My phone rang and my secretary said, “There is a new client on the phone that is insisting on speaking to you.”
I said, “I am really busy with tax extensions right now. Can’t she speak to one of my staff?”
My secretary said, “She said to tell you that Candace Thomas is on the line and that you would take the call.”
I immediately replied, “Put her through.”
I picked up the phone and said, “Hello Mrs. Thomas. To what do I owe the honor of speaking to you directly?”
She laughed and said, “Please, call me Candace or Candy.”
Candy took on a more solemn tone and said, “Well, as you know Mr. Thomas passed away last month and I am really concerned about my finances and the possibility that the government is going to take over 50% of my money.”
I said, “No I didn’t know that. I’m sorry to hear that.” I paused for a moment as I thought of this poor woman losing her devoted husband. I had never seen a more devoted husband than Richard Thomas. Although I had never met Mrs. Thomas I had golfed with her husband on several occasions.
I continued, “I can shelter a lot of your money but not as effectively as I could have if we had set up trusts, wills and other shelters before your dear husband passed on.”
Candy said, “I know Randall, I know. Just do what you can. When can you meet with me?”
I said, “I can cancel appointments for you. When can you come in?”
There was a pause and she said in very sincere voice, “Any chance you can come up to my home and meet with me in the home office? That is where all my paperwork is.”
I said, “Sure, what time works for you?”
Candy said, “Can you swing by Friday night on your way home from work? I am going out later in the evening but I can get ready while you pour over the books.”
Candace Thomas owned Thomas Jaguar and Thomas Mercedes and was so wealthy she did not know what to do with her money. From the photos I had seen she was also a strikingly beautiful woman and had retained most of her beauty even as she moved into her late 30’s and now early 40’s. Her husband had been a few years older than her when they married but he was nowhere old enough to have passed away from old age so I suspected his lavish lifestyle had led to his untimely death. He had put on a lot of weight the last time I had seen him. I had heard they both had put on some weight but men seem to pay for it with their lives.
The housekeeper showed me to the study and I waited for Candy to come in. She walked into the study wearing a robe with her hair in curlers and no make up. I almost didn’t recognize her. Her hair looked silly in curlers but her face was beautiful. She was heavier in person so I assumed some of the photos I had seen hanging in her dealership were dated but she still looked great. I usually do not find women to be more beautiful without makeup but her smooth soft complexion looked better naturally than it did with makeup. I got up, shook her hand and said, “It is nice to finally meet you in person Candace.”
She pulled me to her, wrapped her arms around me and said, “Give an old friend a hug. We might just be meeting face to face for the first time but you knew my husband for years.”
I have heard that scent is a stronger trigger of emotions than any other sense and I went through a series of emotions as we hugged. Her robe had that fabric softener smell that made me think of settling down. Her hair smelled like that freshly washed smell that reminded me of waking up to a woman in the shower beckoning me to get out of bed and join her. I have no idea what perfume she was wearing but it danced on my senses and had me enjoying the unexpected hug. I put my arms around her and hugged her back.
To be honest I am not comfortable with physical contact unless I am very familiar with the person. It takes me years to give a woman a hug but I felt very at ease putting my arms around Candy and just letting the hug happen. I was lost in the emotions, lost in my thoughts and lost in memories when Candy said, “My late husband talked about you all the time but he seems to have failed to mention how handsome you are. Let me pull out a list of my assets, my bank accounts and everything else you need and I’ll go finish getting ready.”
She released me from her hug and I suddenly felt like I had known her my whole life. I felt warm and aroused and the feelings I had confused the hell out of me. As uncomfortable as I was with human contact I just did not want this hug to end. She proceeded to pull out leafed book after leafed book and said, “Okay Randall, do your magic.”
Candy left me in the office for over an hour while I dug through her files. A game plan, a plan of attack so to speak was already running through my mind and I was fairly confident I could save her a lot more than I had quoted on the phone. It would require tying up some of her money and making it inaccessible but I’m sure she could live off a little less cash to avoid losing it. I would need to take a few things back to the office but for the most part I was done for the evening.
I was writing down my ideas when she came back into the office. She said, “Can you keep the government away from my money?”
I said, “I sure can. I actually have exciting news. I think I can shelter most of your money. I had made a few suggestions to your husband a few years back and it looks like he did everyone of them. We will need to act quickly and it will tie up some of your money but your losses will be minimal.”
I looked up from the notepad I had been scribbling in just as she asked, “And your fee?”
Candace Thomas was dressed to the nine. Her hair was all made up, she had light levels of make up and just a hint of red lipstick. She wore a black dress that looked like it was glued to her body. It was strapless and had nothing on her shoulders so from the front I could not figure out what was holding it up. She wore high-heel black shoes that gave her a look of being a woman who knows what she wants and gets it. She looked stunning for an older woman.
I said, “Fee?”
She said, “Yes silly, I assume you’re not doing this work for free.”
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I said, “I could never live with myself if I charged such a stunningly beautiful woman a single penny for the work I just did. Where are you going that you dressed to kill like that?”
Candy walked over to where I was sitting and said, “Randall are you flirting with me?”
I turned red in the face and this surprised me because I thought blood was leaving one head for another head. I said, “I didn’t mean to Candace. It just slipped out. It’s just that, it’s just that you look beautiful.”
She stood right in front of me now and was looking down at me. Our eyes locked and she said, “I am going to a ball tonight without a date. My invitation is for two. Do you have a tuxedo?”
I said, “Yes, I have one in the office and one at home. The one in the office is black.”
She reached down, tilted my head up by putting her hand on my chin and said, “Excellent, you will go to your office and get the black tuxedo. You will then accompany me to the ball as my date.”
My head was spinning. Her perfume, her beauty, her prowess, her assertiveness, and the dress all seemed to render me to a very suggestible state. I looked back at this goddess and said, “Yes Candace.”
She held my eyes and said, “Call me Candy because I can be quite delicious.”
I said, “Yes Candy.”
Candy said, “I love a man who says yes Candy. Before you go we should discuss what you’re feeling right now.”
I smiled at the lovely being that stood before me and said, “Yes Candy.”
She said, “Ooh, I love when you say that. I want you to continue looking into my eyes and relax for me. Do you think my eyes are beautiful Randall?”
I said, “Yes Candy, very beautiful.”
She said, “They can be quite relaxing too. When you look into them you notice how relaxing and irresistible they are and you feel you could not look away if you wanted to. And of course you have no desire to look away because you know that would displease me. Displeasing me displeases you doesn’t it Randall?”
I said, “Yes Candy.”
Candy said, “It pleases me to see how relaxed and how sleepy you are becoming. Your eyes are growing so tired now and your body desires rest. Don’t worry about my living trust, don’t worry about your tuxedo, just clear your mind and focus only on my voice and only on my eyes. As you do this you will continue to please me and become ever sleepier still.”
I was in her office and the lights were on all the way so I could read the small print on the documents she had provided me but the only thing I was aware of were her eyes. She said, “Good Randall, look deep into my eyes. Look past the surface and deeply into my eyes as I look deeply into yours. Feel my eyes enter your mind so that my words have infinitely more power than your own thoughts. Look deeper and deeper and give into your desire to sleep. Resist sleep no more and surrender to me Randall, surrender to me.”
I felt my eyes close and knew she had just entered my mind. I wanted her so badly that I doubt I would have resisted if she had told me what her intentions were but she had quite sneakily hypnotized me and I had never seen it coming.
I heard a door open and a voice suddenly thundered loudly, “Ms. Candace Thomas and guest.”
I opened my eyes and realized I was wearing my black tuxedo and was seated in the passenger seat of Candy’s Jaguar. We had just pulled up at the ball and I had been awakened by the man announcing our arrival. Candy handed him a note and the man read, “Mr. Randall Huntsman and the future Mrs. Randall Huntsman.”
Candy said, “Ah, that’s better. I like the way that sounds don’t you?”
I said, “Oh yes dear. When did we decide we were getting married?”
Candy said, “Hmm. Right after you told me how much you wanted to make love to me and how you thought of yourself as the consummate bachelor.”
I said, “When did I do that?”
Candy said, “Right after I hypnotized you in my office. We had a very nice chat and I decided you would be perfect to be my next husband. You do remember me hypnotizing you don’t you?”
I said, “I didn’t realize that was what you were doing but yes, I do remember. But that seems to be all I can remember.”
Candy said, “Do you remember you once told my husband that he was the most attentive and loving husband you had ever seen?”
I said, “Yes Candy, I do remember that and I still believe that.”
Candy said, “I know someone who will be even more loving, more attentive and more submissive to his wife than my late husband ever dreamed of being. That someone will worship me, worship the ground I walk on, and will live happily ever after as my husband. Do you know who that man is?”
I knew. I couldn’t remember what had transpired when she had hypnotized me but I knew the person she had just described was me. I said, “That lucky man is me isn’t it?”
Candy took my arm and said, “Come on lucky man. I want you to meet my circle of friends. I believe you will recognize some of them as your clients. Do hold onto me and let everyone see how madly in love you are with me.”
I clung tightly to her arm and replied, “Yes Candy.”
We strolled into the ballroom and as everyone looked to see who her new man was she whispered into my ear, “And tonight when we get home you can show me how madly in love you are in the bedroom.”
I couldn’t wait! I turned to the love of my life and said, “Yes Candy.”