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who was confined to a nursing home. She died in her sleep three months later.

 
    Chapter 4
     
    At 7 a.m. each morning she slaps the snooze button on the alarm and rolls over for another five minutes. Most days she does this several times before finally getting up. This morning, however, was different. The day she had waited for most of her adult life, had finally arrived. She was going to be appointed as the CEO of her company. Marcia Bloom had no regrets about how this transpired. During her twenty-nine years, she often used her body to get what she wanted, but this was the biggest prize she has ever won. Playing Adam Hampton III turned out to be easier than she thought it would be. The first time he propositioned her she could see the hunger in his eyes. Not just lust, she was used to seeing that in men’s eyes; men who would simply move on to their next prey if they were turned down. No, Adam was different and he wanted her so badly that he’d agreed to give her a promotion to get her into bed. She didn’t consider the CEO job was to big a stretch. She’s been a VP of the company for three years and there were no other in-house candidates. Why shouldn’t she be the one to fill the position? She’d paid her dues.
    She and Adam had sex three times in four hours the previous night and it was only his overindulgence of his scotch/drambuie drink that kept him from coming back for more. He was by no means the best lover she had ever had, but he seemed to appreciate her body more than the others. He wasn’t big on foreplay but he screwed her like a pneumatic drill, his thrusts powerful and rhythmic. Usually Marcia didn’t like rough sex, but for some reason it was different with Adam. It was the first time in her life that she had multiple orgasms. She hoped that it would not be just a one-niter. Either way, at least she would have the job she so highly coveted.
    Marcia brewed a two-cupper while she showered and dressed. She chose a conservative navy blue suit, ivory white blouse and navy shoes with two inch heels. She spent an extra twenty minutes applying makeup and selecting just the right necklace and earrings. Everything needed to be perfect for her big day. When she was finished she stepped in front of the full length mirror tacked up on the bathroom door. As she moved from side to side she thought, Not bad for twenty-nine . Marcia was five-four and kept her weight around one-ten. She was blessed with an ultra-small wasp-like waist that gave her an hour-glass figure that women envied and men ogled. She gleaned the most benefit from it by wearing tailored suits to work. When a pretty face and great pair of legs were added to the mix, Marcia morphed into an A1 head turner.
    Finally, she sat down at the dinette table to drink her coffee and eat a sugared donut. She called Adam’s cell phone and was disappointed that she missed him. The message she left was to the point. When did he intend to announce her promotion?
    Marcia decided to wait for Adam’s reply at the office. She was too excited to drive herself so she called a limousine service. She brewed another two cups and poured the coffee into a small thermos for the one hour trip. The limo arrived at eight and at nine sharp she arrived at the office ready for what she expected to be the biggest day of her business career. Fate had an entirely different plan in store for her.
    E-mails were sent at 9:10 a.m. announcing that a staff meeting was scheduled in the auditorium for 10:30. Attendance by all senior managers at Hampton Industries was mandatory. Marcia was in her office when the e-mail arrived. She closed her eyes and visualized Adam getting up in front of the assembly to announce her promotion to CEO of Bretton Trading. She decided to prepare an acceptance speech, one that would be brief, be humble and show her gratitude. That shouldn’t be too hard , she thought. Well , maybe she would have to work on the humble part a little. What an exciting day this