I laughed. “Five percent is a hundred million a year! And a prenup of nearly a billion dollars!”
Marissa managed to harden my rod again and rolled another condom on me. She said, “You spend four percent on transportation alone. See if riding my pussy is better than riding on a private jet. Help convince him, Ehlonna.”
As I slid into Marissa’s warm wet slit, the two of them took turns kissing me. When I was about halfway to climax, Ehlonna said, “Every week, you can have five new ladies from five countries. Everybody gets tested before we let them near you, so diseases won’t be a problem. We verify everyone is above the age of consent and in the country legally, so you have no worries there. The choice to use condoms or other birth control, or none, is up to you.”
I pulled out and asked, “What?”
“If you want to sow your oats, you can put dozens of babies in dozens of anonymous single moms. We’ll handle the paternity payments for another one percent. If you like kids and want to start a big family, I’m sure your wife-to-be won’t mind if you knock up her mother and aunt too.”
Marissa said, “We have the implant, but we’ll get them removed if you want.” I pulled the condom off and jackhammered away, driving my rock-hard pecker deep into her over and over. My cock pulsed as I pumped myself empty. “YEAH! UNGH! URRRR!”
I rolled on my back panting and struggled to speak. “One month!” GASP! “Let me try it…” GASP! “ … for a month!”
Marissa thought a moment. “If you want more than a month, you marry my daughter Leandra?” She showed me a short video of a young pretty blonde in a ‘schoolgirl’ uniform. “She turned 18 four months ago. Isn’t she just a little cutie?”
Somehow, she was even more attractive and arousing to me than the beauties I had just fucked. I agreed, “Very nice.”
Ehlonna licked my cum out of her sister as she reached down and rubbed her own pussy. I thought my erection supply was gone for the day, but I felt my dick move a little again.
Marissa smiled and said, “As you see, anytime you’re bored, we can give you a hot lesbian show too.” She licked her lips as she reached between her knees and played with her sister’s hair. “So, ten million for a one-month trial, UH! SO GOOD! UH! … and a hundred million a year if you have a great time?”
I glanced at the clock and realized I’d been there 45 minutes. That was 200 grand worth of my time, plus a day at ten million a month, roughly half a million dollars. I hadn’t been so happy, relaxed, and satisfied in years. I remembered I had nearly twenty billion, and realized it was worth it.
“Deal. I don’t like condoms. Have everybody use other birth control for now.” I removed my socks, shirt, and watch, then headed to the shower. By the time I turned on the water, I heard one of them climax, then the other.
They helped me wash and tried to get me hard again, but my member needed some ‘executive time’. They helped me dress and Marissa asked, “Would you rather have a date with Leandra tonight, a wild redhead who likes ropes, or a couple of lactating Latinas?”
Any of the three sounded great, but I didn’t think my package could handle another adventure so soon. I said, “I should get to know your daughter.”
I picked up my phone and pressed a well-used button, “Brian, clear my calendar for tonight, tomorrow too. I know, I know. The Senator and the Prince can reschedule. I have something more important.”
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By the time I finished a phone call, the two of them put on panties and bras and straightened up their hair. I turned and saw Ehlonna put on a gray and pink pantsuit, as Marissa put on similar one in gray and light blue. Instead of wanton whores, they looked like proper office workers as they followed me into the limo.
I told the driver to follow Marissa’s directions as we went to pick up my future wife. I dozed off on the way, and one of them nudged me awake. Ehlonna was on her cell and said, “Your scheduler wants to know my EPR before he’ll tell me anything. What’s an EPR?”
I explained, “Employee Position Rank. It’s a number from one to twenty. I’m the only twenty. Let me talk to him.”
She handed me the phone and I said, “It’s me again, Brian. Marissa and her sister Ehlonna are my new Entertainment Coordinators. For personal matters only, they have EPRs of 16, like you, VP level. Cooperate with them, and give them any schedule or travel information they need.”
I handed the phone back. When their conversation was over, Marissa said, “Thanks Mr. Tomkins.”
I smiled and replied, “My dick was in you half an hour ago. Call me Larry.” The three of us shared a chuckle.
Ehlonna said, “I want to be sure we have our information correct. Your usual private jet carries up to 9 passengers and has a small bed in back. Your limo carries up to 12, and you have four guest rooms in your penthouse?”
“Six bedrooms in the penthouse and I use one for an office, so yes.”
“Good, we should get to know your likes and dislikes, so we can help you get the best ah … service. Would you like to arrange everything, choose which people entertain you on which day, and what activities you’ll do?”
“I plan and choose far too much already. I mainly like women around 20 to 35, in most colors and shapes, but trying new things might be fun. I’m not into drugs, tattoos, or obesity though. Other than poop or vomit near my face, gay orgies, or serious pain, surprise me. You really wore me out. Let me get a nap until we reach my building.”
She shook me awake in the parking garage, then my security chief and I pulled up the rear of the parade to the elevators. I was a little confused, wondering why there were six females in my entourage, instead of the three I was expecting. As we got to my door, I said, “I’m done for the night, John, but the ladies may be leaving later.”
He said, “Very good, sir.” I heard him say over his mic, “Tommy is home from camp. Repeat, Tommy is home from camp.”
I smiled at the simplicity and my inane codename. They even used public CB radio frequencies. Anybody could buy a CB and listen in for little more than lunch money. They sought invisibility through mundanity, and it worked. Thousands of school-age scouts sent similar radio messages every day, and millions of non-scouts tried hard to ignore them. That’s part of the reason I donated money and radios to all the local scout groups.
As I walked into my penthouse apartment, I told the ladies, “Make yourselves at home. There are snacks and drinks in the kitchen. Let’s get comfortable and have a chat in the living room.”
I sat in the middle of a sofa with Marissa and Ehlonna on either side of me. Marissa pointed out the younger ladies to me. “You’ve seen video of my daughter Leandra. Her brunette friend is Sherry, and the younger redhead is her other best friend, Shannon. The taller redhead is Wanda. Everybody already knows Mr. Larry Tomkins from his company’s advertising.”
I thought Wanda was about average-looking and around age 30. The rest of the ladies were beautiful, especially lovely blonde Leandra.
“Leandra and Larry will be dating twice a week for a month, then he’ll decide if he wants to accept our offer and marry her. Ehlonna and I will arrange entertainment for him the rest of the time.