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I knelt down and kissed her legs, then stood up and slid my dick inside of her, moving in and out slowly. I held on tightly and Linda bucked her hips wildly. After a while, sweat was dripping from our bodies, as we pounded into each other in fluid motion until she was about to cum. Then I suddenly stopped.

“What the fuck are you doing?”

“Lay down.”

Linda lay down on the bed and I laid down next to her. Linda’s breasts seemed to glisten and her nipples grew harder as I ran my tongue across them. Linda got up on her knees and started kissing my chest, my stomach, and finally, my dick.

“I thought you said we didn’t have time for that?”

“Shut up.” She stroked it, kissed it, ran her tongue along the length of it, before easing it into her mouth. Linda opened her mouth wider and began to suck. I gently grabbed her head and began moving it slowly up and down until it disappeared inside her.

We looked into each other’s eyes. “That’s enough of that,” Linda said, and I reached for her face and pulled her toward me. Our tongues became entangled in passion. I kissed my way down to her body, lingering at her nipples before continuing my way to her pussy.

“What are you doing?”

“Returning the favor,” I replied and slid my tongue inside her. I spread her lips and tongued her clit. Linda grabbed my head and held it in place.

“That’s enough of that,” I said and entered her with a little force. I put the weight of my body on my arms. She arched her back slightly and began to rotate her hips. We began to move faster and faster like we were in a hurry, which we kind of were. Her body began to quiver and I fucked her harder until we both came. After a quick shower together, which led to more fucking, we got dressed and headed back to the office.

On the way there, I remembered that Linda said she wanted to talk to me about something. “So, what did you want to talk to me about?” I asked.

“You’re a good accountant, Tavarus. You’re sharp. You have a way with your clients. Too good to be wasting your talent here. Have you ever considered going into business for yourself, stop working for somebody else and opening your own firm?”

“Sure I have. I do a little bit of work on the side. I figured I’d get some experience here, build up a clientele, then break out.”

“Just how much more experience do you think you’ll need?”

“I don’t know. A couple of years I guess. Why?”

“Well, some of us have been talking about breaking out and opening our own firm. We’ve been feeling out some of our clients. Testing the waters, you know. I know that at least two of my clients will go with me if I break. I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of paying the other mans’ bills with my talent. I look at it this way. I earn the money, why shouldn’t I make the money? We wanted to know if you were interested?”

“Who is we?”

“Robert and Jamel,” she said. They were the only other Black accountants at the firm.

“Sounds like a slave revolt on the plantation.”

“Not a revolt. More like runaway slaves,” Linda said smiling.

I took a minute to ponder the possibilities as we pulled into the parking lot. I’ve been thinking about going on my own for years. But I never gave any thought to opening a firm with Linda and them. There were definite advantages to throwing in with somebody, the least of which being cost. But I had questions. “What about Robert and Jamel? Do they have clients willing to go with them if they went on their own?”

“Yes. Robert is sure he can pull Allied Steel and Holt Construction and you know Jamel has a lock on Atlanta Communications, and he thinks he can get Sun Engineering.”

“Impressive.”

“You interested?”

“Maybe. What kind of timeframe we talking about?”

“First of the year. Third quarter at the latest. We plan to stagger our departure. In accordance with our client’s new fiscal year.”

“How long y’all been planning this?” I was amazed that this was going on and that it had progressed to this point. And they appeared to be well-organized and committed to making the move.

“About six months now, I guess,” Linda replied sheepishly.

“Six months!” I said in a combination of astonishment and attitude. “How come you’re just getting around to telling me about this now?”

“We were all set to ask you when Allan left. Me and Robert were talking in the break room about how it would serve them right, if the four of us were to go into business for ourselves right behind Allan, and Lester walked in on us.”

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