Chapter 12: My Assistant Paloma

I started “Hola la mujer...” Then, I continued speaking in Spanish to them. I told them I loved each of the 12 girl’s cheroots so much I had to travel here. To meet everyone that makes them. I want to greet every one of you in person to show my appreciation. The department will get larger as more people buy cheroots. I will use Miss Gloria to show you how I will greet each of you personally. It is a great honor for me to great each of you.”

I had Gloria stand at a casual parade-rest. The purpose of this was for Ox to get up-skirt videos of each woman’s goodies. To also get up-blouse vids of their boobs from underneath. They are all tiny women. The position thrust their titties out in front.

The women here are shorter than at home. They ate a more normal diet diet. They had fewer pounds on their hips, ass, and breasts. Food was expensive and harder to come by, so they were a bit thinner. With the short skirts and the healthier physiques, you could see from the floor all the way to heaven on each girl.

They wear thin white tops that are midriff length. Being cropped off short for summer comfort, you can see their titties looking up from below. There is not a pair of big tits to be seen; they went from small to really tiny. Their titties are all A and even AA size.

They are all wearing short, thin cotton skirts in tans or light blues. It’s hot here. These places get quite hot. Their style of clothing is absolutely necessary because of the conditions. This is why there are few men in this area. Both the skirts and blouses are naturally air-conditioned. They are loose and open at the bottom and top - and they have to be so thin that they do not hide much at all.

I leaned towards Gloria and put my hand out like I was going to shake hands. I held her hand momentarily as she became muddled. I leaned in kissed her on the lips, and hugged her using one arm.

As I did this, Ox began providing an up-skirt and down-blouse view of all of Gloria’s splendor. OMG. Gloria’s vulva is simply magnificent to behold! She has a heavy dark bush. Through the miracle of alien photography, her pussy was seen in great detail.

Gloria’s blouse was longer and tighter at the bottom which meant a down blouse view was required for her. She has a nice cleavage, so that view is possible for her. My kiss is semi-momentary, so it seems innocent to observers.

Ox started Gloria’s up-skirt video from floor level. Wow, it seemed forever to go from the floor right up to Gloria’s fuzzy black-haired crotch. I could discern where her slit was, but I couldn’t see any goodies through her curly mat. That’s an extremely fine-looking pussy. Its shape looks so plush and welcoming. He then panned it under the back of Gloria’s skirt so I had an excellent ass view which barely included her rosette. I bet that feels cool in the wind.

I noticed women that as the women stood, they seemed to have their legs apart naturally. It seems they do that to keep their female parts cooler and drier maybe?

Wow. MacBreen is one lucky motherfucker. I almost thought about stealing Gloria. Her thighs, legs, and pussy are to die for. She has long, perfectly formed legs. No, I can’t. The long-term fallout of that could be harmful to the company. I needed MacBreen here as manager. The man was that good, even if he did screw some of the help, which was normal for Earth 19. Morals are flexible here.

I’d asked Gloria to stand with legs apart, one foot, and hands together behind her back. I asked the women to line up in parade-rest just like Gloria had done.

I went down the line shaking each girl-woman’s little hands and kissing each wetly on the mouth and hugging them.

The parade rest position caused their little titties to tilt upwards.

Ox took long, detailed videos of each young female. Their position displayed their little pussies freely. The underside view of their pointy little titties was lovely as well. I liked their under-tittie views and near-bare pussies, as any 15-year-old male would.

As I walked down the line, each girl became muddled. I kissed them each with moist lips. I slid my hand up their backs as I kissed them.

When I finished the 12, I said, “Thank you. Now, if you would, all of you, please hug and kiss Mr Smith. Kiss your other supervisors, Senor’s Jorge and Juan, to show your bosses your praise for a job well done by them.

I started clapping my hands, and Gloria clapped along with me. She’s still muddled, the girls all started clapping too as they are muddled. Then, the girls swarmed the three clapping men. Clapping had become infectious.

Gloria did the same. Oops, I should be more careful with my commands to muddled women. The men had big smiles and boners from all the feminine attention. Telling the girls to hug each man took some time. That went way overboard. I think some women kissed each man twice, at least. It became rather frenzied.

By the end, every man and woman was breathing heavily. They all had roving eyes and the occasional roving hand by the men as well as the cigar girls.

One of the cigar girls came over to me with her hands out for another hug. She was sweet and so cute. I could not deny her a hug. I kissed the top of her head to make it look platonic.

Ox said, Her name is “Ainoa Val.”

I whispered, “Thank you, Miss Ainoa.” Her hug became a bit more intimate as she rubbed herself on me and pulled my slightly firm dick against her tummy. I had my arm around her back and was able to reach her right titty under her top and gave her tiny nipple a gentle tweak.

I sensed her thoughts. “He knows my name! Ohhh ... gooodd...”

Well, she thought I remembered her name, anyway.

The other eleven girls lined up for another go-around with me. By the time I got to the end of the line, my dick was so hard, it hurt, but worse, my fucking balls ached now. I had sneakily tweaked each girl’s nipple because, by now, everyone else was well-muddled. Damn, Ox! He put each girl’s up-skirt pussy video in my left eye as each of them hugged me more intimately.

This time I noticed most of their little pussy lips were now slightly apart. That showed various amounts of pinkness. I whispered each girl’s name to them and held my cheek to theirs for a second. None of the girls were very hairy down below. Only Gloria is furry, but then, she’s likely a bit older. I fondled all their titties.

The pièce de résistance was when Gloria came in again for her hug. I kissed her lips, and she tongued me back. I clutched her ass tight to me as she rubbed. I know I soggied my breeches from her. I think Gloria’s muddled mind had her line up as if she was one of the women. A monkey see, monkey do sort of thing. I would find out later that this had wound Gloria’s clock up extremely tight. She and poor Mr. MacBreen would be at it a lot today.

I palmed each of Gloria’s ‘C’ sized breasts and ran my fingertips across her nipples several times. I had to hold her up. The room began to have the odor of pussy. Lots of hungry pussies pushed out their olfactory essence. Gloria moaned and trembled in my arms as she had a mild cum.

The only thing that made this all OK was that every woman was still glassy-eyed and very muddled. They are very willing to be manhandled and kissed. The three guys obviously really enjoyed this. They had obvious boners, too.

Gloria and the girls had muddled them too well, maybe. There were silly-ass-looking smiles all around. It had been herky-jerky there at times, confused about what was expected. But it all came out fine later.

I knew nothing would ever be said about it as the men were married and the girls were not. They were all muddled, so their memories would be pretty dreamlike. If any of the girls and one man happened to fall into bed somehow, that was par for the course in this reality.

In the end, all of them had been dosed with ExoCytophagales or Exo’s. That was the main point of this exercise. I had also provided kinky vids of each small, dainty woman and Gloria, too. All this was for the entertainment channel. This would be a verifiable cornucopia of visual excess. Lots of young girls on semi-parade.

I did not see enough of the women just yet. I was too busy kissing and thinking about each. I would play them back some other time, maybe when I was buried in Rebecca’s fine tawny-haired pussy.

Being near Gloria, I realized that I needed and wanted a Girl Friday, an assistant much like Gloria. Rebecca would not do. She has her own business to run. Gloria seems taken, likely very well taken by MacBreen.

I need someone who can assist me in my thinking sometimes. She or they need to follow me around and write things down. Act as a foil. An executive should have at least one person in their entourage. Most of all, she needs to be a she and also very bright. She needed to be a multi-lingual assistant. One who will become a concubine so she can ride in the small ship with me and keep my secrets.

I said, “Ox, I need an assistant that can travel with me. Somebody we can turn into a conk. She needs to look the part and preferably speak at least Spanish and English. She must be unattached since I will travel a lot.”

He said, “Paloma Gálvez is Gloria’s twin sister. She got knocked up and later miscarried. She lost her job over that mess. Her boss fired her for having the gall to get pregnant with his baby. I overheard bits and pieces of this around town and put it together.”

He said, “This is a small town and his wife tossed his ass out, lock, stock, and barrel. The company he managed was in the wife’s name. The wife can get a new manager. He can’t get a new wife. She’s too angry to ever give him a divorce.”

“He paid his dues and has moved along as Suffolk is too small for him to get employment or sex here. He’d fucked Paloma over in more ways than one. Word gets out in small towns.”

“I don’t know much more about Paloma. Here are some nude videos of her. I know about her because of the factory and her connection to Gloria. I have had drones on her and Gloria for a while. Since both women are very pretty, at least one drone has been in their home constantly.”

“Your father became interested in them as they are both real beauties. When I searched back for ‘Gloria,’ I turned up a few of their conversations. She speaks Spanish and English like a native and is taller and slightly bustier than Gloria.”

Ox showed me Paloma is taller in the video, meaning the two women are not identical twins. Paloma is exquisite looking. She is tall and regal, with curly black hair that shines brightly. She has a remarkable size D rack on her with medium tan teats on the ends. Her tits wobble in a way that makes my mind blank just looking at her.

They are young and firm still, so the Exo’s would keep them exactly as they are - perfect. Paloma’s vulva is pronounced. That looks nice and comfortable for long, comfortable screws or all-nighters. Her inner lips are pronounced and lightly colored.”

‘Paloma’s height means she has long model-esque legs. She has Abso-fucking-lutely perfect legs!’

Ox then showed me the two women dancing for fun together in skimpy nightwear. She is a dream on a dance floor as her large breasts wobble enticingly from side to side. Her ass globes are bigger than Gloria’s, and she has more movements there as well, as they quiver a tiny bit.

I normally don’t like larger butts, but her skin is fine-looking with no stretch marks or lumpy fat areas. That quivering butt is prime stuff. She is positively a mouth-watering babe. If I had to guess, the two women were exactly half Spanish and half English, from their pale coloring.

Gloria extracted herself to take a personal break; she would meet up here after break time.

Smith took off for a break as well.

Gloria had run straight to MacBreen’s office and was in his lap in moments. I had inadvertently spun her little pussy up. That meant I could easily have had her if I’d wanted her. Paloma seemed the much more desirable and unattached choice.

I had Gloria’s soap opera in my left eye as my right eye was on Smith. He and I were talking about a lot of things and brainstorming. He needed to talk to the missus tonight, but we hammered out his executive pay and benefits. He was inclined to take the position I offered. He wanted to be my representative in Cuba. He told me his wife missed Cuba a lot.

Ox showed me a short vid of Smith’s Spanish-speaking wife, Lola. She’s obliviously Cuban as she speaks Spanish like a machine gun, very fast and staccato. She’s cute, and I think a good fit to act as a front for us. She speaks English almost as well as she does Spanish.

Smith met her down there, and she enjoys it here. She is a high-class little Cuban gal. She’ll obviously look forward to returning to Cuba. She could see her family again and enjoy a higher social status there.

Either George or John, Jorge, and Juan were good replacements for the next step. That still was under MacBreen’s purview. I just provided ideas and provided the financial impetus to do it.

Smith took off for a pee break, so I watched as MacBreen diddled Gloria’s magnificent black-haired cunt. She was getting close when he stood, dropped his flap, and sat back down. She sat right on his dick with a big “AAHHhhhhhhhh.”

MacBreen quietly said, “Gloria, I sure miss our afternoon meetings at your place.”

She said, “Brian, honey, You know I am trying to find Paloma a job. Her reputation was destroyed by her old boss. He took her virtue and then dumped her flat.”

Gloria said, “His firing her turned out to be a big mistake; Paloma was so pissed and told his wife about the shit-head’s behavior. Well, Paloma got fired and banned locally by the wife. She needs a job somewhere else in another area. I need her out of my tiny house. I have no privacy, and that keeps you away.”

Gloria gasped, “Ohhhhhhhhhh ... sweetheart, I, I, Iiiiiimmmmm therrrre honeeyyy...”

I watched him push her down firmly as he grunted up into her.