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Wayne's Journal - Part 27 20 January 2018, Saturday 845 AM Daniel's Place
We've finished our workouts and had breakfast, and we're all excited to go over to see Martha's building. Of course, Martha has toured it multiple times already. But for the rest of us this will be our first time seeing the inside. Daniel is positively bouncing with anticipation. Martha knows him so well, and she must have realized that she could help make his dream come true.
Davis, Anna and Grayson are meeting us there around 930. We seem to travel in a pack now. That suits me fine. I really like this group of Daniel's friends, which I've managed to call my own as well, all thanks to him. And of course there's Saul, who I'm happy to see fits with Martha like a puzzle piece.
Right now Daniel is in the garage gathering up his tape measure, and some other things he needs to assess the space.
Oh, gotta run. I've been recruited to help Daniel measure some of our existing machines in the home gym.
Later!
Daniel 20 January 2018, Saturday 930 AM Martha's Building
We show up at the building on the waterfront in Wayne's truck. Davis, Anna and Grayson are already there, and they're just getting out of their car. Martha can't stop grinning, and she walks over to the door where the lock box with the key rests. The realtor left the key for her, even though the property is still in escrow and she punches in the code to remove it.
"Man, this thing is huge!" Davis leans back and looks left, then to the right to take in the whole building. He smiles. "This is exciting Martha!"
She nods and the group chatters about the place as she unlocks the door. She holds the door and ushers us all inside.
It's a little dim and dusty. But it's a cavernous space with an open portion in the center, and edged with the floor of a partial second story. My excitement ramps up as I look around, and I feel chill bumps. It's perfect. I try not to show how much I want this to work, not yet. I need to see a few things first.
"Martha, let's walk the edge. I need to see if there's a spot for locker rooms and bathrooms, and maybe an office."
Martha and I peel off as the rest of them walk around in a little group and look at everything. I am looking with a different eye - a critical one.
The building used to be a co op - a grocery store, with storage, employee space off to the side of the main room, and bathrooms for staff and customers. It'd require a lot of work, but it could absolutely be repurposed.
It would work.
After Martha and I exit the old storeroom I turn to her. She looks at me, waiting for my assessment. "Martha ... are you really sure?"
She sets her jaw. "Daniel, I've never been more sure about anything. After all you've done for me ... this," she motions at the space, "is the least I can do for you." Her eyes beg me. "Please, if this will work then please ... be my partner in this craziness."
I know she doesn't like it, but I hug her. And surprisingly she lets me. "It'll work great Martha." I struggle to keep my composure. "Gracias mi hermana."
"De nada mi hermano." She pushes back and smiles up at me. The group has meandered its way over to us, and Martha turns to them.
"Looks like we're in business folks." There were a few exclamations of joy from them. Wayne only smiles and nods, his eyes locked on mine. Martha goes and takes Saul upstairs where she envisions his yoga studio. Not sure how that'll go ... oh, who am I kidding? It's Martha. She'll get her way.
Anna smiles at me. "Wow Daniel. It's really going to happen. We know you've wanted this for a long time. You've been dreaming about this with Davis forever!"
"Yeah." Davis and I have talked at length about going into business together on a gym space. And I hope this new turn of events hadn't soured that dream for him. I turn to him. "You okay with how this is going down Davis?"
He looks incredulous. "Yeah! Man you can't pass this up." He smiles. "Maybe when the time comes I can buy my way into partial ownership if you'd be open to that."
I like the sound of that and I nod. I always assumed if owning a gym was in my future that Davis would be a part of that. "Well, if you have savings you wanna throw in, you can start right off the bat. Whatever you contribute, that's the % you come in at in terms of ownership, return, all of it." I hold up a finger. "Up to 50%."
Davis' face grows serious. "Wow. Okay ... let me see what I can dig up." Then a smile spreads, and he slaps me on the back. From Davis that's a pretty significant amount of force, but I saw it coming and braced for it. "This is awesome!" He shakes his fists and grits his teeth. "Holy shit, yes!" He laughs, while Anna and Grayson only watch with grins.
Davis talked animatedly with Grayson and Anna, and I couldn't help but smile. He's so happy and excited. And all of this is because of Martha. My Martha. I look up at her as she descends the stairs. Saul has his arm over her shoulders, and he's talking to her with a wistful look on his face. Yeah, he's gonna be roped in soon. She catches me looking and a demure smile pulls at her lips. Oh little Miss Lopez ... look at what you have wrought!
Wayne walks over just as Martha and Saul come to my side. "So, Martha. Contractor stuff. I have an idea."
She nods and Wayne looks around the building. "Great space, but it needs a lot of various work. Well, my brother in law, Matt is a certified engineer and a general contractor. He's like the most handy guy in the world." Wayne smiles. "He's in San Diego, but he'd be able to vett any quotes you get for any work you want done. He could save you a lot of money if you get an overblown quote."
Martha thought it over. "So I could pay him a consulting fee on the work, to make sure we're not getting screwed over." Her eyes narrowed. "Tell you what ... I'll give him a cut of anything he manages to get knocked off contractor pricing. He gets paid, and I pay less thanks to his expertise. Think he'd go for that?"
Wayne grins and nods. "He would. He loves this kind of stuff. He MORE loves the physical aspect of contracting - doing the actual work himself and directing a crew, but this will have to do."
Martha steps forward and sticks out a hand. Wayne shakes it, and they both smile. "I'll call him today. Make sure he's up for it."
Anna is pointing at one of the front corners of the space, and Saul nods along with her. "I think it could go right there. Build out a little counter, and you'd have a nice front desk."
"Yeah. It's close to the door, so you could monitor who's coming and going from there." Saul agrees. He looks closer at the wall. "Oh, look here. Seems like there used to be something here already. There are supports nailed onto the wall for a counter or shelves. It's about the right height for a counter."
I watch Martha as the brainstorming and conversations continue. Her eyes glitter, and a little smile rests on her lips as she listens and observes all of her friends help plan her dream. She looks satisfied and complete in a way I've not seen in a long time.
Saul said something a while back - that she deserved this. And it's so true. She does. She thinks she owes me. That what I did for Antonio is something she has to repay. I could help, and I did. Just as he did for me when I needed help the most, and I had no way to repay him.
But if this helps her settle that in her mind, then I'll gladly accept what she offers. Because this space is nearly perfect. And her concept is so appealing. We could be a fitness and self defense center. The themes are not so far apart. We could attract one client to the gym and then have them develop an interest in Krav Maga or Yoga as well. I see lots of cross pollination happening.
Almost on cue as I think that Anna pipes up. "Oh!" She turns to Martha. "You could have certain days where a membership to one part of the building gives you access to ALL of them. So someone who is Daniel's client could come sit in on a Krav Maga lesson, or yoga!"
Martha's eyes widen a little. "Oh, I really like that." She nods slowly. "Yeah, this could really work well." She elbows Saul. "I'd just need to get a certain someone to agree to hold yoga classes here."
He throws his head back, closes his eyes, and grins. "Fine! Okay ... I'll do it." He looks back down at Martha. "You are bound and determined to see every dream in this room realized, aren't you?"
Martha put her arms around his waist and stared up into his eyes. "For those who mean something to me, absolutely."
Saul looks into her brown eyes and runs his hand through her raven black hair, then seems to remember there are others around, all looking at them. He bites his lip and grins sheepishly. But apparently Martha doesn't care. She reaches up and pulls him down to her. She kisses him, and it's intense and long. Davis catcalls, but neither react to him. They pull apart and Saul flushes a bright red. Martha grins at him, then turns to us.
"Okay. We see what we need to see for the day?"
All of us nod. Martha locks up then we pile into our respective vehicles with a wave at each other and we begin the drive to our homes.
I hear Martha blow out a breath of air from the back seat. "You okay?" Saul murmurs. I look back and she leans against him. He has one arm around her shoulders, and his his face is down, his nose in her hair. He can't see it, but she's smiling.
"Yeah. I'm glad it's gonna work out." She looks up and kisses him.
I smile and turn around. Wayne drives, and I look over at him. His beard is short, thick, and crisply trimmed under his jaw. I spy a couple of silver hairs in it, and I love that. His black, curly hair is a bit unruly, and his brown eyes move over the road as he drives. He bears a contented look on his face. He's so handsome. I reach and put a hand on his warm thigh, and he smiles.
I hold the moment in my mind - this tiny, small moment. Something that may be lost on someone else as mundane.
But it's not to me. To me it's everything.
Wayne's Journal 24 January 2018, Wednesday 1250PM Wayne's Office
I'm back in my office. I just got back from lunch with Saul. And he gave me a LOT to think about.
We met up at The Alibi. As soon as he entered I could tell something was on his mind. "Hey." He sat and took a sip from his iced tea I ordered for him.
"Hey." I tapped on the table. "What's up Saul?"
He sighed. "So ... I'm seriously considering joining the slowly growing staff for Martha's building." He glanced up at me. "I mean, it won't be ready for primetime for a couple of months, but still. I wanted to let you know."
I sat back. Saul is my most senior lab tech. He's my go to guy when I take days off, or when the sites have a question they go through him first. He could see my brain working. "Sorry Wayne." He stared at the table. "It's just ... I feel this could be the next step for me. The next big step."
I wasn't trying to make him feel bad about his choice. "Hey man. I get it." He looked up at me and I smiled a little. "So, you'd pull desk duty and do yoga classes? Is that the plan?"
He exhaled a long breath. "Yeah." Then his expression changed. He was focused, and his eyes narrowed. "But ... I'm not just thinking about me here." He smiled slightly. "Wayne, you're working on your certification. You could be a trainer in the gym. Help with the martial arts instruction. Maybe even do your own classes there too. Martha won't use that space constantly for classes. You guys could have a schedule for Shotokan, and for Krav Maga."
Whoa. He had thought about this! He and Martha both I bet. And now I knew why Saul asked me to lunch today. I smirked at him. "You plotted this with Martha."
He shrugged and smirked back. "And maybe Daniel too." He laughed at my surprised expression. "Oh come on. You really think those two wouldn't try to rope you into the family business?" He smiled. "Because that's what this has become - they're doing it together, and they want to pull us all along."
I wet my lips, then I took a drink of my tea. My eyes shifted as I thought. "Okay. You're right that I want to do the trainer thing." I nodded. "I mean, I paid for the certification, and I'm nearly through the self pace course." I blow out a breath, and then Marcy arrives with our lunches. This time she didn't even ask what we wanted. She just brought our regulars to us. One day I'm gonna change it up just to throw her.
Saul looked up from his plate before he dug into his chicken wrap. "Think about it Wayne. It'd make Daniel really happy, but more important, don't you think it'd make you happy?" With that he began to eat.
I sat a moment in thought. Then I shrugged and began to eat. It's very true, there's a massive appeal to the thought. But I also had to be sure I could pay the bills with trainer gigs, and whatever I'd earn working for Daniel. I'll be damned if I'm going to be a kept man. And besides, with all the added expenses Daniel will incur, at least with the start up of the gym, I doubt he'd be able to afford to keep me afloat if I wasn't pulling my weight.
Though, if he came to Saul and Martha about it then that means he has already run the numbers, and he liked what they told him. Okay, I'll be talking to Mister Ison and Miss Lopez tonight about all of this.
I've wasted enough work time journaling. I've gotta get back to it.
Till this evening.
Wayne's Journal 24 January 2018, Wednesday 855 PM Daniel's Place
I get home at my regular 430, and I find Daniel and Martha around the kitchen island. They're looking at the building plans, and going over proposed changes they'd like to make. I had news for them about that myself, as Matt returned my message while I was at work today.
"Hey you two." I put a hand on Daniel's back and give him a quick kiss.
"Hey Wayne." Martha looked at me, her expression slightly expectant. "How was your day?"
I smirked at her and pointed. "You know damn well how it was." She grinned and so did Daniel. "Hang on, I'll be right back."
I went and grabbed my tablet. I returned and set it up on the island. I flipped out the keyboard and it started up. "Okay, so I've been thinking about it." I looked up at them. "If the numbers look good, then ... yeah, I'd be interested."
Daniel grinned. "Well I know what the numbers look like. And it's a favorable calculation Mr. Hawkins." He rubbed my back. "You think you could stand working with me?"
I smiled and kissed him again. "I think I could manage." I turned back to my tablet. "Okay, I'm pulling up my email. Matt responded about the contracting gig." After the email was pulled up I turned it around for Martha.
She read his response, and nodded, her expression satisfied. "25% of the savings as his fee seems a little low. But I'm in no real position to offer to pay MORE than I have to. So I accept. If he has an agreement for me to sign have him send it. Done deal." She grinned at me. "Thanks Wayne. Good thinking."
"No problem. So when you begin to get quotes, and you shop around, send the one you accept to him. He'll get hold of the contractor directly and haggle on price based on going costs for the work in the industry and for the materials." I smile. "The difference in prices is what he'll take the 25% from and you'll save the rest."
Martha nodded. "I like the sound of that." She eyed me. "But let's get back to what you really think about the idea of working at `Lopez Bodyworks'?"
I grinned. "Decided on a name? I like it!"
Martha rolled her eyes, and they came to rest on Daniel. "Well, someone insisted it have my name included." He stuck out his tongue at her and smiled.
"It's a good name Martha. Nice choice." I took a breath and looked at Daniel. "If you tell me it can work, financially, then ... okay. I'll study hard, and get certified in the next couple of months." I put a hand on each of their shoulders. "I'm in. Let's do it."
Daniel hugged me. "Oh man ... this is going to be amazing." He pulled back a little and looked into my eyes. "I'm so glad I get to do this with you!"
Martha clapped me on my shoulder. "Good." She turned to the crock pot. "Gonna get the rest of dinner together guys. It'll be another hour or so."
We got up to leave Martha to it, and as we did we heard the front door open and Saul came in. We greeted him, and he smirked as I led Daniel by the hand to our bedroom. I shrugged with a grin, completely without apology or embarrassment.
We had an hour. I'm gonna use it productively. :-)
Our clothes began dropping as soon as we entered the bedroom and shut the door. When I got his pants off, I noticed Daniel wore some nice new underwear.
"Hey ... when did you get these?" They were silky, and clung to him like a second skin. His erection looked obscene and great as it tented the thin material. I couldn't help but rub him through the boxer briefs. He sighed appreciatively at my touch.
"I ordered them online. Expensive things. But they feel great."
I growled as I rubbed him. "They feel good from the outside too." He kissed me, and I hooked my thumbs in his waistband. I gently pushed them down and exposed his meaty cock. Daniel kicked them off. Then I went to my knees.
He inhaled as I went down on him. I could already taste precome, and it's hard for me to stop when I do. I wanted him to come in my mouth, but then I also wanted him to screw me. Decisions decisions.
His hands rubbed through my hair and he groaned. Another squirt of precome hit my tongue, and the decision was made. I growled, vibrating my mouth while I sucked. "Ah god. Wayne ... you keep going and this is going to be over really fast." He panted.
I didn't want that. Not yet. I stood and we kissed. It was slow, but passionate. Our erections rubbed together as Daniel ground his hips against me.
I pushed him onto the bed. He was on his back and I flipped around in the 69 position. I preferred to be on top during this, just so I could control the depth and force of my blowjob on him. He seemed to like it just fine too. I went right back to his dick.
Instead of returning the favor I felt him tentatively lick my taint. I inhaled. I had to be sort of funky from the day, sweating and sitting. But after he did that he dove on my ass with his tongue. I moaned, completely involuntary. It just escaped me as his tongue pushed its way inside. His hand was slick with saliva and it wrapped about my cock. He began to work both my ass and my dick in a merciless tag team. Dear god. I was sure what we were doing was wrong. It felt sooooo good, it couldn't be legal.
I struggled to focus on the task of getting him off, but the things he was doing to me felt so amazing. My mouth simply held his cock and I breathed around it. He was going to get me off. My eyes rolled back and I let loose a long groan.
I began a powerful orgasm and released a rope of semen that landed on my hairy belly and smeared between our bodies. I continued to empty on him, and then I picked back up where I left off and started sucking him again.
I know he loves getting me off and it turns him on, just as it does me when our roles are reversed. So he didn't take much longer to finish. He grunted, and his hands gripped my lower back where his arms circled around me. I was rewarded with a shot of come, and then a few more followed as he writhed in his ecstacy. I swallowed every bit of it.
He finished. I pulled off of him, then I relaxed, my nose against the crease of his leg. We both lay there a moment, recovering.
His hands moved on my skin and he smiled. "You really liked that, didn't you?"
I laughed quietly. "Yeah. I was trying to decide if I wanted to get screwed or suck you off. You kinda took care of both."
"I'm here for your sexual needs Mr Hawkins." He patted my ass from below me. "Though now that I've had my way with you, I'm hungry. Let's clean up and go see if dinner is ready enough to steal a bit out of the crock pot."
We got up, showered real fast, then got dressed in comfy clothes. My man loved on me a little while we walked to the kitchen. I was actually beginning to get another boner, and I had to push him away.
"Stop it, I'm wearing sweats!" I had to pull his hand out of my waistband.
Daniel smiled deviously, but he stopped groping and otherwise trying to get a literal rise out of me.
We entered the kitchen and Daniel peeked in the crock pot. Martha had made a chicken, pinto bean and corn chili. I've had it before, and it's amazing. Just the right amount of spice, and loaded with lean protein.
Martha whipped around and glared at Daniel from the sink. He flinched. "I'm hungry!"
She sighed. Martha reached and got a pair of little ceramic bowls from the cupboard. "Here. That's it till it's all ready!"
Daniel happily took the bowls and scooped some for both of us. Saul just entered from the back slider and saw us. "It's ready?" He lined up for some and Martha just surrendered and handed him a bowl too.
Daniel smirked when Martha shook her head and got in line behind Saul and waited her turn.
We all sat. I could smell the blue and white corn cakes Martha had in the oven, and I felt mischievous.
"I bet those corn cakes would go GREAT with this chili." I looked at Martha, and she glared at me with hooded eyes.
Daniel got up and moved a seat away from me with a shake of his head. "On your own buddy."
She stood up and I quickly added, "But I'm sure they'll be great with it when they're ready. Thanks so much for dinner Martha!".
She pursed her lips, her eyes still narrow, but she sat back down.
"Yeah wait ... why aren't we waiting for the cakes?" Saul asked, truly not understanding.
Martha threw up her hands and Daniel laughed hard.
I love my little family here. I love all of them.
Till next time.