New Found Trust

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The following morning, AndrŽ and Daniel resumed their morning routine by diving into the pool. Officer Stern and Johnny soon joined them. I resumed my morning routine by preparing a pot of coffee and a healthy breakfast. I dressed the table on the terrace under the huge umbrella. Our two guests didn't seem to have any problem being naked. After breakfast they dressed and Officer Stern promised to take Johnny home safely. We didn't doubt about that. As for us, we just went down to our office in the basement and were rewarded by yet another amount of requests for offers entering our e-mail inbox. More than half of it was again for interior design projects. We looked at each other and wondered what to do.

The dilemma was important. We had quite some work with installing swimming pools and landscaping gardens. We actually were on the verge to hire even more people to satisfy our customers with their projects and timeframes. It was not easy, as timeframes were the major issue. People were prepared to pay quite some money for a project, but were impatient to get it done. Some of the delivery times were really long when they asked for specific features. Our providers did everything they could to shorten those delivery times, but sometimes it was just not possible when we had to import things.

We tried to avoid talking about the jobs when the office was closed, but some projects really got to us, and the circumstances made us break that rule. Not often, but it happened. Andre had really gotten very good with the computers and his designs were every day more realistic. He even followed some courses to get all the benefits of some new software he had purchased. Daniel had given me all the available information and I was the one who went to see the clients. He would go later to take the necessary measurements and schedule the work of our different crews.

With time, the projects for interior design came in more often and one evening, even though the office was closed, the subject came back on the table.

• We really have to think and talk over the interior design part, Daniel said. There is apparently a huge hole in the market. We have done a few projects, as exceptions, because we had the swimming pool and the garden landscaping as well for the same client. But these clients are giving us a mouth to ear publicity that we can't overlook anymore. We have to do something about it. We don't want unsatisfied customers. Refusing the job is getting us just that: unsatisfied customers!

• You are right, I answered, but the load of work we have now is already difficult enough. In my humble opinion, we have only two possibilities: one would be to increase our personnel and try to find an interior designer that follows our line of style. The other possibility would be to sub-contract a company, letting them do all the work and receiving a commission. But, that solution is even more difficult as we would put forward our name and fame. The subcontractor would have to follow our lead. I guess that a lot of subcontractors would find it difficult to work "anonymously".

• I do agree with you, Andre said. Isn't there a middle way to be found? Like finding an interior designer that we contract and then find another company to realize what "our" designer puts on paper?

• That would be a possibility, Daniel agreed. The problem will not be to find a designer, but a company that works the way we do, with the same levels of quality we request. A company that has the same sense of responsibility and respects the timeframes we put on them! Where will we find such a company?

• We could contact the companies that advertise in the magazine where our mansion was published in, I suggested. The bigger ones will want to keep their own identity, but the smaller ones would maybe see the benefits of collaboration.

• Or... Andre said but thinking deeply for a moment, we could try to find a decent company that is not so keen on administrating their things and reached financial problems! We could offer them to take over their company with the promise all the personnel and other staff would be kept working. Some very good craftsmen are absolutely lousy at managing all the paperwork and financial issues. We could take the burden off their shoulders and keep them working for us.

• That is a brilliant idea, Daniel and I said at the same moment. But where would you find them?

• I guess that an appointment with our bank manager would be a first step, Andre said. We could explain to him what we think of doing and ask him if he knows any company that is ion financial trouble. I think he is the most appropriate person to indicate us which would be the most suitable candidate for us. We have a very good relationship with him, so I guess it won't any problem. In case he can't tell us who is in financial problem due to professional secrecy, we could tell him to contact his client himself and suggest our proposition.

We all agreed it was a very good idea and I was the most indicated person to have that kind of negotiation with my experience of sales manager. That night we went to bed with the conviction we were closer to a proper solution. We celebrated it by making love for much longer than we were used to. Andre literally fell asleep while still embedded in my ass. Even Daniel's loud laughter didn't wake him up.

With all the tasks we had to perform, it was also soon clear we needed and administrative help in our office. One of our friend's daughter was looking for a job and after interviewing her, we all three agreed we should hire her. Not because she was a friend's daughter, but because she seemed very capable to do the tasks we had in mind. Nikki was very efficient in her work and had the appropriate commercial attitude we needed. On the phone she was pleasant, polite and always smiling when talking to customers, but she could be a real bitch with providers who didn't stick to their word. Nikki became soon indispensable in the office, as she was a master in organizing our three schedules.

I went to see the bank manager. I was surprised when entering his office, as the person I saw was not the person I expected. The new bank manager told me his predecessor had received an important promotion and that he was in charge now. He seemed a bit young for the job, but was polite, pleasant and professional at first sight. He listened carefully to what I told him and from time to time made some notes. As he was new, he checked our various bank accounts and was impressed with what he saw. Daniel, Andre and I had each our personal account, plus our joined account for the household, plus the account of the business. After writing down some important requests we had about the possible candidate, he said he would have to investigate a little and would get back to us as soon as he had any news. I thanked him and on my way out I crossed path with Officer Stern.

We had a manly hug with some slaps on the back (he was a public figure after all) and went for a coffee. I told him in rough lines what our idea was and why I came out of the bank, meeting with the new manager.

• Oh, by the way, he said, that new manager is a nephew of mine, my sister's oldest son. He is a very good guy and very professional. You can really count on him. You know he is the youngest bank manager they ever had? I know he has probably still a lot to learn, but I am sure we will hear about him a lot more in the future. If he does any stupidity, just tell me, I'll put him back on tracks!

He said that last sentence with a smile on his face. There was no doubt he was proud of his nephew's achievements, but it was good to know we had Officer Stern on our side.

It took Harvey, the bank manager, about two weeks before he called us and asking us to drop by his office at any convenient time. When I went to see him, Andre and Daniel were with me because I wanted them to receive the information first hand. The news he had was good. There was indeed a company that was in financial problems. It was more a family business. The father was a professional painter. The mother was a tailor, but had left the dressmaking behind to help her husband with curtains, cushions and everything else that included material and sewing machine. Their oldest son was a carpenter and their second was an interior designer. They had started the company, as they were aware that all four were professionally compatible. The only problem was that neither of them had accountancy skills or financial insight. To make a long story short, they were about to close the business. Daniel suggested that Harvey would call them and invite them at the mansion to discuss the possibilities.

The following Saturday at ten sharp, the family Cannoli arrived in a beat-up car. They all looked devastated and had somber looks on their faces. We couldn't avoid thinking that we were probably their last chance, but even they didn't believe in it. They were of Italian background and the good looks were running in the family. Sergio and Betty, the parents, were dressed well, although they didn't wear expensive clothing. Christian, the carpenter, and David, the interior designer, the sons, were wearing clean jeans and immaculate button down shirts. It was clear that David was the finer one of the two sons, and we didn't doubt for an instant he was gay. He was not flamboyant at all, but the word gay was written all over him.

We invited them to sit down at the terrace table. David was scrutinizing all his eyes could see. It was Sergio who spoke first.

• Thank you for inviting us, but Harvey didn't give us much information. Looking at your house, we don't know what we are doing here!

My God ... was he nervous! We tried very much to put them at ease offering some coffee and biscuits. Then I explained them the reason they were sitting on our terrace. While I talked, I could see their eyes getting bigger and bigger. Betty was apparently the first one to understand what we were offering and soon had moist eyes. The sadness on her face had been replaced by hope. Christian and David followed our line of thinking and were soon beaming once they realized that their bad days were probably over. Sergio was the last one to be aware he wouldn't have to worry too much about the future anymore.

Harvey had given us a brief description of their financial situation and a copy of their latest accountancy balance. Daniel, Andre and I had gone over it and thought we could come up with a decent amount of money to take over their family business. When we announced what we wanted to buy their business for, they all four had the same reaction: they lifted their hand to their mouth and suppressed a shout of surprise. They looked at each other and it was Christian who asked what we exactly expected from them.

At that point Daniel took over, explaining very carefully what his business policy was. With everything he said, Sergio nodded as to give his agreement. Daniel gave a perfect and detailed job description for each of them. There were a few things they said they had no idea about, but Daniel reassured them that we would organize the necessary training for those. David was the one who was the most insecure. Most of his work had been done with pencil and paper and he was not sure he would manage the computer software. Andre told him it was not that difficult and that he would show him.

We had a small project for a makeover of a living room and we had decided to take the risk and asking them to do it, as a kind of try-out. If they couldn't do that one, there was no use of going on much further. Daniel laid down the plans on the table and went over it with them. We had intentionally left out a few details to see if Davis would notice them. He did. We told them the complete project had to be done in two weeks and that we would provide whatever they needed. The Cannoli family accepted the challenge in unison.

On the Monday morning we received an e-mail from them with the list of what they needed. We knew they couldn't afford to buy it and so ordered what they asked for and had it delivered at the client's place. The material was delivered at their private home where Betty did her part of the job. David came by with the sketches of what he was going to do and Andre showed him how to transfer them into the computer. David was an intelligent guy and a quick learner. He came by every day while his father and brother worked in the client's house. By the Friday he had discovered a few things in the software program that Andre had not discovered yet. They seemed to get along pretty well.

The day before the deadline on that small project, Sergio called us to say they were finished. That was a pleasant surprise. Daniel went over to the client's house and was received by them with big smiles and warm hugs. He looked at the Cannoli family's work and was as happy as can be. Everything was done to the high standards Daniel asked for. The clients were happy and wrote out a check according to the invoice. They said they would recommend us to friends and family. Daniel took quite some pictures with his cell phone.

Once Daniel was back at the mansion, he asked Andre to show him David's project on the computer. As the project appeared on the screen, he took out his cell phone and compared the design by computer and the pictures. It was amazingly identical. Andre mentioned matter-of-factly that David had done the design almost completely by himself.

• I think, Daniel said, that we have found the perfect team for our interior design's department! We know they will need extra help on bigger projects, but we won't have problems to find a few extra craftsmen. I think we can ask Harvey to transfer the necessary money to the Cannoli family.

As the bank was still open, I called Harvey to thank him for finding the Cannoli family and to transfer the agreed amount to their account. The Cannoli family had an appointment at the mansion that afternoon, as we had promised them a definite answer. They arrived about half an hour late, apologizing profusely about their car that had broken down about two miles away. They had done the rest of the way walking to the mansion. They were sweating a lot. I suggested that they took a swim in the pool, but Sergio and Betty declined. Christian and David said they would love to, but had no swimming gear with them. We had quite a few spare Speedos and offered it to them. In no time they were diving in the pool, while we spoke with the parents. We told them the money had been transferred. The problem of the car was no longer a problem. We suggested however to go for a pick- up truck so that they could use for work as well. They totally agreed.

As Nikki had finished her work in the office, she came up to say goodbye and wishing us a good weekend. We introduced her to the Cannoli family, informing her she would see a lot more of them. To the Cannoli family we said they could always reach Nikki for anything they needed. While I did the introductions, I could see there was a definite mutual interest between Nikki and Christian. Hmm, that was promising!

Time flew by at the speed of light. The interior design department was a huge success. David had brilliant ideas and could now bring them on the computer screen in no time. His family understood what he wanted to achieve and they did well. We had to hire two people more on a permanent base to help them.

We had an annual event at the house with our complete crew and the Cannoli family blend in perfectly. Speaking of blending in, Christian and Nikki were inseparable and they formed a cute couple. We were not really surprised when they announced they were engaged. In our different crews, we had a few gays as well. We hoped somewhere that David could relate to one of them, but it wasn't the case. When he was at the mansion to work, he always did a fantastic job, but we noticed he was ogling Andre. Andre was totally oblivious of it, because when I mentioned it to him he was just flabbergasted. He appreciated David and we never heard a negative word about him.

• What situation are you putting me into? Andre asked. I appreciate David and like him very much, but I am in love with you two and not with him! How do I handle this? Now that you told me, I will obviously notice it. He became a nice friend, but I don't want him as a lover!

I should have shut up! I was afraid I created an unspoken discomfort between them. On the other hand I saw the desperation in David's eyes and even more when Andre was acting indifferently. A few times I even suspected David would cry out his love for Andre, but I couldn't be sure. Daniel suggested to Andre to take David apart and have a serious conversation with him. We didn't want to lose David because of a crush!

Andre agreed. On a Friday afternoon, as they had finished their work and David was about to leave, Andre asked him to have a word. They went out to the garden and sat on one of the big rocks. Daniel and I disappeared inside the house as to give some as much privacy as possible. After about two hours they came back to the house. It was clear they both shed a few tears but, nonetheless, showed smiley faces. David left short after that. We all three went to the terrace and waited for Andre to tell us about his conversation.

• You were right Luke. David is clearly in love with me. He admitted it. I told him how much I liked him and appreciated him, but that we could not be lovers as I was in a relationship. He had no clue whatsoever that we are all three together, because he asked me if I had a relationship with you Luke or with Daniel. He had a hard time to understand what we have, but he is intelligent and smart. He understood my reasons and even more the fact I was not in love with him. He said that being in love is not a choice. It falls upon you and that's it! He said he would survive but I could detect the deception in his voice and in his eyes. We hugged and promised to stay friends whatever happens.

Daniel and I took Andre into a group hug. We knew it was as difficult for him as for David. David was a fantastic co-worker and we liked him as a person as well. Unfortunately we couldn't stay neutral in this particular case. We loved Andre so much and he was part of us. We felt sorry that he had to go through this. We tried to comfort him to the best of our abilities. We squeezed him between us as we knew he needed the contact and knowing we were there for him. He said he was going for a nap and disappeared into the bedroom. Daniel and I looked at each other. This was so not like Andre to have a nap at four in the afternoon. We assumed the situation affected Andre more than he would let us know. We followed Andre to the bedroom and when we arrived he was already sprawled on the bed, face down, with just his white briefs on. I couldn't prevent myself to think how beautiful he was and how erotic the view was. As he swam daily and dried in the sun, he was well tanned. The contrast of his golden skin with the white briefs was stunning. Just one look at Daniel and we undressed to our briefs as well. Daniel was lying down on Andre's right-hand side and I did the same on his left-hand side. We threw our arms and legs around Andre and hugged him forcefully. I kissed his left cheek and went to nibble at his earlobe. Daniel mimicked me. Andre lifted his head towards me and our lips met. After a few moments, Andre broke the kiss and turned towards Daniel to kiss him as well. Andre turned around and was lying on his back. Daniel and I approached and we started our favorite activity: a three-way kiss. Our tongues were dancing to an unheard music. Our hands roamed over each other and sending shivers of pleasure to the body we were touching. Daniel and I were synchronized. When my hand went down and pinched Andre's nipple, Daniel's hand was doing the same. When my hand went down and rested on Andre's crotch, Daniel's hand joined in and we massaged Andre's genitals in unison. I slipped my hand beneath the waistband of Andre's underwear and Daniel followed me immediately. I grasped Andre's cock and Daniel went for his balls. Andre was hard even before I could start to stroke him. His scrotum shrank as if he was about to explode, but it was only the excitement that caused it. Andre lifted his hips to press his manhood in my hand and Daniel took the opportunity to pull down his briefs. While he was at it, he pulled down mine as well and than took off his. Three naked bodies collapsed together. Our hands caressed skin and wakening the nerve endings on their way. I went down on Andre's body and Daniel once again followed my example. We each nibbled and softly bit at one of Andre's nipples. He arched his back under our ministrations. Daniel and I went down and licked out his navel while we were kissing each other. Andre's cock jumped up and down in anticipation of what was to come. He didn't have to wait long till Daniel and I were kissing with Andre's cock between our mouths. We intertwined fingers, holding his balls in out hands and exerting a slight pressure. Andre's breathing got heavier and as I had my hand on his chest, I felt his heartbeat increasing in speed. His whole body was spasming under our feathery touches of his inner thighs. In the corner of my eye I saw his toes curl so much that I thought it had to be painful. I lowered my body yet more and kissed his legs till I reached his feet. Daniel was still mimicking me. I took Andre's right foot in my head and kissed it till I was at his big toe. I opened my mouth and sucked on it, twirling my tongue around it. I looked at Daniel who looked at me and we both smiled. We were giving our lover the time of his life with our harmonized pleasing him.

Andre was squirming beneath us. We had no mercy on him and continued our ministrations, licking his feet and ankles and coming back up to his groin. Licking, kissing and softly biting to the smallest parts of his legs and thighs. Andre and I pulled on legs, spreading them wide so we had access to his perineum, licking his tender flesh. I pulled his right leg over my shoulder and Daniel his left. His puckered hole was winking at us. We smiled and dove in. The two tongues on his rosebud made Andre pant and clenching his fists on the sheets. With every move, another of his muscles spasmed. Daniel and I French kissed his hole and we soon had it that much covered in spit, that he could penetrate him with one finger each. We reached deep inside of him and his moans and groans got louder. As I pushed in another finger, Daniel did as well and Andre had four fingers inside of him, but he loved it and pushed his hips on them. Daniel went back up and took Andre's cock in his mouth. I continued kissing his rosebud. I used some of the spit to lubricate my own cock. I then pushed Andre on his side so that Daniel could deep-throat him while I aimed my cock on Andre's hole. I didn't really have to push. It was more like Andre was sucking it in with his ass-muscles. I did a few back and forth movements till my cock slipped easily in his love tunnel. Once I reached this point, I wrapped my arms around his chest and rolled us over. Andre, impaled on my cock was lying on his back on my chest. Daniel kneeled down between our legs and pushed Andre's wide open. I could feel Daniel's tongue on the base of my manhood and licking Andre's hole while I pushed in and out. Andre cried out in ecstasy. Daniel saw the ideal opportunity to aim his cock just above mine and with small little thrusts he entered Andre as well. Daniel took his time and was inside Andre up to the hilt, pressing my cock at the same time. Andre's cock was rock-hard and pressed between his own stomach and Daniel's. Daniel resumed his in and out movements and caused a strong friction on Andre's cock and causing him to go over the edge. His creamy white juice spurted out of his cock while he screamed out loud. His ass-muscles milked Daniel's and my cock. As Daniel climaxed, I felt his juice travelling at the underside of his shaft. That made me having my orgasm as well. Daniel and I were filling Andre's bowels and that made it all even more slippery. The contraction of Andre's ass-muscles expulsed both our cocks.

Daniel rolled off of Andre and Andre off of me. We were lying there next to each other, coming back down from our sexual height, satisfied and content. We once again felt our bond even stronger. Andre rested his head on my chest and Daniel rested on Andre's chest. Although it was just afternoon, we fell asleep. We didn't sleep long, but that little siesta did us the best of good. Andre as well was a lot more relaxed. It hadn't taken away the emotional charge he had received from David, but he knew he was loved.

David and Andre kept their word. They could be in each other's presence in an amicable way and proved they were adults and responsible. David recovered his smile and good temper. They both even joked together. It was a relief. They even worked together more and came up with brilliant ideas that were more than welcome with our customers. The magazine that had been the trigger to our success with interior design, contacted us again to know if we had more houses, swimming pools or landscaped gardens to show. This time they wanted us to do it in the form of an interview and not so much put the focus on one house or garden. We suggested that Andre and David would be the ones to be interviewed, as they were the key of our success. When the article was published we were surprised they even had a picture of our interior design crew and the history of the Cannoli family. The result of this article was that more requests came in.

To be continued if you guys tell me you like the story! All comments welcome at amahy1957@gmail.com