1. MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG--Part 3


    Date: 2/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Pregnant, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    CHAPTER 8 My research at the library showed absolutely no trace of Reliable. There were plenty of companies called Reliable—boilers, plumbers, concrete, locksmiths and so on, but nothing in title or mortgage insurance. I went to the office, checked on my staff and returned to Jonathan Nash’s agency. I spent the rest of the morning calling Nash’s former clients and verifying what Mrs. Carlson had told me another dozen times. I broke for lunch then had another idea. A short walk later I entered our local CVS where I bought a cheap cell phone and 1,000 minutes good for the next month. I was able to activate the phone in less than fifteen minutes. My first call was to the New York State Dormitory Authority. I was transferred around several times until I reached someone with authority. He assured me that everything with the projects was up to the bid specifications. I swear—the State of New York hires idiots. I ended the call and went back to work. I finished the Nash project the following day. There were forty-seven houses involved in the scam. Shirley Miller and Wayne Gibbons had stolen $470,000 in bogus insurance premiums and had denied Jonathan Nash three percent of that total in agency commissions—a bit over $14,000. I spent all of Friday morning explaining the scam to a pair of county detectives. Shirley and Wayne were arrested that afternoon. Then I explained something to Jonathan Nash. “You have forty-seven clients who think they have mortgage life insurance. They paid ...
    representatives of your firm $10,000 each for it.” “Yeah…so what?” “If this ever went to court the negative publicity would destroy you even if you won the case which I doubt. You need to contact each buyer, explain the situation, and offer to pay from your own pocket. One way to look at it—the whole amount would be a business expense and one-hundred percent deductible. You’d be John Wayne in a white hat.” He thought about it for a few minutes then took my list and told his receptionist to get busy. Now I had to deal with Simon Alcott. My decision was made while I rode the elevator up to my office. I phoned Jennie and told her my plan. She agreed immediately. I typed a brief memo to Robert explaining that I needed some time off. I hadn’t taken any vacation time in the past eighteen months and soon those vacation days would expire. Additionally, the stress of the new job and the loss of Ted had taken a toll. I was between big projects, the only one being the audit of Alcott’s firm and that could wait a week. Once Robert had approved I left early to pick up Jennie. Instead of driving west through New York City we went east toward Port Jefferson for the ferry to Bridgeport, Connecticut. From there it was only a two hour drive to Albany. I was a bit concerned about having Heidi on the ship, but she was fine, even entertaining several children. We stopped at a moderately priced motel near the university around ten that evening. The three of us strolled around the university campus ...
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