Update on the Pre-nups

I haven’t written about the pre-nups in a while so I thought I’d update you.

Jennifer accepted the pre-nup against her attorney’s advice. It basically says if she cheats, she gets nothing more out of me, but if I cheat, nothing happens. No fault divorce is the division of property the same as when we got married.

Amelie’s first offer was a standard pre-nup: if I cheat, I give her half of my net worth and if she cheats, she gives me half of her net worth. I didn’t like that, so I countered with if she cheats, I get half of her net worth, and if I cheat, nothing happens. She hasn’t responded to that counter-offer yet. No fault is the same as when we got married.



I forgot to mention that today Amelie hired an Administrative Assistant for herself. After she hired her, she brought her in to meet me.

Her name is Sahara. She’s 24, has three years experience, and she’s absolutely stunningly gorgeous. She was wearing a tight blue polka dot dress that showed off her body. Very nice. She’s a Brahmin Indian she says, and I believe it seeing that she has tan skin, black hair, and greenish blue eyes. What a stunning combination!

When they were leaving my office, Amelie turned to me and winked. I know she’s got something in mind for me and Sahara, that crafty young lady.


Today at work

I managed to finish the ad and get it off to the graphic design company for final editing. I left at 2:30, too, so that was alright.

I managed to get in another 45 minute workout today. I tell you, a daily short workout like that with a hot shower in Amelie’s 6 spout shower really takes the stress off and energizes me.

Today, I discovered the wonders of Perrier water. I normally drink spring water all day (that, or tea), but Jennifer offered me a lime-flavoured Perrier and it was just excellent. It’s my go-to drink now. I’ve ordered some from Amazon for home.

Tonight, I’m going to stay in and get Doordash from the local curry house. I’m going to relax with a couple of pipes and a couple of glasses of Scotch after a hard week’s work.

It wasn’t hard. This is easy money.


Ah, It’s Friday!

It’s Friday today, so it’s a short day. Amelie says she’ll be quitting about 2:30 today. I’ll be following her out the door.

Last night, Daniel (my driver) drove us to the fancy Italian restaurant in town. We had almost exactly what we had last time we were there: Avocado and Ricotta crostini, Tuscan onion soup, Osso Buco (which was 3″ thick veal leg shanks with the bone still in. Fall off the bone meat! Very good!), and Tiramisu. We went through 2 bottles of Barolo with dinner.

Today, I’m just going to be working on the ad for the franchises. I’ve decided to not just put them in trade magazines, but in franchise magazines and everywhere I can. I’m going to get Jennifer to find some appropriate magazines. I’ll approve them and she can post it. Before that happens, though, I have to finish the ad then have it sent to a graphic design company for tweaking and perfection. I’m hoping to do that today.

Lunch today should be good. Clyde, Amelie’s personal chef, made shooter sandwiches which are beef and mushroom and cheese sandwiches that British servants used to make for their Masters for hunting. They’re great because I can eat them at my desk. That means I can work out during lunch break instead.

I’ve got to get a shave, a beard trim, and a manicure this weekend.

Tonight is a night alone again, which I’m looking forward to. The girls are going to stay home, drink wine, and laugh.


My Second Day at Work

Well, I got into the office this morning and had received a ten page fax from the yacht management company about the usage and statistics on the yacht. Everything from usage data to varying rental rates, a very detailed breakdown of total expenses, etc. I’m going to have to look at it Monday. Today and tomorrow, I’m going to finish up this ad.

I’m just going to work on the trade magazine ad for franchising, then work out. Clyde is here, so he’s going to be making us lunch. We’ll work until about 5, then I’ll go home and get ready to go out to the ritzy Italian restaurant with the girls tonight.

Jennifer is working out great. She’s wearing some very provocative clothing around the office which is great office eye candy for me. Not only that, but she knows exactly when to get me tea or water or food, plus she handed me my fax this morning and is calling the business jet management company this morning to get a detailed breakdown of the usage of the company jet.

The limo got detailed yesterday and looks great. The Jaguar was put into climate controlled storage for the winter. I’ll break it out when all this snow buggers off.


My First Real Day at Work

I drove the Range Rover into work this morning. I wanted to drive my new Jag, but the snow is still bad here.

This morning, I was looking over Amelie’s Dad’s plans for the company and he wants to gut the company by selling off every single branch of his lingerie company. I didn’t like the idea, so I called him and asked him if he still wanted to maintain control of the company. He said he did, but he didn’t want to expose himself to the risk of a prolonged recession. I told him his best option was to franchise all his branches; we would pay for the building, the first stock, the equipment, advertising, and the support while the franchisees would take on all the risk. He loved the idea since the buildings and stock are already paid for. He’d still maintain control of the stock and the franchisees would just order from an available line up that he pre-approved. So I designed an ad for some lingerie trade magazines for franchises for sale. Hopefully, they’ll sell quickly. He’s got a lot of these stores all over the world, so hopefully we can sell them all before the recession gets too bad. I’ll have to travel to do photo ops with the franchisees when they buy it, but I signed up to do this job mainly for the travel opportunities, so that’s fine.

I get a one hour lunch break and brought my workout clothes with me, so at lunch, I went to Amelie’s gym and worked out for 45 minutes then showered in Amelie’s bathroom – you know, the shower with six spouts. What an experience that was. I’m really looking forward to getting clean every day in that shower.

This afternoon is more designing of the ad, then sending it off to a graphic design company to tweak and perfect it before we post it in the trade magazines. Tonight is a night alone.


Our Christmas

Well, we’ve had our Christmas at Amelie’s place and man alive did I ever clean up.

I was driven to Amelie and Jennifer’s place by Daniel in the Cadillac limousine. It’s time for another detailing for that car.

Because it’s the 27th of December, I had no problem asking Daniel to drive me in the limo to their house. It was, technically, a work day after all. I was going to take the Range Rover, but I knew there’d be drinking, so I got Daniel to take me instead.

We sat under the 18 foot Douglas fir with a glass of sherry. First, we wanted to let Jennifer open her gifts. She got an Alexander McQueen purse from Amelie and an Alexander McQueen wallet from me. We were going to get her Balenciaga, but with their latest scandal and how sickening it is, we went with McQueen instead. I also bought her a Lady Rolex Datejust. When she saw the Rolex, she cried. She knows how much I love Rolexes. Jennifer also got a new pair of Christian Louboutin stilettos from Amelie as a “back up pair” and a brand new beautiful mink coat for winter. Hopefully she won’t need it next year because we’ll be on the yacht. But this year, she’ll be nice and warm and look great.

Then it was Amelie’s turn. We basically got her the same thing. I got her an Alexander McQueen purse and Jennifer got her the matching wallet. I also bought Amelie a Lady Rolex Datejust. She doesn’t wear watches and I told her now that she was president of the company, she had to have one. They were both very appreciative.

Then it was my turn.

Amelie and Jennifer bought me a Rolex GMT Master II Rootbeer in 14K Rose Gold. I said to the girls, “this is a $75,000 watch! What are you doing?” Amelie said, “it was only $60,000. And you need a good business watch. No offense Daddy, but you can’t wear a stainless steel watch to business meetings.” She was right and heck, rose gold looks really good on my wrist. The watch was even sized perfectly.

Jennifer got me several things. She got me an antique lighter from 1929 and an antique pocket watch from 1925 from the thrift store. I praised her for buying such thoughtful gifts at a darn good price. She also bought me a beautiful new curved pipe from Amazon for a couple of hundred dollars. Then she presented me with a bag that contained ten Calvin Klein French cuff shirts in various colours and 10 sets of cuff links. The links are amazing. Some are old French coins, some are miniaturized Paris manhole covers, they’re all very stylish and cool. They’re all in Rose Gold, too, so they go with my new Rolex. Finally, she got me an Armani three piece silk suit in black pinstripe. It needs to be tailored, but it looks beautiful. My pocket watch will look great with it.

Then for the piece de resistance.

The girls invited me out to the garage. Right there was a 2008 Jaguar Super V8 in indigo with an ivory interior. I said, “how did you find one? I’ve looked everywhere and they’re nowhere to be found!” Amelie said, “that’s because you were looking for a 2005 12 cylinder. They stopped making the 12 cylinder engines in 1998. I knew that and didn’t tell you because I wanted you to be looking for the wrong thing and never find it. That would give me time to buy it.” I just said, “what a clever girl!” She mentioned the colour and said she couldn’t find black so she got it in my favourite colour, indigo, which I think looks spectacular – much better than black. She said she got the 2008 model because there were many upgrades, including Bluetooth and video screens in the back seat while the interior and exterior remained virtually identical. She bought it from Florida and had it trucked here, so they had to change the speedometer to kilometers per hour and while they were doing that, she had the Bluetooth updated to 5.3, the satellite radio hooked up, and the satellite television hooked up. It’s an extended wheelbase (so it could easily be a two passenger limousine) and it’s got a Supercharged 5.2 liter V8 engine that puts out as much power as the V12 used to. It only has 32,000 kilometers (20,000 miles) on it — one owner, an old man, who died recently and it was sold out of his estate.

I was absolutely thrilled with it and took it for a drive immediately. What a beautiful car. The handling and power are exactly what I would expect from an old Jag: perfect. I’ve named her “A.J.” for (A)melie and (J)ennifer, her buyers. It’s the extended wheelbase version, so it’s perfect to become a two passenger limousine.

After that, we had a couple of glasses of cognac, I puffed my new pipe that I lit with my new antique lighter and we just talked. We decided (or rather, I did) that we had spent too much money this Christmas and that, like at my parents’ place, we’re going to cap Christmas spending at $25 per person. Capping it at such a low amount really forces you to think about the gift you’re giving.

After cognac, we had dinner. Clyde, Amelie’s personal chef, was back from Christmas holidays. He made us a turkey dinner with homemade stuffing, sauteed brussel sprouts, sauteed mushrooms, whipped potatoes and a ton of gravy. We had pumpkin pie for dessert. It was a great meal, but I didn’t have any wine with it because I knew I was driving.

It was a beautiful Christmas. I can’t wait to marry these girls.

After I sobered up, I sent Daniel home and drove my new Jag home.

It’s back to work tomorrow, though, and I’d probably drive my new Jaguar into work if it wasn’t for all this snow. During the day tomorrow, Daniel is taking the limousine into get detailed while I work. Tomorrow evening, the Jag is going into climate controlled storage until spring.


Christmas, again!

Today, I’m headed to Amelie’s place to open gifts with them. I’ve got to pile all of mine into the Range Rover and head there at about 9am. I’m just hoping the roads are better plowed than they were yesterday.

We’re going to open gifts when I get there and then Clyde, Amelie’s personal chef who is back from Christmas holidays, will be making us a turkey dinner. I can never get enough turkey. I love the stuff.

My grandson is doing well. He really cleaned up for Christmas. He got all sorts of new toys and new blankets (he has an obsession with warm blankets). He did very well.


Edit: Daniel drove me in the limo.