New Beginning

It literally came to him in a dream. Now a year after his beloved wife, Grace had died, Devon James has been trying to occupy his mind with exploring the great mysteries of the universe. This week's diversion, was cold fusion.He had fallen asleep with an overly dry book explaining how cold fusion had evaded scientists for so long, but soon found himself dreaming of Grace. In his dreams, he got to re live how they met, how they lived, how they loved, and THAT night. The darkness. The snow. The deer in the road. Devon was crying in his sleep. But the moment before her car went over the edge, everything stopped. He found himself standing on that road, in the dark and snow, face to face, with his Grace. Grace stood there silently, smiling that way she only did for him. He was weeping and whispered into the wind, "I love you. I miss you. " she whispered back, I know. She crossed the short distance between them and h

Last Updated : 2020-11-01

The Spark

It had been months since Devon James had had the dream. Since then, his life had been a whirlwind of research and development, And now he had a working prototype. It was such an unassuming little thing a 4" Box with 2 leads. But this small device could provide all the electricity a small town needed for the foreseeable future. Devon sat alone in the conference Room on the 42nd floor of the Axion corporation waiting patiently for the CEO and their support staff. 10 of them walked into the Room and he knew as soon as he looked at the head of the table that he was in trouble. Her name was Faith Maxwell, And at 32 years old, she was one of the youngest CEO's in the industry. Her sheer beauty and statuesque figure lead to more than a few rumors that she had slept her way to the top. Only her top advisers knew, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that it was her ruthlessness, intelligence and drive that got her where she was today.

Last Updated : 2020-11-01

Charged Up

Faith and the board all started talking at the same time. In minutes, they had a plan of attack. Manufacturing, advertising, corporate partners. This wasn't their first rodeo and they knew it Devon had stepped back and was leaning against the wall in the shadows, waiting for the group to come to terms with what they had just seen. He knew what he had invented and he knew what it would soon mean to the world. "So follow me to my office, we will get the formalities out of the way. Then the full might of Axion will make you a rich man. ""If you are quite finished... this is NOT a standard contract kind of deal, This is cold fusion. This is governments, not box-mart. This is, 'do I want to work with you', not the other way around. "Faith was taken aback. It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to her in this way. She kind of liked it. "I am going to be very hands on when setting up the manufacturing process " Devon said. "I

Last Updated : 2020-11-03

Shock and Awe

News of Devon James and his Cold fusion generator spread quickly through the upper echelon of Houston society. His partnership with Axion made them the power players in the region and everybody knew it. For weeks now, banks, CEO's, titans of industry have all but begged to get a small sliver of the power they knew was soon to come. So when the annual Houston business gala was announced in the trades, Devon knew that this was the perfect time to take his place at the head of the table. His invitation had been delivered by special courier that morning to his new office on the 44th floor of the Axion building. He walked the short distance to Faith's office, opened the door and walked in without knocking. As usual, Faith was pouring over some of the new contracts for the manufacturing plant that they were retrofitting to mass produce his creation. Her long black hair was pulled back in a ponytail, perfectly framing her exquisite face. As i

Last Updated : 2020-11-04

Feedback

The night of the gala, Devon James waited in the limousine. He knew when the driver opened his door the escort Faith had found for him would take his arm and lead him inside to begin his reign as the top dog. He straightened his silk bow tie and smoothed down the front of his tuxedo. Then the door opened. Devon stepped out into the blinding strobes of the paparazzi. He felt a silky feminine arm entwine with his. Then he heard the last voice that he expected. Faith Maxwell whispered into his ear, "You ready?"He turned and what he saw caused his jaw to hit the floor. Faith's black hair laid seductively over her bare shoulder. The very low cut gown allowed the top of her perfect breasts to shine like moons in the flash of the cameras. The micron thin material of her dress clung to every exquisite curve. He swore with every pop of light he could see right thru to the very meaning of nirvana. She felt his eyes drink in wh

Last Updated : 2020-11-05

The Storm

On the limousine ride to his new penthouse apartment the tension was so thick that the driver started to sweat. Devon and Faith barely made it onto his private elevator when she slipped her arms out of her dress and it fell in a pile at her feet. Both of their hands were almost frantic working the various buttons and clasps on his tuxedo. When the elevator opened on his floor, they were both completely naked and clinging to each other as if their lives depended on it.Faith gave a little hop and rapped her legs around him as he grabbed her buttocks to hold her to him. Her arms were pulling on his neck to draw his face to hers. When their mouths met, their tongues began to dart and snake around the other like they had been designed to. As they melded into one being, he carried her across the floor and gently placed her in the center of the fur rug he had previously thought was austentatious but now thought he would have to thank the designer later.&nbs

Last Updated : 2020-11-08