How It Was That My Grandma Lilly Married The Finance Man

As told by my mother, told to her by her mother, my grandma Lilly. I'll relate it in first person, like my mother related it to me the night before I got married.

Grandma Lilly was a clerk in the operations department after the war. The 'old' man ran operations. Rumor was that he had a ball shot off in the war and that's what made him so mean. He was always dealing with vendors, some brought radios, others baseball tickets, one once brought a car, but it wasn't new so he rejected it. The 'old' man also had to take care of customers.

That's how the whole thing started. A customer was being difficult, and he didn't want a radio. "The customer kept looking at me, the 'old' man saw he liked me. He called me over. He let the customer look me over, 'do we have a deal?', the customer shook his head so the 'old' man closed the deal, 'go ahead you can have her'. (According to my mother, the 'old' man told his customer he could 'fuck' her).

The 'old' man's secretary saw that I was uncomfortable and she talked to her friend, the secretary of the finance man. She talked to her boss and told him Jennine liked me and didn't want that customer fucking me. To do something. Everyone knows that finance is for pencil pushers and pussies. But the finance man was smart, not like those idiots in operations.

The finance man told his secretary to call Jennine and bring me over. Finance was in the temporary Quonset huts across the parking lot so everyone saw me walked over to finance. The finance man asked me straight up he heard that the 'old' man wanted me is sales. Was that true and was I ok with it. Jennine pushed my shoulder, open up and tell him. I told him the 'old' man had given me to a customer. The finance man asked me to tell him, was I okay with that? No sir, I don't want that man to fuck me.

The finance man had his secretary draft up a certificate of ownership, which stated that he owned my pussy. It was full of legal overtones and the legal secretary notarized my signature. I went back to operations with the certificate in my hand and Jennine showed it to the 'old' man and told him the finance man owned my pussy, and no man messes with another man's property.

The 'old' man sent me to tell the finance man I was demoted to finance, with pencil pushers and pussies. Six months later I was sent to bookkeeping school, and when I got my certificate I the finance man called me in. Well, he said to me, you can tear up that certificate of ownership you now have a real one. I felt the world ended, he didn't like me. He called his secretary to take me to the lady's room and find out why I was crying.

If you have it in your mind that your my pussy then we're going to have to fix that. He called in Jeb the tax man, Jeb get ahold of your cousin tell him I need him. Jeb called his cousin, the Justice of the Peace for the county, he showed up with his court clerk and she sat and filled out the papers. You sign here and date it, you sign here and date it."

And that's how a 19 year old girl married the finance man of the company.