The first thing that hit me stepping out of the airport was the heat. I was used to heat, but the hotness in Texas was much different. The humidity greeted you with a surprise punch to the face. Every breath was a chore at first but slowly I got used to it.

“It’ll just be a second,” the man at the counter said smilingly, “Your rental should be pulling up soon.”

I thanked him and turned around. I don’t know how I’ve done it but I’ve gotten a job with Magnolia as a project manager. I’ve even met Chip and Joanna – through Zoom – but I’ve nailed that interview. Since the begin of their new TV network, they were busy with producing, maintaining, their new and upcoming shows. They needed a hand with their flagship operation which was their construction company. Chip kept all control for the demo and construction since he was very hands off on the TV side. Joanna was swamped with the TV side of things and needed help in managing the nitty gritty side, procurement, planning, hr, etc. I was gonna be put in charge of that and report directly under her.

I was ecstatic! Not only was I a fan but I reported under Joanna! Well since she was super busy I didn’t think I would see much of her but I could hope. I all the time wondered she was cute and funny. Chip also struck me as a laid back and funny guy. In the interview he said as long as the job gets done on time he wouldn’t micromanage. Joanna however was very hands on but needed to learn when to stay out or as she put it in the interview, “when i need to put out.” Before laughing at her Freudian slip.

I told her, “Don’t worry I’ll tell you when you need to put out.” The joke landed and they both laughed.

Chip immediately exclaimed, “You’re hired!”

That’s how I found myself sweating my brown ass off waiting for a mid-size sedan that sure took its time in Waco.

“Maybe ‘soon’ means something else here,” I wondered.

As quickly as I wondered that the car pulled in. I went with the driver to check out the car. She had to just be out of high college. She was short and skinny. She had short blond hair pulled up in a bun that peeked through her cap. Her ass did fill out her business shorts.

“What brings you to Waco?” she asked as she showed me the miles on the vehicle.

“Oh, I got a new job offer” I told her nonchalantly, “at Magnolia.”

“Oh yeah, my parents say that it was the Gaines that built this town. Waco was pretty small before their show blew up in popularity. It’s good and bad. Don’t get the wrong idea. I love the Gaines but sometimes the people here get fed up with them.” she said, “All done, just sign here.”

I drove to my hotel to shower, put my luggage away, and rest a bit before heading down to the Magnolia offices to introduce myself. Part of the hiring agreement is that they would provide a house that they would be renovating plus a car. The house was an amazing perk, since housing was very limited in their area. The catch was that I had to be there at least 5 years which I gladly took. I didn’t see myself getting another career.

The car, well they would also provide me a car free of charge which was very nice of them to do. I did have a budget but the catch was they would need to go with me to get the best price. Ahh celebrity perks. I checked into the hotel and my room was pretty nice. I foresaw long days ahead trying to wrangle what they described as “an avalanche of unforeseen problems” so all I cared about was that the bed was comfortable, which to say it was. After showering and cleaning up a bit I saw that I had a voicemail from Chip. He wanted to know if I arrived safely and to give him a call back which I did.

“Hi John!” he greeted me, “hopefully I didn’t disturb you. It sounds like you got in ok. I hope the hotel is nice. Let me tell you the house will be nicer.”

“Thanks again for the house. I appreciate it.” I said

“Don’t thank me yet. You still haven’t seen the amount of work you have to do.” He chuckled, “Listen, don’t bother coming into the office. We don’t want to rush you. Besides Jojo and I aren’t in. We wanted to ask you to come by for super. It’ll be a while before you eat a home cooked meal and best of all Jojo is cooking!”

“I don’t want to intrude,” I said

“Nonsense! We’d like you to come in. We want to show you around and get to know you outside work. It would be our pleasure.” He offered.

I took him up on his offer, besides I could take a power nap and catch up on some needed sleep. He was also right. I would be living out of a suitcase for some time. My stuff was in storage. I would be eating out until the home was ready. Thank goodness they would be paying the hotel.

* * *

Their house was enormous, I mean they had a big family so it had to be. It looked straight out of a movie. The yard was perfect. You could see the enormous ranchland behind it, it was pristine. Joanna greeted me at the door.

“John! It’s nice to finally meet you in person!” She gave me a long strong hug. For being such a tiny woman she was strong. Chip quickly came behind her and I shook his hand.

She had her raven black hair down and styled. Her petite figure was dressed in a tight fitting floral dress and some black leggins. She was barefoot.

“Glad you’re able to join us,” he said. “Super should be done in a minute, please join us in the back. We have some refreshment.”

Chip was a enormous mess of a man. Wild red hair and beard. Thick body. I don’t know how he wore a flannel thick top in the heat. He was barefoot with cargo shorts.

While walking to the back he showed me around. There was a picture of the first house they remodeled. He told me some behind the scenes things, we laughed and joked around. Joanna called us in and a gorgeous and painstakingly set up dinner table greeted us. The smells coming from the food made me salivate.

The food was delicious. The fried chicken was the best I ever had. I joked that I tried following the same recipe but it didn’t come out as good.

“Oh that’s because we use our own grown chickens. Happy chickens make a happy and delicious meal.” Joanna exclaimed.

I asked, “Where are the kids?’

“Oh some of them are sleeping at friend’s houses. The older ones live in their colleges they visit about once a month.” Chip explained.

“Such a big house, how do you keep up with it?”

Lately we haven’t, we’ve been so busy.” Joanna said, “Not having a tv helps but work keeps us busy. That’s why we hired you. We’re stretched too thin and eventually you will be too. You’ll have to hire help as well.”

After dinner Chip, Joanna, and myself retired to the living room. There we talked. I asked do they watch shows?

“Sure, we have tablets,” Chip said. “We’re not technologically enabled.”

“Chip likes to make his own words.” Joanna said.

“I sure do.” Chip chirped in.

After discussing life and how it had brought us together, Chip did a big manly yawn and said, “Man, I’m beat. Listen before you go to the office. Can you swing by the job site tomorrow morning? I’d like for you to meet the guys on my team. I decided that I’d like for you to be my procurement manager as well. We’ll discuss pay later but it’ll be nice for the guys to have one on one time with you.”

“That sounds like a deal,” I said. “Was dinner a ploy to get more duties assigned to me?” I asked, showing a bit of my northernness with the word dinner instead of supper.

“Maybe.” he said, “we’ll see you tomorrow. I’ll leave you to chat with your bossman. Good night Jojo. I love you”

“I love you too,” she replied with a peck on the mouth. Chip scurried off and Joanna and myself were left alone.

“I don’t want to talk about work, not this late,” she said. “Let’s see what’s on the old tube.”

She lifted herself off the couch to grab her tablet and a couple of blankets. She sat a few seats away but her bare feet were right next to me. They were peeking out from her blanket. To my surprise a screen came down and a projector started to play a movie.

After a while she cooed, “My feet are a bit cold do you mind?” and as she said it she slid her feet under my blanket and stretched her toes to be inside my shorts underneath my thighs. “That’s better.”

My heart was pumping a million miles per hour. She had said things innocently enough. Maybe this was the southern hospitality I’ve heard so much about. She began to wiggle and massage one of her feet up my shorts. I instinctively adjusted myself to give her better access. I looked at her face. She had her mouth pursed to a tight “o” as she was concentrating on getting to her goal. She pushed my loose boxer shorts away with one of her feet and planted her toes next to my sack. I saw her mouth wrinkles change and move upward to form a devilish smile. She looked at me and moved her other foot to the front of my shorts. She began to trace my quickly hardening cock with her toes.

The pleasure was intense. I didn’t care that she was married, my boss, whatever. I wanted her to keep going like that forever.

“Let’s get you a bit more comfortable. Take it out please.” She pouted at the end of please. She was adorable. I did as was told and she gasped. “I’m going to enjoy our time together,” she whispered. Both her feet were massaging my 6 inch cock. “You’re so thick.” she whispered. I took one of her well pedicured feet in my hand and kissed it.

“Naughty! Kissing a married woman’s feet!” She teased, “but please I slaved over a hot stove for you. Give them a little massage.” I did as I was told. I sucked her toes. They had recently been painted black. I massaged her arch, squeezed her heel. Each time I did something she moaned. “Chip doesn’t do this as often as I would like. Would you like this to be added to your job expectations?”

“Yes, Jojo,” I said.

“It’s still Joanna to you but if we ever become one then I’m Jojo.”

She slid down and got on her knees. She got in between my knees. “This is your sign on bonus,” she joked.

She began to kiss, and lick my shaft. Her nails caressing my balls. Her warm tongue keeping me up. She began to kiss the top and lick it. She began to pull my foreskin back and play with my glans. Without warning she took it deep in her throat. She gagged but kept it down there. All the time keeping our eyes locked until she got it down further. I tilted my head back in pleasure. She made gagging sounds but wouldn’t stop. She finally came up for air. She began to tell me, “Slap me with that cock.”

I did, each slap beckoning a moan from her. She kissed it all over. And began to stroke me. Faster and faster until I came on her dress.

“Yes baby!” she exclaimed, kissing me. Our tongues dancing with each other as a Texas thunderstorm raged in the background.