Max gently tugged the reins, steering the carriage into Hyde Park. A casual glance over his shoulder told him that Mr H and Miss E were still locked in the passionate embrace, which had begun at Tower Bridge and continued through the streets of London. Finally, after what had seemed to Max like hours, they came up for air, gazing intently at each other as if their lives depended on it.

"What do you want to do now Mr H?"

Jonathan smiled, his gaze still locked on Jennifer. "I want to ravish this young lady!"

Max rolled his eyes to the heavens. "Oh boy!"

As Max gently urged the handsome white horse to resume his gentle trotting, Jonathan and Jennifer resumed their embrace. Jonathan slid his hand up Jennifer’s sweater as their kisses became more passionate. Jennifer responded by sliding down until she was lying across the carriage’s padded leather seat.

Jonathan briefly removed his lips from hers. "Are you sure you want to?"

She smiled and whispered softly. "Yes!"

Max tried to ignore the noises, which were emanating from the back of the carriage. He’d hoped that it would all be over quickly, but on the third circuit of the park, they were still going strong and showing no signs of fatigue.

Jennifer wrapped her legs around Jonathan’s waist as the speed of his rhythmic movements increased. The explosion was imminent and when it came, they were engulfed in it together. As it slowly subsided, they held each other close, reluctant to shatter the special moment in which their relationship had been consummated.

Jennifer gazed up at Jonathan. "I love you, Jonathan Hart!"

He smiled at her, rubbing his nose playfully against hers. "I love you…Louise Tobin!"

Jennifer pulled away, ready to give him a sizeable piece of her mind, until she saw the mischievous glint in his sapphire blue eyes and the cheeky grin spreading across his face.

"But I love you even more…Jennifer Edwards!"

Max glanced briefly over his shoulder. "Mr H, I have to get this rig back to the Royal Mews by 3pm!"

Jonathan sighed. "OK, but before we go, can you do one more thing?"

"What’s that Mr H?"

"Take us once more around the park!"

Max rolled his eyes to the heavens. "Oh, boy!"

Sydney Opera House was playing host to a season of operas and music by Wagner, one of Jennifer’s favourite classical composers. As a surprise for their last night in Australia, Jonathan had managed to get tickets for the opera. Jennifer was thrilled. In fact, before setting off from the hotel, she had spent a whole hour showing Jonathan her appreciation.

Now they were sitting side by side in the centre of row H and Jennifer was buzzing with excitement. Jonathan, on the other hand, was dreading the whole evening. He always pretended to Jennifer that Wagner’s music bored him, but the truth of the matter was that it made him feel incredibly horny. The first few bars of ‘Die Valkyrie’ were enough to make his brain migrate to his trousers!

He groaned loudly as the lights went down and the conductor tapped his baton on the podium.

Jennifer leaned over and gently squeezed his leg. "Darling, are you alright?"

Jonathan stared straight ahead. "I’m fine…I’m just a bit stiff!"

He glanced at her and suddenly wished he hadn’t. She was wearing a low cut dress, which displayed her ample cleavage to perfection.

She leaned closer to him, inadvertently brushing her hand against his crotch. Suddenly, she discovered the root of Jonathan’s problem.

"Darling, is that an erection?"

Jonathan glared at her impatiently. "No, I rolled up my programme and stuffed it down the front of my trousers! Of course it’s an erection!"

Jennifer smiled sweetly. "I think it needs my immediate attention!"

Discreetly, she unzipped his trousers and moved onto his lap, keeping her eyes focused on the stage. Jonathan encircled his arms around her waist as she slowly began to move against him. He buried his face in her thick, glossy auburn hair as her movements settled into a gentle rhythm, accompanied by the rustle of her dress’s long taffeta skirt.

Jennifer’s movements quickened with the tempo of the music, causing Jonathan to tilt back his head and grit his teeth. Jennifer whimpered softly as she felt herself getting perilously close to orgasm.

As the moment of truth arrived, Jonathan gripped the armrests of his seat and groaned loudly. "Oh, Yes!"

At the same moment, Jennifer gripped the headrest of the seat in front and let out a piercing shriek, almost giving the elderly occupant a heart attack.

Jonathan opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling. As he did so, he spotted a microphone suspended overhead. At the same time, Jennifer moved back into her own seat and picked up her programme. A single sentence on the front cover caught her eye.

It was Christmas Day in the Hart household and the celebrations were in full swing. All the presents had been unwrapped and a seasonal lunch consumed, leaving Jonathan and Jennifer in the mood for fun and games.

They were sitting on the living-room floor; both clad in matching white towelling bathrobes (a thoughtful gift from Jennifer’s father).

Grinning mischievously, Jennifer handed a large, neatly wrapped package to her husband.

"I thought I’d save this until after lunch!"

Jonathan tore off the brightly coloured wrapping paper to reveal a wooden box. Stencilled across it in ornate gold lettering were the words ‘MONOPOLY – DELUXE COLLECTORS’ EDITION’.

"This is a wonderful surprise, darling, wherever did you get it?"

She smiled enigmatically. "That’s for me to know and you to find out! Now, do you want to play?"

Jonathan winked at her. "Yeah…but let’s have a game of ‘Monopoly’ first!"

Jonathan reached across the board (which, like the box it came in, was made of wood) and placed a ‘Hotel’ (which like all the other pieces, was made of solid gold) on the space marked ‘Boardwalk’.

Jennifer ignored his expression of smug satisfaction and rolled the dice, getting a ‘six’. She picked up her play marker (the Scottie dog) and moved it along six places.

Jonathan pounced. "You’ve just landed on one of my properties on which I happen to have recently placed a ‘Hart Plaza’ hotel! You owe me…$6000!"

Jennifer groaned. "But I only have $3500!"

Jonathan was ruthless. "$6000 Mrs Hart…if you can’t pay your debt, I win!"

"Would you take a cheque?"

"No!"

"How about one of the major Credit Cards?"

Jonathan moved in for the kill. "I want $6000 cash, Mrs Hart!"

Jennifer counted her meagre stash of cash and was about to concede defeat when she suddenly had a brainwave.

"Mr Hart, maybe we could come to some kind of…arrangement!"

"Look darling, just hand over the cash!"

Jennifer loosened her bathrobe and let it slip off one shoulder. "Maybe I could pay you with…me!"

Jonathan shook his head. "I’m sorry, but all payments must be in property or cash!"

Jennifer exposed her other shoulder. "I’m offering myself to you as payment!"

"No Mrs Hart, rules are rules!"

Jennifer shrugged off the bathrobe and leaned across the game board, breaking Jonathan’s playing piece (the battleship) out of jail, demolishing two ‘Hart Plaza’ hotels and a row of houses with her ample breasts.

Jonathan’s hormones began to override his desire to win. Gazing at what was on offer, he grinned wickedly.

"Now that’s what I call a ‘Community Chest’!"

Jennifer moved closer. "I owe you $6000 Mr Hart…that’s a lot of sex!"

Jonathan, his hormones now overriding his brain, discarded his bathrobe, pushed the ‘Monopoly’ board out of the way and pounced on Jennifer.

" Mrs Hart, I’m going to make sure I get my money’s worth!"

Jennifer wrapped her legs around his waist. "I’m gonna be worth every cent, Mr Hart!"

Jonathan and Jennifer stepped out of the elevator into the ‘Hart Industries’ parking garage. It was nearly deserted, the only car still parked there being the Harts’ shiny new silver BMW. As the walked towards it, Jonathan took Jennifer’s hand.

"Hey Mrs H, fancy a quickie?"

Jennifer turned to face him. "What…here?"

Jonathan laughed. "Actually, I was thinking we could drive down to Dodger Stadium and do it there!"

Jennifer swatted him playfully. "You are so bad, Mr Hart!"

As they approached the car, Jonathan encircled his arms around her waist. As their lips met in a passionate kiss, he gently lifted her onto the car hood and slid his hands up her skirt.

"You are so beautiful, Mrs H!"

Jennifer wrapped her legs around his waist, closing her eyes as he entered her with a single powerful thrust.

Stanley Frieson had offered to keep an eye on the network of security cameras while the security guard went to get himself a snack. Sitting in the darkened room, surrounded by a bank of TV screens, Stanley suddenly felt very nervous. He was one of nature’s klutzes, like his father and grandfather before him.

The TV screens were showing images of empty offices, elevators and stairwells. The ‘Hart Industries’ building was deserted. Stanley sat back in the security guard’s padded leather chair and relaxed…until something caught his eye. Leaning closer to the screen marked ‘Parking Garage’, Stanley watched two figures, who appeared to be fighting with each other. One had the other pinned down on the hood of a car.

Stanley used the camera’s zoom controls to go in for a closer look. Now he could see the figures were a man and a woman and he recognised the car as Mr Hart’s new BMW.

Jonathan and Jennifer came to an almost simultaneous climax, letting out loud groans as their passion soared to new heights. After a quick pause to catch their breath and re-arrange their clothes, they got into the car and drove off.

Stanley walked into the hastily convened staff meeting clutching the precious videotape. Waiting for silence, he placed the tape into a VCR, which was connected to a huge TV screen, then he cleared his throat.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, last night two people were caught on the security camera in the parking garage. They appeared to be fighting."

Jonathan put up his hand. "Stanley, I didn’t know there was a security camera in the parking garage!"

Stanley puffed out his chest smugly. "A camera was installed two days ago, sir!"

Jonathan shifted uneasily in his seat as Stanley switched on the VCR and his BMW appeared on the screen. Two people then appeared and began to ‘fight’. The large screen made the image much clearer and for the first time, Stanley could see what was really going on.

Jonathan glared at him. "Stanley, I want to see you in my office…now!"

As Jonathan and Stanley left the room, a voice from the assembled group of staff called out.

"Smile, you’re on ‘Candid Camera’!"

Stanley Frieson stood up and cleared his throat, puffing out his chest with pride. He was conducting a meeting of Sales Managers from all the interlocking companies, which made up the giant conglomerate that was ‘Jonathan Hart Industries’.

"Ladies and Gentleman, I hope you have all had a good journey here today. Welcome to the Headquarters of ‘Jonathan Hart Industries’!"

Jonathan glanced up as his office door opened and Jennifer entered. She was wearing a full-length trenchcoat and a pair of patent leather stilettos, which didn’t seem to go with the coat.

"Hi darling, this is a surprise!"

Jennifer smiled at him as she unfastened the coat and shrugged it off her shoulders. Apart from the stilettos, she was completely naked.

Jonathan stared at her for a moment, taking in the sight of her incredibly beautiful body. Finally, he was able to speak.

"I take it you’re not here to discuss the sinking funds!"

She smiled wickedly. "Actually, I wanted to discuss the Rise at Roger’s Ranch!"

Stanley picked up a long wooden stick from the table and pointed it at the white screen behind him. A Line Chart was being projected onto it using an Overhead Projector.

"This chart shows how our overall profits have soared in the last 12 months!"

Unnoticed by Stanley, or anyone else in the room, cracks were appearing in the ceiling above their heads. Small flakes of plaster were already beginning to fall, but they were all but invisible in the darkened room.

Jonathan and Jennifer had started on Jonathan’s padded leather chair and progressed, via his desk and the sofa, to his pride and joy – an elegant glass topped coffee table. It held up to the strain remarkably well until a particularly powerful thrust from Jonathan sent the naked couple slithering across the slippery glass surface and deposited them with a resounding thud on the floor. Undaunted, they continued their merger.

A heavy thud caused several of the Sales Managers to briefly glance at the ceiling, before returning to Stanley’s riveting monologue on the continuing success of ‘Jonathan Hart Industries’.

Jonathan and Jennifer were going at it so vigorously that they failed to hear the soft cracking sound as the floor beneath them began to give way. As they reached the moment of truth, an ear-splitting thud echoed around the office as the floor finally collapsed under the continued onslaught of their lovemaking.

Stanley was stopped in mid flow as a large chunk of plaster landed on the desk in front of him. Everyone glanced up at the ceiling as it gave way in a cloud of white dust. After a few moments it cleared enough to reveal a naked couple, who had landed right in the middle of the long wooden table.

Stanley took off his glasses, wiped them on the sleeve of his jacket and replaced them on the end of his nose. Ignoring the amazed looks and gasps of the ten Sales Managers, he nodded towards the naked couple, who were blushing beet red.

"Mr and Mrs Hart…nice of you to drop in!"

"Darling, where are we going?"

Jonathan ignored the question and kept his full attention on the road ahead. He was driving especially carefully to avoid inflicting too much wear and tear on his vehicle – a shiny black 1950 Ford convertible.

"Darling, please tell me where we’re going!"

Jonathan glanced across at her. "It’s a surprise!"

Jennifer had just about given up hope of finding out the mystery destination, when a brightly-lit neon sign came into view. Three words were clearly visible: -

"DRIVE-IN CINEMA".

Underneath, in smaller letters were the words: -

"SHOWING TONIGHT – ‘XXXX’ RATED MOVIES!"

Jonathan parked the car in a prime spot with a good view of the screen.

"Well, here we are Darling…this is your surprise!"

Jennifer glared at him. "Did you see what it said on the sign as we came in? They’re showing Porno movies!"

Jonathan smiled sweetly. "I know…I’m getting a hard-on already!"

"Well, if you think I’m going to watch some bimbo flashing her over inflated silicone breasts and tight little ass all night, you have another thing coming, Mr Pervert!"

Jonathan fought to keep a straight face. "Wait until you see the leading lady…she’s really hot! Boy, I wouldn’t mind introducing her to Mr Wiggly!"

Jennifer gave him a sharp dig in the ribs. "When you’ve finished drooling, you can take me home!"

Jonathan grinned. "We can’t go now, the picture’s about to start!"

Moments after the lights went down, plunging the deserted Drive-In into darkness, the first image flickered onto the huge screen.

A beautiful redhead was slowly unfastening the belt of her towelling bathrobe to the soulful strains of a Saxophone. Shrugging off the garment, she turned to face the camera.

Jennifer gasped in astonishment. "That’s me!"

Jonathan’s only response was a loud groan as, in the next scene, Jennifer stepped into the shower and began to slowly rub shower gel all over her naked body. She was soon joined by her leading man (Jonathan, giving an Oscar worthy performance), who, being a perfect gentleman, offered to take over the application of the shower gel.

The film climaxed (literally!) with half an hour of gratuitous sex, which took place, like the rest of the film, in the confines of the shower cubicle.

This cinematic gem (entitled ‘Wet & Wild’) was followed by ‘Please, Mr Postman!’ (in which Jennifer played a housewife who received a special delivery from Jonathan, playing the title role), ‘Housewarming’, (in which Jennifer played a Real Estate Agent showing Jonathan around a house and having sex with him in every room), ‘Dr Love’ (in which Jonathan and Jennifer indulged in a game of Doctors & Nurses), ‘Naughty Business’ (in which Jonathan and Jennifer played high powered business executives conducting a merger) and ‘The Rise At Roger’s Ranch’ (in which Jonathan and Jennifer went riding together…without horses).

By the time the film show was over, Jonathan had become a raging torrent of hormones. The normally supercool, intelligent, levelheaded CEO of a Multinational Corporation had turned into a horny, sex crazed teenager. Jennifer had also undergone a startling metamorphosis from highly intelligent, multi-lingual author and journalist to eager, passionate teenager.

Almost in unison, they climbed over into the back seat of the car and locked in a passionate embrace. As they kissed, Jonathan slid his hand up Jennifer’s skirt. Suddenly, she pulled away, giggling. "My father expects us home by eleven o’clock!"

Jonathan grinned wickedly. "When we get home, I’ll call him to apologise and explain that we ran out of gas!"

The elegant 1950 Ford convertible rocked rhythmically as the Harts got down to business in the back seat, creating their very own Feature Presentation.

THE END

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