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A Black Tale
By Margaret Jeanette
Jerry Hoskins was looking out of his office window. He saw high
school kids drag racing on the street. He turned to Margaret, one
of his buyers and commented that they would kill someone one of
these days. Margaret agreed that it was a problem four times a day,
before school, at noon twice, and after school. She said she didn't
know why the police didn't patrol better.
Jenni Hoskins was angry. She was hot and wanted sex but Jerry, her
husband, couldn't get it up. She was angry because this was the
second night in a row that he had failed her. She wondered if his
excuse about how his business was going was a lie.
He had an import business that found odd things for businesses to
sell in their stores. His staff had a way of finding just the right
things by request and by accident. The articles always sold great
and his company was becoming well-known for finding the right
product at the right price.
The next day she had a lunch date with Sheila Burnet, Jerry's
secretary. When she asked how the business was going Sheila told
her they'd had their best month ever last month, and this month was
looking even better. She said Jerry was looking at adding two more
staff people to handle the load. This would bring the staff up to
twenty people.
"The real reason I asked you to lunch is to find out about Jerry.
He isn't functioning in bed and I am wondering why. Do you know if
he is having an affair with anyone? If he is I want the truth!"
Sheila got tears in her eyes and in between sobs said, "He is
cheating on you. I broke up with my boyfriend two weeks ago. I
thought we would get married but we broke up. Jerry comforted me,
and in thanks I kissed him, then one thing led to another and we
now make love every morning. I am positive that in the afternoon
he makes love to Angela Schultz. She is our file clerk/office girl.
She comes out of his office with her hair mussed and everyone knows
why. I am so sorry. I won't make love with him anymore, I promise!"
"Don't worry about it. I know now that his exhaustion is from
love-making, not work. I will take care of it!"
"Are you going to divorce him?"
"No, I have a better idea. Do you think you could run the
business?"
"I know I can. I have been part of every decision made for the
last six months."
Jenni and she parted, and Jenni went to see her best friend Jane,
who was a nurse for a doctor. From Jane she got some pills that
would insure Jerry wouldn't get hard at all. A side effect was that
they would confuse his mind under stress. She formed her plan.
She did some shopping and two nights later she had Sheila and
Angela over after supper. She called Jerry into the living room.
"I am hot and I want some sex! I understand you have sex with
both of these women first so you are going to make love to all
three of us or else."
He knew he was caught and asked, "Or else what?"
"You will find out if you don't make all three of us cum. Now
strip so we can get started."
He knew he hadn't been hard at all for over two days and it was
bothering him. He didn't know what was wrong.
"Get those clothes off, NOW!" Sheila said in a very commanding
voice. He started to strip. He was stripped and his penis hung
limp. He couldn't get it to rise.
"You have five minutes to get it hard to start. Jack off if you
have to but you better get it hard!"
He did as instructed but his mind was wondering why it wasn't
getting hard. Try as hard as he might it wasn't getting hard. He
was in a fog and when Sheila said he would never satisfy anyone
with that sorry excuse for a pecker he didn't know what to say.
"Something that small belongs in different clothes. Everyone
follow me!"
She led them into the bedroom where she had clothes laid out on
the bed. He was in a daze and didn't even see the clothes. His mind
was on why he couldn't get hard. It had him totally bewildered.
Jenni glued breast forms on his chest and fastened a pink bra on
him. He allowed her to lift his legs and put nylons on his legs,
then fasten a pink garter belt on him and fasten the nylons. Then
it was a pair of pink pettipants that had rows of white lace on the
legs.
All three of the women laughed at the sight of him standing there
wearing women's underwear. Jenni said, "From now on I think your
name should be Priscilla Pettipants. You will be Priscilla!"
She slipped a nylon slip over his head and followed with a pink
crepe dress trimmed with lace. Then he allowed her to put make-up
on his face. She put it on heavy and when she was done he looked
almost slutty. Then a straight blond wig framed his face perfectly.
She slipped a pair of three inch pink pumps on his feet. He just
sat there staring straight ahead.
Jenni slapped him and he returned to reality. He looked at what
he had on and asked what was going on.
"You are looking at what you are going to wear to work tomorrow.
You cheated on me and I could divorce you and get your company but
I decided to do it a different way. Tomorrow I am going to get
papers drawn up for you to turn your company over to me and you
will sign them tomorrow night. Tomorrow Sheila will take over your
job at the company and Angela will be her secretary. You are in
luck because that leaves the office girl position for you to fill.
If you don't agree to this you will see my full wrath and I don't
think you want that. Now your name is Priscilla Pettipants. Do you
understand?"
In a fog he answered that he did even though he didn't understand
all of it. He was still wondering what happened to his manhood and
why it wasn't responding. He just couldn't stop wondering.
Sheila and Angela both thanked Jenni profusely for the
promotions. They left and Jenni showed him a pink purse and wallet
she had gotten for him. She transferred his things from his old
wallet to his new one and put his new necessities into his purse.
At bedtime she showed him a pink dress trimmed with ruffles and
told him his color was going to be pink. She had to unzip the dress
and then had him lay it on the chair so he could put it on in the
morning. She had him keep the bra and pettipants along with the
nylons on as she handed him a pink satin nightgown to put on.
He fell asleep almost immediately as his head hit the pillow.
When he awoke the next morning he wondered what he was doing
wearing a pink nightgown. Then he remembered last night. Jenni told
him to get his slip and dress on.
"Can't we talk about this? You can't expect me to go to work
wearing a dress!"
"You are the new office girl, remember Priscilla? What does an
office girl wear but a dress and heels?"
"You can't be serious! I own the company; I am not an office
girl!"
"I am owner of the company. Tonight you will sign the papers to
make it official but for all intents and purposes I now own the
company. You are the new office girl and you will dress
appropriately. Now get the slip and dress on so I can do your make
up!"
He slowly put the slip and dress on then said he didn't want to
go to work today. She told him nonsense, he was going to work if
she had to take him. She then decided she would take him, to make
sure he went into work.
She walked him to the door of the company and watched as he
entered. She saw Sheila greet him and tell him to get busy filing
as she handed him a tall pile of papers.
He was introduced as Priscilla to the staff and Sheila announced
that she was the new president of the company. She laughed as she
told everyone that Priscilla was the new office girl.
Everyone got busy with their jobs and Margaret, who was the
oldest employee he had, called him over by her desk.
"I don't know what happened but I don't approve of it. How could
you allow this?"
"I don't know what is going on. My wife found out about my
indiscretions and she made all of the changes. She says I have to
sign over the company to her tonight and that I am going to be the
office girl. I can't think straight right now but it appears I have
lost everything."
"You have my sympathy. You were a great boss and I loved working
for you. How did Sheila get to be president?"
"My wife appointed her and set up all the changes. I don't think
I'm going to be able to change my wife's mind on this. My whole
life is lost and I have no idea what to do about it."
He walked away looking like the saddest man on earth. He
absentmindedly grabbed some papers to file, trying to think of a
way out of his situation. As he was filing he got an idea. It
wasn't an idea as much as it was revenge for what had happened to
him.
He went on an open computer and typed a letter, then printed it.
Then he walked out of the office and walked two doors down to an
attorney's office. He told the attorney he wanted to make out his
will and it had to be done this morning. The attorney said that was
no problem. A half hour later it was done, signed and notarized. He
gave the attorney an envelope to read before the reading of the
will, in case of his death.
The attorney told him he seemed severely depressed and that he
should seek some help. The attorney offered to call someone to help
him but he turned down the offer.
He returned to the office and was surprised no one had missed
him. At noon he went and watched the kids' drag racing on the
street. He knew what he had to do.
All afternoon he thought about what he had to do. In the middle
of the afternoon Margaret and Julia took him into the women's rest
room and had a talk with him.
"We know you are depressed over what happened to you. You have to
get over it. My daughter had problems and she saw a wonderful
doctor who helped her get through the roughest time of her life.
Let me make an appointment for you," Julia said.
Margaret spoke next. "I have worked for you long enough to know
exactly how you feel and I know you are at wit's end. Please follow
Julia's advice and see a doctor. I saw you were gone for a while
this morning, and you don't know what a sigh of relief I breathed
when you returned. You have me worried. Please see a doctor as a
favor to me."
"I have decided on what I am going to do. I have taken steps so
my wife can't get the company. So you see I am taking it one step
at a time."
Both women were relieved to hear this. He continued, "My wife has
been after me to include her as an owner of this company but I have
always been able to put her off, using a variety of excuses. I
can't prove it but I think she did something to me to make me
impotent and unable to make love in the conventional way. I know
what I have to do and I intend on doing it. Thank you for your
concern."
"Promise us you will see a doctor, please!"
"I can make no promises but I do appreciate your caring about me
now that I'm down as far as I have ever been."
He walked out of the rest room, but his mind had not been
changed. He knew what he had to do and he was determined to follow
through with it. He filed papers, not wanting to think about what
was to happen.
At three-thirty he left the office. Margaret saw him leave and
decided to follow him. She stayed inside and watched him stand on
the sidewalk as he watched the traffic. She watched as the first
drag racers went by, then saw him go between two cars as if he was
going to cross the street.
The second set of drag racers were coming down the street at a
fast pace. The driver in the right hand lane was watching in his
side rear view mirror as the one in the left lane pulled even with
his back bumper. He looked ahead again and saw a woman in the
street in his path. His foot hit the brake just as he hit her going
full speed. He saw in slow motion as the woman's head hit his
windshield and it spider-webbed. His hard braking caused the woman
to roll off the hood onto the street.
He jumped out of his car and saw someone in a car going in the
opposite direction stop and get on a cell phone. He knew they were
calling the police.
Meanwhile Margaret was in shock over what she had just seen. She
finally came to when she saw the flashing lights of the police
cruiser. She went out and told the policeman she had seen
everything. The policeman told her he knew the boy was drag racing.
The policeman asked if she knew who this was and she told him it
was Jerry Hoskins. She told him where to get ahold of Jenni. He
called it in as an ambulance pulled up. They pronounced him dead
and all the paperwork started.
Less than ten minutes later Jenni pulled up and had to identify
him. She did so with tears in her eyes. Margaret went up to her and
said, "This is what you caused! You killed him as sure as if you
had a gun and shot him!"
"You bitch! Get out of my sight!"
Margaret walked away and went and told the news to the company.
Everyone including Sheila and Angela had tears in their eyes at the
news. The company shut down for the rest of the day and everyone
was told to stay home tomorrow.
The funeral was a simple one and the boy who was driving was
charged with vehicular homicide and drag racing in the streets.
Two hours after the funeral everyone was at the attorney's office
for the reading of the will. Many of the women who worked for him
were still sobbing.
The attorney started, "Jerry made out this will the day he died.
He also gave me a letter to be read first. I have not read or
opened this letter so I have no idea what is in it. I did recommend
that he see a doctor because he seemed very depressed but I never
thought he was so depressed that he would commit suicide. The
police are ruling it an accidental death and I intend on letting it
stand in that light. Now to the letter."
"To those who loved me and those who hated me, I am at a
crossroad that I can not decide what to do with what time I have
left here on earth. If you are hearing this letter it means my time
on this earth is over."
"To my wife, Jenni I say, you took or are trying to take
everything I value in this life. You are not leaving me with
anything. This is a big mistake-never take everything and not leave
anything for anyone. You leave me no other course but the course I
am about to take. My actions are a direct reaction to what you did
to me and what you are threatening to do."
"To my employees, I want to thank you for all of your support
through the tough times and I want you to remember the good times
we had together. I intend on taking care of those who were loyal to
me and show you that I really appreciate your loyalty."
"I want everyone to know I know what I am doing and it is the
only way out for me. If I could see a light of any sort I would
seek it out but here is no way I can continue without my company.
I am sure it will be in good hands."
"Jerry
Hoskins"
The attorney said, "I have never seen a letter like this before.
I am afraid I must turn it over to the police for their
investigation of his death. Now on to the will."
"I, Jerry Hoskins do hereby leave to my wife the house and my two
bank accounts which is over ten thousand dollars. I would normally
have left you the company but that is not to be.
I leave my company, known as J. H. Imports, to the employees of
the company with two exceptions. Sheila Burnet and Angela Schultz
are to get nothing. Only employees that were loyal to me are to get
part ownership. I want Margaret Bowers to get double what the
others get as a bonus for being such a dedicated employee and long
term friend.
This is my last will and testament."
"Signed Jerry Hoskins!"
There was utter silence in the group as they comprehended the
impact of his will. Margaret recovered first and went up to Jenni.
"Now who is the bitch?"
A year later his death was still ruled an accident with
reservations and Jenni was still going for counseling to deal with
her guilt feelings. J. H. Imports now had forty-two employees and
was the fastest growing company in town, thanks to Margaret
Bowers's leadership.
(c) 2006 by Margaret Jeanette
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