My Fair Lad - Part 16
Chas is in Ramsgate plotting his future. Mark a distant nightmare.
He's setting up home with Gav, trying to forge a new life for himself and the lad he loves.
Chas puts his plan into action.
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We wrapped our whirlpool session up, we all felt better for the bonding session, being naked, seeing each other naked, all equal, a male reckoning.
`Come on lads, better get back, it will be nice to pick the kids up from school for once, all those yummy mummies giving me the once over, salivating for my cock',
says Slomo getting dressed pushing his hips out and gyrating. Dave and Spanno roll their eyes.
`You ogling their boobs like an old perv more like'.
David gets his coat,
`right then, thanks for the dip, send me details of the house and me and Rachel will see what we can come up with, classy and economical',
Slomo shakes my hand `its not true what they say about you Chas, you are a top bloke', laughing.
He gives Gav a hug, and says,
`Sorry for being so hard on you, and well done on passing your 18's, It's a tough one, thanks for the kip and dip, a lifesaver',
They break off `I'll toot you tomorrow, come on Stevie I'll drop you off',
`See ya Slomo, Stevie' we say and go inside,
`Stevie, call around later to measure up if you can?',
`Yeah I'll call you', he clutches his cock and gets in the van.
'Come here you' Says Gav.
We kiss and hug, Gav has his hands down my trackies, I'm kissing him deeply, my tongue blocking his airways, the battle for who tops has started. We are both boned up, Gav pushes my trackies down, I shuck them off and pull off my top, I'm naked and Gav pulls his off, we're kissing deeply and caressing each other, my hands on Gavs bum, pulling him in close, parting his cheeks to delve into his hole, the first move of a top.
`Just make my day' he whispers, I lead him through to bed and did just that.
Stevie rang, `Hi Stevie, er yeah, we're just having a lazy afternoon, yeah we're in bed, having a cuddle, yeah always room for one more, see you in a mo then',
Stevie comes over, I nip out of bed and get the door, Stevie grins as he looks me over, naked, chubby still and starts to strip.
Get a fridge pack of lager will ya' shouts Gav, we'll watch a film, oh and a tube of pringles',
Stevie comes back, he puts the fridge pack at the side of Gav, and the puts the Pringles over his cock and dances around like it's an enormous dick. He's nervous bless him. I shuffle to the edge and beckon him in, he clambers up the bed, like a lion, his blond mane falls around his ears and his blue eyes stare at me, his cock, erect, pressed up to his abs, his balls hanging below a little, tight, ready. He turns and slides into the middle of the bed.
We shuffle close, Gav lays his arm over his shoulder I do the other. Gav tosses us a can each from the pack and we lay on the pillows and watch Gladiators on Netflix. Laid back snug, a delight, Gav lets one rip and we tickle him. The film is OK, but why look at fit guys on TV when you've two at your side, aching for it?
`Pass us a can' says Stevie, Gav pauses the video and reaches over, he gets us all one, and pops open the Pringles,
`fuck crumbs in the bed, sorry' says Stevie, brushing them away.
I set the whirlpool going,
`let's finish off the film in the whirlpool shall we',
`Good idea Chas',
`It takes 10 mins to fill, let's do whatever we need to now and finish watching in the tub',
You got anything like a porno, a blokes on blokes one?' Says Stevie you know fit lads shagging?',
`Oh I dare say I have, but you could always watch me and Chas, and er join in the fun?',
Gav lead him through to the bathroom, and they kissed, as I poured the essence into the water the foam and smell filling the room.
Gav takes a leak and another clarion call, looks at himself in the mirror, half flexes, checking himself out and watches Stevie pee, I see his arse cheeks pulse. He's so pretty, I'm chubbing up watching him, Gavs noticed the effect he has on me too and is thickening, staring at Stevies back.
He turns, a drip off his cock falls in slo mo as he swings around,
`What?' He says grinning, his smile lights up the room.
Stevie stood, as Gav circled him, gently kissin him, holding his hand, stroking his body, watching his downy hair fall back after being combed by Gav's finger. Stevie proud, solid, homo erectus.
I joined Gavin in circling, caressing, running my hands over him, over this beautiful man, I kneeled first and smelt and blew on his cock, watching his cock respond to beat, for the skin to pull back. I sniffed his slit, his cockhead touching my nostrils and breathed deeply.
I wet my lips and took his cock in my mouth. Gav put his hands on his shoulders and kissed his nape, shuffling close. Stevie flinched as Gav's cock pushed upright into Stevies soft downy crack, his cheeks enveloped his shaft. I had him deep in my mouth, his hands on my scalp gripping as I excite his manhood. Gav knelt and parts his cheeks and burrowed in, wetting him, the pair of us making Stevie moan.
Gav rose and licked up his crack and up his spine, Stevie shuddered. I pulled off, his cock now pulsing wildly, wanting to complete. We took a hand each and lead him to bed. We 69'd with Stevie on top, him sucking my cock and mine on his. Gav burrowed into Stevies globes from the bottom of the bed. Stevie raised up on his knees, still sucking me deep as his cock left my mouth. I stared at an upside down Gav as he knelt on the bed and opened Stevie up, wailing with the pain and settling down again to continue to suck my hard cock, as a distraction or pure lust as Gav humped him breaking off me to moan as Gav hit a button.
Stevie got into it, I raised up on my arms and sucked Stevies cock as I watched Gavs bull nuts swaying above me as he ploughed into Stevie. Stevie came in my mouth moaning, besides himself as his arse was full of Gavs 8X2.
Gav shot and the volume and pressure made his cum squirt back onto Gavs balls, as he emptied his load into Stevies arse. I slid towards the bed head and knelt as Stevie opened his pussy mouth and I plunged in, so close after watching listening and smelling Gavs pole pierce Stevie in extreme close up, my own IMAX show.
We lay in the bubbles, warm, close as Stevies arse was soothed. Gav dried him carefully and administered sudocrem on Stevies ravaged pucker.
He dressed and said, `I'm doing you two next time, both of you, guaranteed, I haven't time now, I'd better go else my supper will be in the dog',
He walked home, his gait improving as he walked on.
We sat in the lounge and ordered in a Chinese, the lad know us now. Gav always tips him, rounds the bill up to the next five or zero. We always get free prawn crackers. I must remind Gav to wear clothes next time he goes to the door.
`Yeah, he got an eyeful of my sweet and sour balls and jumbo spring roll!', he said.
As I fell asleep my mind flickered to Stevies beautiful bum, his perfect cock, his soft features, his easy smile, his wonderment at being enjoyed. I get so hard, achingly hard, imagining the look on his face as his cock is in my mouth, and his gorgeous cum face as he squirts filling my mouth. I fast forward to feel his hot breath on my neck as he crumples beneath me, all his strength in his loins, bucking his seed into me.
Gav rolled over, it feels like the middle of the night, his arms circle me around the waist, his hands on my pecs, pulling me in and we hug, he's kissing my shoulders as he pulls himself close, him big spoon, his truncheon at my gate, his breath on my neck, his bristles are coarse on my shoulder, he whispers
`You awake?'
I pulse my arse cheeks tight around his shaft,
`what a day and what a guy you are, I fucking love you Charles David Mason',
as he says `Mason' he pierces me, I feel him, every inch of him till he's fully engaged, rocking up me, he's so masculine, such a hunk, he doesn't last long, I feel him kiss my shoulder, then his click and he washes my guts with his cum. Fuck this guy produces gallons.
I hear him snore, his cock still plugging me until nature relieves me, I clench my buns and use my muscles to snap shut and get to the bathroom, I sit on the pan and windily I evacuate his seed, I wash up on the e-bidet, spraying warm water and drying with hot air, worried the noise in dead of night will wake him, not a chance, my sleeping log snuffles and farts as I crawl back in bed, and I sleep breathing in his musk.
I wake at dawn, horny, my cock lodged in his crack. My turn to be big spoon. I feel around and play with his cock, he's responding,
`Morning' he whispers, as he rolls onto his front, on his arms, his arse rises under the duvet, he looks at me and grins. I pull off the duvet and kneeling, I spit lube and glide in catching his button as I pound him, I'm close, I pull out and hold back as Gav rolls over to grin up at me, his arms outstretched welcoming me, and I lean forward and we kiss as I spray my load between us, my cock like a Gatling gun, spraying my bullets of seed.
`Fuck you stink' he says as we kiss,
`Er you too, but I love it',
We hear the toot.
`Looks like Slomo will get the benefit of my whiffiness today', Gav says,
`Gav, I'm gonna buy that house today, you ok with that?',
`Can I put my savings in with you?',
`You've no need, this is like everything else and will be in joint names, like the warehouse. You earn it as much as I do, look at the hours you put in',
`Yeah but it's you're trading that earns the most',
`It's one pot Gav, me and you, two wages, 50:50, lives shared together',
Gav leaned forward and kissed me, then he pulled up his pants and quickly dressed in his work gear, his assets safely locked away as he lifts his tools and leaves. Slomo toots for third time,
`Get a Greggs bacon roll' I say, he nods and is gone.
I dressed and I drive the shag wagon to the pool, I count down my 60 lengths, ticking another mile off, then I'll call the realtor when they open at nine
I spoke to the agent and put in an offer, a really low one, there's a long pause, he quizzes me again about my financials. I say we can complete in days. He's worried about money laundering regs, I send him a snapshot of my bank account with £410k in my company registration number and NI number as he's chatting.
`Ah yes, thanks for those, they look in order, I'll call the owners, see if I can get through to one of the brothers.
I get a call back. Yes, they've accepted your offer but only if it's very quick. They've bills to pay off and just want it gone.
I call my solicitor Ben, a sharp young lad, newly qualified, he handled the warehouse purchase. He says he'll get on to it right away, he needs to prove title and then send the deposit. £28,500.
The twins solicitor is old school, ours whipper snapper tells him how it's going to be, `there's no loan, no survey, and so all that is needed is proof of title, exchange of contracts and completion, get it done, exchange before 5pm today and complete tomorrow morning 9:00am sharp via electronic transfer of funds'.
Apparently I pass the money laundering tests, again, and it all goes ahead.
The two brothers are pleased. I arranged to meet them at the house to talk detail. They are twins, they finish off each others sentences as we walk around. We shake hands and they are looking forward to getting the sale done as it's been on the market for a while and is racking up costs and they had one burglary, a broken window, looked like a sleepover.
I get them to call their solicitor whilst I'm there, and hear them say they need him to complete at 9am tomorrow. I take lots of pics of the rooms and the front and rear elevations and send them to Rachel and David for their ideas.
David's already sent me a proposed layout plan based on the agents info and is talking to Building Control regarding erecting a sturdier two story rear extension to form a dining kitchen and living space leading via floor to ceiling retractable doors to the patio garden, and upstairs the master bedroom and en-suite. The extension is to be built in matching reclaimed brick and a new slate roof over all with period style sash windows and cast iron downpipes. They say it will be an asset and to carry on.
I call in at Sheila's cafe,
I've heard you had a good time last night' she said quietly, brunch is it?', I nod.
`With an extra sausage?',
I blush.
`Who's blabbing?', I ask,
`Oh it's only lovely Steve, he tells me everything',
`Hi Chas' shouts George beaming over at me, washing pots.
`George is so fast, I've not got enough work for him really, he's even cleaning the flat upstairs and at Vera and Paul's',
`He can clean for us if he wants, I'll pay him of course',
`Hey George, would you like to clean for me and Gav?' I shout,
`Yeah, thanks, is Wednesday OK',
`Sure, see you tomorrow', I say,
I finish eating and he gives me a cheery wave as I leave.
The house purchase completes, David gets the nod we can start as it doesn't need planning permission as it's not too large an extension and that we've complied with the conservation area guidelines.
George rings the bell. I show him where everything is and he sets to. I leave him and walk to the house. They're all busy, hard at it.
I go to Sheilas cafe to get some work done on my laptop.
`Oh hi Chas, I thought you'd be supervising George',
`No I showed him where everything was and left him to it, I'll get an hours peace here, get some work done'.
I start on my trades, nothing exciting, just trying to get a couple of percent today, but it's very slow.
I log off and thank Sheila and walk back to the unit.
I look in and can't see George. I call out, silence. I open the playroom door and he looks around at me, he's naked apart from wearing Gavs gaming headset, a panicked look on his face. I look down and know why, I see his dick, erect, he's wanking, fuck he's huge. I watch open mouthed as he spurts out a plume that almost hits the ceiling and splats on him, more and more splats rain down on him as Gav's gay porno plays on the TV.
He settles and grins, and takes the headphones off.
`Hi Chas, sorry about that. I'd finished cleaning, done the washing and ironing, paired your socks, stacked your sexy undies, everything. I saw the PlayStation and turned it on and this porno starts playing on so I whipped off my trackies and next thing I know I'm just about to cum when you walk in',
`Fuck you're filling out' I say, His cock, huge still.
`You won't tell Sheila or Vera will you?',
I'll tell no one, not even Gav, now how about you shower off and I'll change the sheet?',
`OK, want to join me?',
`Not today',
`Oh, OK',
I was busting for a piss, I knocked on the door,
`Come in' he shouts,
`Cheers, I need a piss,',
I pulled down my trackies and made sure he could see, I let my stream out, he watched as he turned the shower off and came out to dry. I looked him up and down, he grinned,
`Fuck, looking at you G, I'm gonna bone up then i'll never finish my piss', I say,
He grinned at me and lifted his meat and squeezed his balls, lifting his cock, a handsome size.
He dried himself, I put the lid down and sat on it, watching him dance about drying.
`Hey watch this, I've been practicing',
He did a flex routine, concentrating, getting the moves just right, recalling the sequence.
`Me and Vinny from over the road practice in my bedroom, doing the moves, and stuff',
He blushed at `stuff',
`Better than with that old perv eh,'
`Fuck yeah',
`Good on ya' I say,
I get up and he's dressed.
`Wanna hug?' He says,
`Yeah' I say,
He hugs me tight, warm in his trackies, me in mine. I feel his cock on me, he feels mine. We separate,
`Same time next week?',
`Sure thing' I say. I give him £30,
`Can you give it to Shiela, she's saving my wages for me',
Will do. He smiles again. I'm still hard at the sight of him. That was some cock and some cumming of age.
I looked around, kitchen cleaned, floor mopped, lounge vacuumed, bed made, linen basket empty, ironing done, clothes in a neat pile on the bed, shirts on hangers. Tidy.
David schedules the team and it's all hands on deck at the house, ripping up old carpets and emptying the place. He's got a groundworks company ripping out the overgrown garden and bulldozing the flimsy garden kitchen extension. A grabber truck lifts the piles of debris away after the lads have retrieved the few Georgian bricks so they can get a match at the reclamation yard.
Gav comes home dusty, we're in the hallway,
`Careful, George has been today to clean the place',
`Oh yes, it smells like it too, I'll strip here shall I?',
Gav starts to strip off his dusty clothes,
`Er not so fast',
I grin, he lifts his shirt and I smell his musk and am soon in the familiar darkness of his pits, my face pushed tight against his chest, listening to his heart beat and the swish of his blood pumping. His sweatshirt accurately named, pulld doen over my face.
I manage to push a hand down his work trousers to feel his soft cock and balls sticky in their lair as I Lick his pits and nipples in the dark. He opens his trousers and pulls them down freeing my hand and his cock as I kneel to smell his nuts, press his hot shaft against my face, the tip by my eye, the one eyed monster shiny, spewing precum, as he growls a low growl.
I suck him, he's so hard, raging, he's growling loudly, a panther like mewl as he strips off his top, naked now but his legs are trapped by his pants around his ankles.
I strip, easy, 1,2,3, and yank hold of his cock, pulling his foreskin tight over the crown, pulling his snout longer as he shuffles to the bedroom in short steps.
I push him down on the bed and stand back as his legs rise high, his arse comes into view. I kneel and smell his musk, he's clean, he always is, it's not his shit I smell but his sweat, his secretions through the day, I burrow in, he's writhing, wriggling on the bed as I get him wet.
I'm blazing hard, on fire for him. I slap his cheeks and ram in and push my face into his pants high above me getting more musk whete his crack has been and pissy aromas from his last drops of pee.
I cum up him, a great roar from me as I collapse and squirt into him.
I hear a knock on the door. I pull out, Gav pulls his trousers up and is shirtless, he answers the door. I hide in the bathroom , I need a piss anyway and try to relax my cock enough to pee out a thin stream.
`It's Stevie, Chas, he wants to show you something, you decent?',
`No, neither is he', I shout.
I hear him in the bedroom, `I've something for you' he calls out. I hear his belt buckle clink, and I walk in. Stevie is naked and boned,
`I just called in from work to see how you are',
`Yeah I'm fine',
`Gav says you've just unloaded so I'd better have a go whilst he gets tea on',
`Cheers Gav' I shout,
`Don't mention it dear boy', he shouts back in his Gerry voice.
I kneel and smell Stevies cock, and push my nose in his groin, his nuts so close. I whiff pine from wood shavings and dust and soap and him. I wet him, coating his beautiful dick with saliva. I lay back and lift my legs, he's a bit unsure and then lifts my legs onto his shoulders and pulls me down the bed. He grins at me and pushes in, I wince, he looks concerned he's hurting me, I smile and nod and he carries on. He's enjoying himself, getting himself off is his primary aim, he shoots and I watch his face crinkle, and grin as he cums in me. His beautiful cum face.
`Fuck that was great', he says,
Gav's watching,
`That's the starter's, now the mains and we'll think about deserts' says Gav.
We have Cornish pasties beans and chips, Stevie wolfing his food down.
`I'd best be off back now, get my tea out of the oven',
`You greedy bastard' says Gav, and I don't get my desert?
`Yeah, I'm greedy all right, greedy for you two, I've had a stiffy all day, the lads have been teasing me, anyway you can try Chas's whipped cream pole',
he says and is gone.
`He's a sexy fucker' says Gav,
I tell him about the house, and show him the plans from David and Rachel. She's picked out the bathroom from a hotels range so it's classy but lower priced. She sourced shaker style kitchen units from a kitchen supplier they use that's changing their display, for a song.
The sash windows, slate roof and cast iron downpipes that are the most expensive items but necessary. David said it's this attention to detail that will get you top dollar for this place.
The reclamation yard had a delivery of bricks from an old piggery on a farm, a lot of them were half's and damaged but they matched a treat. David knew just how many he needed with a leeway for damaged ones.
David drove a hard bargain and knocked them down, so long as we picked and stacked them on our truck. I got George in to help and I took a half day away, I'll look at different markets tonight, keep my averages up, I don't want Gerry steaming ahead.
`George your broadening out, look at that chest on him, it's all that food and masturbating', shouts Gav, making him blush.
He looks at me, he thinks I'd told him, but I haven't.
George stripped off his top as he sweated catching, bending and stacking the bricks on the truck. He could catch with both left and right hands.
`That's a good trick George, can you beat off with both arms?' Says Gav trying to make him blush again,
`Yeah I do me and Vinny at the same time',
he says, making Gav salivate. George just laughed, his cock showing in his trackies. Not bothered at all.
We took George out for tea, he scoffed a 12" pizza as me and Gav shared a 14",
`Can you take 14" Chas?' Says George,
`But I'm only having a half so what's that?',
`Fucking seven inches or one of me' he laughed, mocking my testing him and showing me the outline of his cock in his trackies.
'When are you 18 George?' Says Gav,
`Why, do you want to fuck me? Well join the queue mate, I'll put you on my back orders shall I?,
He laughed at his own jokes.
`No, to see if you want a job building stuff instead of washing stuff, you plonker, did you enjoy today?',
`Yeah better than washing up and fucking cleaning, picking up dirty knickers',
`Let me sort it' I say.
`I'll still clean for you two though, pick up your crusty underpants and cum rags',
`You cheeky bugger' says Gav tickling the lad, who squeals and breaks free.
We get frowns so quieten down and drop him off. We stay for a cuppa with Vera and Paul and mention the building work.
I'm sure education board would welcome that' says Vera, Paul says you might even get a grant and money if you take him on full time'.
Gerry calls, `ah dear boy, you've been quiet this week, trading at odd times, everything Tickety Boo, old chap?',
`Yeah just got a few things to do house wise this week, how are your trades doing?
`Ah that's why I'm calling. I bought into cobalt, quite heavily I'm afraid and I can't seem to dispose of it, the markets turned and we might have to store it',
`Plenty of space here',
`You might need it, I er didn't hedge it, I thought it was a guaranteed cert',
`Who sold it?'
Oh a newish outfit, MG Metals, they probably just struck lucky and sold at the peak just before the turn, sorry old chap, might take a hit but you young bucks will soon have it covered I'm sure. Celia sends her love, 2 months to AGM he says, he s counting down'.
Mmm this MG metals outfit skewered us, cost us £200k, thats £100k each. it's not like Gerry not to hedge. I wonder who they are?
With just two months to go to AGM, I check the trading statements, Gerry is about level with me on trades, so he'll be happy.
Gav is much happier, he's learning new skills as Slomo is doing the house wiring. He's got George chasing out the conduit runs on the brick walls. Hard graft.
Gav says George is getting to be so fit, he could fuck him in a flash, He's turned him on all day, Slomo has given him an old hi-vis vest that won't snap closed, and the lad works with his shirt off, the open hi-vis vest and trackie cutoffs, he's done himself, that he's cut wonky and far too short but he says the others are not complaining.
Gavs says today he came in commando in the shorts, the lads teased him all day calling him Dick Swinger. Gav says he's got a nice piece on him. I know but don't say. I'm not Reg.
Summer comes and the house is on the market. A bidding war takes off between three couples who love it. It does look good, David's done a good job. I paid £285k, we've spent £90k on the refurb and should get £585k for it. The extension added an extra bedroom, the patio has space for off road car parking and an EV charge point. The local newspaper covered it in a puff piece about Georgian Ramsgate. David got his photo in the paper!
The bidding war took it to £615k. I give all the guys a grand in cash. They're well pleased. My £410k is up to £615 after legal fees.
Alan is pestering me to get a tax bod to sort out my CGT.
I must get another house to keep the lads working. I see one I fancy, on Royal Esplanade, it would make a great holiday rental, overlooking the sea and the boating pool, good for a 2 lads shag pad as well, its a gated development and it's freehold, on at £385k. I need another doer upper as well though, keep the lads working.
I call the agent and view it that morning, walking there in the summer sun. I'm chatting to him, I say I've just done one up and said where.
`ah so that's you is it, caused quite a stir, what a pro outfit and a good job, great eye',
`Look, I like this one, but need a doer upper as well, anything about?',
'I've just taken one on Spencer Square, a two bed, old lady died, her son lives in Melbourne and wants a quick sale, he doesn't want to come over, not even for the funeral. I'll show it you now',
We went in his car. He picked up the keys and we walked. The house was an absolute tip, possessions everywhere, looks like she hoarded stuff but looking through the mess, old furniture and decoration it had two nice rooms, a lean to kitchen with a cheap conservatory off and an ancient outside toilet adjoining. Upstairs was two beds, a 1970's avocado colored suite bathroom and an unused attic space with a tiny skylight.
`How much?',
`It's on at £285k'
`Whoa he'll never get that',
He smiled. `Look I think he'll accept an offer, let me call him. It's evening there',
`Hi, Sam?, Yeah, I'm good thanks, sorry to ring so late but I've a strong interest in the house, but it has to be the right price',
I hear him say `look, just get rid for me and quick, Ok?'
He rings off,
`So how does £215 sound?' He says,
`£180 sounds better' I say,
`Done, but only if you buy the Esplanade terrace as well ',
`Well I was thinking of £305 for that'
He calls them, it's another son, jeez does everyone die alone here?
`He says £315k as it is, everything, furniture contents, the lot.'
'We've got a deal.',
That's £495k and I've got plenty left for doing up the wreck on Spencer Road.
I call Ben,
`I've two more for you Ben, same as last time, fast as you can push them, the agent will send you the details.
I call the lady we rented the holiday flat from.
`Hi, it's Chas here, remember me, yes we are great thanks. Look, I've bought a property on Royal Esplande, yeah opposite the boating lake, could you give me a breakdown of rental income and your fees please, yeah OK, maybe starting from October half term?'
I'll have the keys by end of the week, see you Friday'.
I call by on David and show him the agents details for Specer Square.
`That looks a great buy, the council are creating gardens instead of the car park so I might do something with the layout, a back to front swap if I can, but groundwork's for brown water might be an issue. I'll walk and look with you if you like?',
I call, Jeff the agent for the keys, `sure, call in, I've got an text from Melbourne with a thumbs up and a kangaroo, so He's happy',
David sees the potential,
`Yeah, we can do what we did on the Georgian one, build a bigger two story extension at the rear, maybe incorporate the attic, making it so the outside toilet is inside and we can utilise that soil pipe for whole house, new bathrooms on each floor. Sad isn't it how this old girl ended her years, look at this stuff. I'll get Rachel and George in to clear out the rubbish, and I'll get a house clearance guy in, might get a few hundred quid for it all?',
I clear the piles of newspapers and magazines from in front the sideboard and open the door. The cutlery draw has a silver flatware service, bone handled knives, hallmarked. I put it back.
`I'll measure up you keep looking around' says David,
I find a full dinner service, their wedding present and a tea service In the cupboard.
Upstairs on her dresser theres not much, but the right hand drawer I notice it's not as deep as the left. I feel under and there's a brass spring catch. I press it and a box falls into my hand. I open it and there's some jewelry, a pearl necklace and a few rings, and a signet ring, and a mans watch with a funny looking crown logo. I empty the contents into my pocket and snap the box back in place as I hear David on the steps. He measures and we look at the attic. David paces out the rear garden and sees the old overgrown garage.
`That means they'll have to keep the rear access, for a parking space, handy'.
We clear a path to the garage and peering in through a glass pane, inside is an old car. David laughs.
Make sure Ben adds all chattels' to the purchase, make the theft legal'
as he pats my trackies pocket with the jewellery in. Nothing gets past him.
I hang on to the keys, Jeff didn't ask for them back.
I get back to the flat, London has opened. I spill the jewelry onto the table, and rummage through. The watch is a Rolex, damn, not a sporty one though, the pearls could be plastic for all I know. The rings sparkle but could be glass. I put it all in a sandwich box and leave it, maybe Col would know? My cock twitches thinking of the caber tossing brute. Lucky Gerry eh.
A thought crosses my mind.
I email Alan to form a new company, Esplanade Metals Ltd, me and Gav as joint shareholders. Registered at a mailbox.
I get an e-mail back,
`If you go ahead with this then I'm done, I'll sever our connection informing regulators that it is for your non compliance. I'm having sleepless nights worrying about your tax situation, it could taint my career. I can't go on like this'.
I call him, he doesn't pick up.
He emails,
`No use calling me to smooth talk me. Here's a tax advisor I know, this guy could help you save money and be legal, Winston Smith, Tax advisor',
`OK, OK it wasn't because I don't want to pay it's that I just thought you knew enough to do it all, please work with the guy, send him my books and stay with me',
I was going to put `on my journey' but decided not to.
I get a call from Winston, he tells me his rates, I gulp, he says he usually saves clients double his rates and often a lot more. He seems savvy and street wise, not one `dear boy' in the whole conversation, my kinda guy. I'll meet him I a week when he's looked over everything.
I offer a small parcel of cobalt on the market. I get an offer higher than Gerry bought for. I reject it and cancel my trade.
I call Alan, he picks up `gotta be quick I'm in the office',
`OK, look Alan, thanks for Winston and can you form Esplanade Metals, soon as you can',
`Apology accepted, OK, gotta go'. He said.
In an hour the company is formed. Alan found a ready made shell called Esplanade Ltd. It even has its own NatWest business account, it's £1,750 well spent.
I transfer money in and use the LME public trading platform to make the bid for the Cobalt at way below Gerry's price, a lot lower.
About an hour later Gerry calls, `ah dear boy, I've had an undercut offer for the cobalt, I'm inclined to accept it, to crystallise our losses and save storage with the year end coming up',
`Your the expert, go for it, if your figures can take it Gerry',
I say, complimenting him and winding him up, perfect,
`Yes, well, that's to be seen, I'll accept the low trade, give our love to Gav,
`And to Celia', I say,
So the old dog is ripping me off somehow.
Gerry emails `ah a bit of luck, I got another offer for our Cobalt, a smidge higher but higher is better, I've accepted. TTFN',
I looked up TTFN tat ta for now' or see you later'. These oldies!
I asked Alan to look up the trade,
He came back with `MG Metals',
So that's how, he loses 50% on our partnership by selling at a loss but if as I suspect, he's behind MG Metals, then he's bought it back and can sell it on through that company keepin all the money for himself, so only I lose.
Two can play that game.
TBC