Mr. Metals secret fantasy: Maria and Sue show up one day. Maria is carrying a Forbes Magazine, Wall Street Journal, and a Robb Report just for fun. Sue is carrying a bottle of champagne for her and Maria, and a bottle of Crown Royal for MM (the bubbly stuff is OK in MM's opinion, but nothing beats the King of all ryes). MM flicks on CNBC, and monitors Stockwatch pretending to ignore the antics of the ladies, as they do a fantastic striptease for him. He watches the intraday charts with one eye, and peeks at the ladies with the other. He tries to control his desire, and although he knows that today he can make mucho moola, he toys with the idea of joining the girls. Suddenly, his stocks start to go crazy soaring through the roof, the girls are shouting at him, "Take your profits big guy". MM showing great control, holds off the ladies, until he feels he has maximum profits. He sells and makes a bundle, the ladies cheer, and bounce up and down in their full naked glory. MM has had enough. He can't control his urges any longer, and says "Hey ladies, how about going long on me?!?!?". The ladies giggle, and start to undress MM. They engage in torrid sex, and all the time, Maria and Sue are reading off the ticker on CNBC, and giving him Market Updates. MM is quite happy and can't believe his luck.
"Honey it's breakfast time!!", his significant other says. MM wakes up with drool dripping from his chin, to hear the last of his moaning. His bed sheet looks like he is under a tent. He wipes the drool off, waits for a minute or two for his body to calm down. He goes to the kitchen, grabs a cup of coffee, and sits down. His wife asks, "What was all that yelling and screaming last night?" MM replies with a sheepish grin, "Oh, I had a dream that I was being blown apart by the market. The market was gyrating wildly up and down, up and down. The market was ferocious, and wanting to suck me for everything I had, almost tearing the shirt off my back. It was terrifying and exciting at the same time."
His wife says, "Honey, I think you need a vacation." MM replies with a smile, "I guess I do. Maybe we should get to sleep early tonight." His wife replies, "Sure honey, but we won't do anything and get right to sleep." MM smirks and says, "That's fine with me." MM goes to his computer, flicks it on, and turns on CNBC in time to see Maria give a report. He thinks she is looking at him, in a knowing way and at the end of her report, her smile gives him a thrill. Another fine day, he thinks to himself. |
