Billionaire and the Sisters Ch. 101

A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists - Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. This story could appear in a number of genres (Loving Wives, Incest, Lesbian, Fetish, and more) depending on the chapter, but the overall theme is Group, so I have applied this moniker to all chapters. Enjoy.

Chapter 101 - Hot Technology. Infidelity Leads to An Opportunity

Mark

I hosted a program review meeting on the Gigabit Cellular Technology or GCT program. We had the entire team in the executive conference room - about fifty people. While I hosted, Tom actually ran the meeting.

We had two test beds that were functioning far better than expected. One young woman reported on how they had tried to overload the system and get it to degrade or even fail, but to no avail. There was so much bandwidth and the PCM under-pinings for the use of the technology just adapted comfortably to whatever they threw at the electronics.

As each person or sub-team reported, Tom looked prouder and prouder of his staff. He was lavish in his praise, and made sure to give each person credit by name for what they'd accomplished. I could see that he was doing this with me in the room so that everyone knew the 'Big Boss' (me) had heard about them. I played my role accordingly, often engaging the people at our coffee breaks and adding my gratitude to Tom's.

The next moves were already charted out. We wanted to wire the entire city with GCT, and toss out some real technology into the real world and see how it behaved. Tom already had a team working with Verizon Wireless to make that happen. We pledged four thousand custom handsets that could handle the technology to them to get things going. As it turned out, some older phones could be easily and cheaply adapted to also use the technology.

The meeting broke up at five o'clock. Tom stayed behind and I felt he had some other agenda item he wanted to discuss, not at all uncommon.

Melanie went off to type up her notes and Sheila went to check on accumulated mail. Izzy breezed by with a handful of calls to return and messages for me.

I gestured Tom into my office. He followed.

I went to my desk and spread out my call slips. As I did, I looked up expectantly and said to Tom, "So, what's up?"

The silence between us forced me to look at him more critically. He was staring at me obviously in a quandary.

Finally, he spoke, "Mark, I know this might sound crazy, and I'm taking a risk here, but I want to ask Julie to marry me. I'm asking your permission. I haven't asked her, but I know she'd be in seventh heaven if I did. It's nothing disloyal to you."

I felt a flood of tears come to my eyes - happy tears.

I came out from behind my desk and hugged Tom to his surprise. Eventually, I held him at arms length, "God, man, you're like my brother. You don't need my permission. I love her and I love you. You two are a match made in heaven. It's hard not to see that you are both deeply in love. This will make everyone so happy."

Tom said, "I'm worried it might start a trend."

"Of what, marriages?"

Tom nodded with a worried look on his face.

I balked, "If people in the family find greater happiness by being tied to someone else by some vows and a piece of paper, more power to them. In your case, I hope you'll both still stay in the family. I love you and I love Julie. Every one of the rings we've given has had some kind of words to go with it to imply that we don't expect exclusivity or monogamy or total dedication. The rings are simply met as reminders that there is an intentional family that loves you and will always be there for you."

"Oh, I know. Everyone has told me that. I even reminded Julie of that last night when we were in bed. I think she knows me so well that I'm sure she suspects something like this might be coming."

"Then do it. Get her a nice ring too and do the whole 'on bended knee' thing. Also add in some flowers and a date night of some kind. Be extra romantic. Propose in some magical place."

Tom laughed, "I like your ideas, and thank you for being so understanding. Just so you know, my expectation and hope is that we will continue to remain in the family as full participants in mind, body, and spirit. Julie loves you and the others so dearly; I can't see my proposal and a shift in our relationship changing any of that. I love the others, but ... well, Julie is just so special to me."

"Children?"

"Julie has said she wants some - one or two. I do too. I've been such a hold out on the matrimonial front that I guess I'll end up raising my kids more like a grandfather, but I do want them. As you know I'm over twenty years older than Julie."

"Go do it," I encouraged. "Take whatever time you need to make it happen, and do some kind of wonderful honeymoon too. Build memories."

* * * * *

Melanie and Andy beat me Ankara bayan escort into the office the next day, a surprising occurrence since Mel normally rode in with me when we were at the condo. She left for work an hour before I had, and I'd wondered what was happening. They were waiting in my office with a young man Melanie introduced as Nat Sterling. I didn't know why they were here, but I made welcoming sounds. Izzy was moving around the office preparing coffee and some morning cookies in the small kitchenette on the executive floor.

When we all had coffee, Andy motioned to Melanie to introduce the morning, a point I'd been told to wait on a few minute earlier. Mel had more than earned her credentials as my head of special projects or whatever we wanted to call it that day.

Melanie spoke with authority I hadn't really heard in her voice before, "Mark, Nat's one of our research fellows in the commercial division's R