Keeping His Promise (Year of the Billionaire Part 3) by K.C. Falls

the girls I met weren't interested in much more than sport fucking anyway. We all pretty much had our eye on the prize. By the time I was in the MBA program, the women I met were just as driven as the men. Domestic bliss was a very low priority."
    "But something . . . someone changed that." I said softly.
    "Elsa and I graduated together. We were friends. I had all the start-up capital I wanted. My father is not generous in his affection, but money is different. I had enough cash at my disposal to do pretty much whatever I wanted."
    "I started the firm and hired several of the stars of the class to work with me. Elsa was one of them."
    Tristan looked tired. He wasn't used to this kind of conversation and I could see that it was draining him. "Why don't we take a little break? I don't know about you, but I could use a bite to eat."
    He looked relieved. "Thanks. I'd appreciate that. I know a place I think you'll love."
     
    Six
     
    We headed out of Oak Park and through some more of the urban landscape. I was surprised when the countryside was soon all around us.
    "This is just an illusion," Tristan told me. "This green belt we're driving through is surrounded by dense suburbia. It just happens that parts have been kept clear."
    "It's a beautiful drive. Where are we headed?"
    "To another place from my youth. A very happy place." He turned off the parkway onto a long drive that eventually led to the entrance to Brookfield Zoo. "This is one of the world's greatest zoos. I loved coming here as a kid, but in the last twenty years, there has been so much progress. The animals aren't caged up in sad little spaces, here the habitats are incredible."
    "How did you know I love zoos?" I was delighted. There wasn't much I'd rather do than spend the beautiful afternoon seeing lions and bears and apes.
    " Our wild monkey sex was a clue." He reached over and tweaked one of my nipples, causing them both to instantly come to attention. I thought a break from the heavy morning was a good idea. Playing at the zoo was a great way to take a break. "It won't be gourmet dining, but we can get a decent sandwich here. We'll have to decide which animals to see. We can't possibly do the whole place in a few hours."
    When we got to the gate, we studied the map and decided to go to the "Great Bear Wilderness" first. I have always had a fascination with polar bears and Tristan told me Brookfield had one of the finest exhibits of the great white beasts in the world.
    "This zoo has been around since the thirties. My mother used to come here with her family. She told me that her older brother would always bring marshmallows to throw to the polar bears, who apparently have a sweet tooth. She said he would throw whole bags of them into the exhibit just to watch the bears tear the packages open and gorge on the sugar."
    "Obviously, in this day and age, that isn't allowed anymore."
    "Better for the bears, I guess, but it sounded like fun to me."
    We hopped on the 'motor safari' and wound our way through the vast park. The gardens and fountains were a treat in and of themselves. Autumn chrysanthemums filled every available flower bed and lent their own brilliance to the russet and gold palette of the day.
    The bears didn't disappoint. We laughed like children watching them play. Viewing from the underwater lookout, the grace of the big animals under the surface was marvelous and delightful to watch. The grizzlies looked as ferocious as their reputation and they, too, cavorted in their own personal water park.
    We walked over to the wolf exhibit where visitors can get into a concealed blind and observe the pack.
    "It isn't hard to spot the alpha male, is it?" Tristan remarked as the obvious leader passed by.
    I put my hand behind him and pinched the tight cheek of his ass. "No, he's standing right beside me. The 'king' is hard to miss."
    "I'm glad you recognize that," he answered with mock superiority. "We don't want there to be any question about who is number one,