I gave him his Christmas bonus yesterday.” I said.

“Yeah, I know. He called me all excited” Brody laughed. “I don’t know if he was more excited about his bonus, or the fact that you let him give Timmy and Trey their bonuses.” I laughed at that. Ricky loved being the supervisor, and he was good at it. The guys listened to him and he knew how to motivate them; they were HIS team. I had been thinking a lot about him wanting to work for me full time.

“He told me he didn’t want to go to college after graduation and that he found a Project Management Certification course he wants to take. He asked if I would hire him full time.”

Brody thought for a second, “what didja’ tell him?” he asked.

“I told him I’d consider it and to really think about what he wanted to do and what he could bring to the table. I asked him to write a job description and we’d talk through it and see what if we could work something out” I answered. “I also told him no promises.”

“Hell, Maxwell. The kid’s smart as hell and a hard worker, it’s something to think about.” Brody had warmed up to him, we both had. I was looking forward to hearing his thoughts and figuring out where he fit in best… there was definitely a place for him at BroMax Farm. ‘He might be the key to taking things to the next level” Brody added.

“Yeah, I’ve got a lot of thoughts on it, and am interested to hear what he’s thinking.” I said just as we pulled into the drive. It was late afternoon and still light out, but I had turned all the Christmas lights on before I left to welcome Brody home. He got a big smile on his face when he saw it. Just like last year we had the property lit up like Times Square, we even added more lights and this year we had the new barn to decorate too. School was out for the Holiday already, and candle production wouldn’t resume until after Christmas, so for the next couple of days I had nothing to do except spend time with Brody and get ready for the holidays. My parents had called a few days earlier and said they were coming down on Christmas Eve to spend the Holidays with us and bringing my grandparents, I was excited to see them all.

I had left Zoey out in the pasture to play with Jimmy when I left for the airport, he came running up to the fence when he saw the Jeep come up the long driveway. Brody got out and went right over to greet him, Zoey couldn’t lick his face enough… he had missed Brody so much. It was funny how protective of me Zoey got when Brody was away. He would sleep in the bed up against me and follow me around everywhere I went, but the second Brody got home, I was shit and Brody was his everything. But I had to admit it was cute as hell. After Brody greeted the animals and unpacked, he went up to his office to work some more. He texted me from his office ‘holy shit this place looks awesome.’ I laughed; I had totally forgotten he hadn’t seen it yet. I was in the kitchen getting ready to make dinner and decided to go out to the barn with Brody… I wished I had gone out there when he did so I could see his face.

“Dayum, Maxwell. This all came together!” Brody said as I entered the barn. He was looking at every little detail. “I feel like we should have like a barn warmin’ party or somethin’ to show it off.”

“Brody James wants to have s party? That’s a first.” I said with an amused laugh at my recovering anti-social husband.

“Shut up, I’ve been gettin’ better with social stuff” he said with a grin on his adorable face as he elongated the u’s in his statement. I loved the hell out of his accent. And he was right, he WAS getting better with the social stuff. He was putting himself out there on a regular basis and everyone freaking loved him, he was being more social every day. “I think we should show it off. Maybe we can have an open house or somethin’ after the holidays when everybody is done with parties and bored.” It was a great idea. I was proud of our little factory and wanted to show it off too… soon it would be covered in wax, glass containers, and shipping boxes, but for now it looked beautiful. It deserved a party.

“What about a new year’s day brunch kind of thing?” I offered, then thought about it and added, “never mind. New Year’s Day is like a week and a half away, everyone probably has other plans.”

Brody laughed, “This aint New York, Maxwell. We’re in the middle a’ fuckin’ nowhere, nobody has other plans., they’ll all just be sittin’ at home hungover.” Brody said looking at me with hopeful eyes. I was surprised that he wanted to throw a party; you know, where he’d actually have to be social and talk to people. I wasn’t about to say no.

“If you think we can pull it together, let’s go for it” I said.

“I’ll put an evite together tonight and send it out” he replied.

“Fern does catering, should I give him a call?” I asked. “Then we can just have fun and not worry about that shit.” Fern was Ricky’s dad who owned the pizza place, he also did catering.

“That’s a good idea, I’m thinking like midafternoon-early evening cocktails and hors d'oeuvres, nothin’ too fancy.” Brody said.

“We should invite everyone, including the board, I know it’s too far and they won’t come, but we should invite them all anyway” I said excitedly. I was loving this idea. Brody agreed then we toured the barn figuring out what we needed to move, where the food would, go, where to put the bar, etc. The space really was screaming for a party. “Hey, we can make it a Sip & Pour party, like Gina suggested we do for a new revenue stream. You know… people can make their own candles while they’re sipping cocktails. We can try it out and see if people are into it.”

Brody liked the idea, “Yeah, like just have one scent and offer a couple of different choices on containers. Maybe you could get Ricky to run that part of it.” That was a great idea, he’d love it. That night Brody designed a quick Evite and sent it out, I called Fern and booked him for New Year’s day, then I talked to Ricky, he was psyched about trying out the sip & Pour. It was going to be a casual open-house type thing on New Year’s Day. I wasn’t sure what I was more excited about… the party, or the fact that it was Brody’s idea. Mr. Anti-Social was really coming into his own.

The next morning, I woke up in bed alone, Brody was already gone. With no commitments other than to take care of the animals, I pulled on some sweats. slipped on my flipflops and went downstairs to make coffee. There was already a pot brewed so I poured myself a cup and headed out to the barn. Zoey ran ahead of me to the new barn to greet Jimmy, I got there a few steps behind the dog and let Jimmy out of the barn. Then I made my way over to the old barn, Damn I couldn’t believe how incredible it looked, all the hard work and investment was worth it. Ricky and the guys wouldn’t be back until after Christmas, but I decided to make pour some candles on my own like I used to. I started up the wax melter, then went up to Brody’s office to check on him. “Good mornin’ sunshine” he said as I came up behind him and kissed his neck. “Whatcha’ gonna do today my lady of leisure?” he asked playfully.

“I’m going to pour candles, just me, any scents I want, just like I used to” I said. “All the Stella and online orders are fulfilled, we’re ahead on the hotel projects, and we have several cases of every scent in the stockroom. So, there’s no pressure, I’m just pouring them for fun like I used to. I’m excited about working in my brand new space.”

“Yer a geek” Brody said laughing. He was right, but I didn’t care. I was excited about spending the day in my little candle factory by myself just doing what I wanted to do, not what the order forms told me I had to.

“But before I do THAT… I’m gonna do YOU” I said reaching around and fondling him through his jeans.

Brody laughed as I kissed his neck some more. “Not now, I gotta finish up these designs before my team meeting at noon.” The team in Phoenix was three hours behind us (in the winter) and Brody got in the habit of getting up early and putting half a day’s work in before he met with his team, it helped him stay ahead of everyone.

“Fine” I said, “but we haven’t had sex since Asheville and I’m horny as hell.”

“Hold that thought, I got work to do” he said with a smirk. I gave his package a final squeeze, kissed him goodbye, then went down to my new factory to make candles. I was getting myself another cup of coffee when I heard Zoey scratching on the barn door. I let him in and he ran past me, and up the steps to Brody’s office; I started making candles. For the next couple of hours, I listened to Christmas music while I experimented with different essential oils I’d ordered online creating new scents from weird combinations. I poured about 50 candles, every one of them different. Brody was upstairs diligently working, and Zoey kept going up and down the steps from one of us to the other, keeping us both company. Before I knew it, it was noon.

I crept up the steps to Brody’s studio, I could hear him talking to his team on video conference. “Yeah, Kev. I gotta a couple of questions about the target audience and was hoping you could give me some insight…” he continued to talk as I entered his office. I was out of the camera’s range and no one could see me. Brody watched me out of the corner of his eye and furled his brow a little as he did but kept on talking trying to ignore my presence. As part of the remodel Brody got new office furniture. He had his space set up beautifully, one half was a professional looking office, the other half an artist’s studio with his old easel in the center of it all. He was sitting at his glass top desk facing the French doors that overlooked the candle studio, and his back was to the wall. I was now standing in front of the desk, face-to-face with Brody as he continued his video conference. His eyes were on me as I got on my knees and crawled under the desk. His eyes got wide and he shook his head just a little trying to stop me, but at the same time trying not to bring attention to himself on the video conference. I ignored him.

I got under the desk and put my lips on his blue jean clad package and blew through the fabric. I untied his kicks and took them off one at a time. Brody did his damnedest to push me away with his hands and feet as he kept on conversing with his team. I unbuckled his belt and unzipped him trying to keep it quiet as the meeting continued. Brody resisted as I tried to pull his jeans off him, after a good minute, maybe even two, he finally gave in and lifted his little bubble butt enough for me to pull the worn denim over his ass. I pulled his pants off completely and threw them aside. Brody sat there naked from the waist down except for his socks and underwear as he continued his meeting. He hit the mute button just long enough to whisper “what the hell, Maxwell. I’m in a meeting.” I just giggled from under the desk as I continued my assault. I blew through the thin fabric of his boxer briefs and finally started to get a rise out of him. Someone asked him a question and he took himself off mute and began to talk again. I tried pulling off the briefs, and again he resisted… well that is until he realized that resistance was futile. He lifted his perfect bubble butt once again and pulled his boxer briefs off… I couldn’t resist taking a whiff before I threw them in the pile.

At long last, I was face to face with his growing cock. He could pretend to resist all he wanted, but his hardening manhood told the real story. I was cramped under the glass top desk as I admired my hand stroking up and down his generous tool. Damn it was a Beautiful thing! I mean yeah… I had seen his more than any other on the earth (except for my own of course), but it was still a thing of beauty to me. I brought him to full mast, It was rigid and hefty with every vein stretching the skin tighter. The head was purple and smooth and almost felt fake… like it was made from rubbery plastic. I gave the shaft a lick and looked up at him, I could only see a little of his face from under there, but he was doing his best not to give in to the pleasure.

I continued to lick up and down the shaft, then around the crown, then all the way down, bathing his scrotum with my tongue. I sucked each ball into my warm, wet mouth one-by-one. Despite his best efforts, a low guttural groan escaped his lips. The others on the conference kept on talking, no one seemed to notice. I moved my way back up his veiny, rigid shaft and put the head in my mouth, I couldn’t get above it because of the desktop, so I grabbed it, pulled it down, and the swallowed the entire thing down my throat. Damn, I loved the way his cockhead hit the back of my throat and I did my best not to gag as I moved my mouth and hand up and down him taking him as deeply as I could. His cock was slick with my saliva and turning a mean shade of red as Brody did his best to continue his meeting without letting on what was going on under the desk.

I was moving up and down on him faster and faster, I held his balls in one hand and could feel them tightening. “Alright, guys.” Brody said. “I’m gonna go and make the revisions we discussed. Kev, I’ll watch for your e-mail with the additional psychographics and make any other revisions after I go through that” he said winding up his call. “Okay guys, same time tomorrow with the next round” he said struggling to get grunt the words out. Then he shut his laptop and yelled “Gotdammit!” and his cum flooded my mouth. I swallowed every sweet, salty, delectable drop. “Fuck!” he screamed as his tight little body shuddered in ecstasy. He let out several more grunts as he shook then collapsed in his chair. He pushed the wheeled desk chair back and looked under the desk at me. “What the hell were you thinkin’, Maxwell?” he said as I crawled back out from under the desk.

I stood up with a mischievous grin on my face, walked over to him, kissed him on the cheek and said, “I was thinkin’ you owe me one.” He was red-faced as he just shook his head at me and scrambled to find his underwear and pants. He was doing his best not to smile, but his best wasn’t good enough and he had the most adorable, evil/satisfied grin on his face. I left him there and walked down the steps and headed to the house to make lunch. I yelled “You’re welcome” as I exited.

He yelled down the steps with a laugh, “I can’t believe y’all gave me a blowjob during a video conference” then added. “Y’all coulda’ got me fired”

“Ha!” I yelled back in retort. Kevin was the last person in the world that would fire him for getting some on a conference call. In fact, there was little doubt in my mind that he and/or Randy had done the same thing before.

I was in the kitchen making lunch when Seth called me. I answered the phone and heard, “Hey, we got your party evite and we wanna come!” He caught me totally off guard.

“Really? Are you serious?” I said in a semi-shocked, overly-excited tone. “I invited all you guys but never figured you’d come.”

“Well… I got an ulterior motive” Seth said then took a long pause. “Do you know if there are any puppies left in Bosco’s litter?”

I laughed, “I can’t believe Zach talked you into it.”

“I haven’t told him yet. I was thinking we’d drive down and I’d surprise him. I checked with Chip and Alex and they’re cool with us having a dog, and Zach wants one SO bad” Seth said. “He bugged the crap outta me the entire flight back, and every time we see a dog he sighs and gives me this damn pathetic face… he’s been working on me big time. Besides, I really want one too and I’m tired of being the voice of reason. Can you check to see if there are any left?”

I was making sandwiches and had my back to the door as I answered, “Brody dealt with the guy, I’ll have him call and find out, then I’ll get back to you.” As we continued talking about their plans for coming down over New Year’s, a hand slapped my sweatpants-covered ass, then my sweats and underwear were pulled off in one fell swoop. A hand pushed the small of my back, bending me over the counter and almost shoving my face into the sandwiches I was making. Then my ass cheeks we pulled apart and Brody started to lick my hole. I hit the mute button for a quick second and whispered loudly “what the fuck are you doing?” before going back to my conversation with Seth.

Brody pulled his tongue out of my ass long enough to say, “Payback’s a bitch, Maxwell” Then he flipped me around and engulfed my shaft, taking me down his throat until my cock was hitting the back of his throat and his nose was nestled in my red bush. I did my best to end the call with Seth but he was in a chatty mood and there was no hanging up. Brody’s mouth was working my cock with fervor and purpose… he was going to make me cum while I was on the phone whether I liked it or not. And if I’m being honest, I LOVED it. Seth kept talking and Brody kept moving his mouth and his hand up and down my turgid erection doing his damnedest to coax my overdue load.

I couldn’t hold back any longer, I hit mute and screamed “Fuck, I’m cumming, FUCK!” as I shot my load down his throat. I heard Seth laughing out loud… okay, I guess I need to correct my previous statement, I THOUGHT I hit mute. Seth heard everything and was laughing hysterically on the other end.

When I caught my breath, I said goodbye to the highly amused Seth, and promised to call him after I talked to Mr. Mackey. Before I could yell at Brody, he had grabbed his sandwich and was already back up in his studio… with the studio door locked.

I ran out to do my grocery shopping for the holiday, then came home and cleaned the house for my parent’s arrival the next day. Brody FINALLY came out of his studio to help me clean. After he gave me shit about screaming “Fuck, I’m cumming” into the phone, I told him why Seth called. He was all excited that they were coming for New Year’s and called Mr. Mackey right away… there was one puppy left. He sent us pictures of her and we sent them to Seth.

Seth finalized his plan to come pick up their new addition.

 

To be continued…