Chapter 51: State of Affairs

Ava can’t get any more pregnant than she is and that’s one reason I like preggos. They’re uninhibited sexually. If they trust you are healthy, they won’t insist on the use of condoms. Bare back is always a better sensation for the male. Another aspect of pregnant women I admire, their pear shape is extremely sexy. Especially if they’re carrying my child. They’re shape conspicuously advertises how they got with child in the first place. In other words, you know they put out, and it’s not hype. They’re wearing a sign you can trust.

Ava was anxious to leave and give her mom a glowing account and she departed early the following morning, only to quickly return with a sister in tow. Ava has attached herself to me, and to us as a group, and she craves sex. Ava is a sexy ball of HOT fun. No need at present to be gentle with her. Until her final month, she can accept my full length. Her recently turned fifteen year old Maeve, is just as hot in bed. I had Maeve twice and Ava again before lunch. Sin and Teresa laugh at me. Call me a kid in a candy store with a pocket full of pennies. Penny, Penelope, the fourteen year old sister arrived just in time for lunch and to perform as delicious desert. I called Leticia, to congratulate her on her beautiful daughters and to thank her for the warm welcome. Now that the appetizers have been served, when can I expect the main course?

Leticia laughed. In a happy and relieved way.

“Can you handle such a heavy meal, so soon after a three course brunch?”

“I enjoy an enormous appetite.”

“I’m pinching myself! I can hardly believe my good fortune in finding and attracting such a man. When would you like me?”

“I have an appointment with the seller’s representative shortly after four pm. His plane is scheduled to arrive in Tortola at three, and it takes most of an hour to get to the boat and make the passage to the island. My great wish, is for you to represent the local inhabitants in our negotiations. It is to our mutual advantage and interest for us to become well acquainted in advance and present a united agenda. We have, let’s see ... three and a half hours available, minus any time lost waiting for your arrival.”

“Get yourself naked and on the bed, sugar. I’m wearing only a cotton smock and my shoes. Nothing beneath. I’ll be on top you in ten minutes or less. I need no foreplay, I’m more than ready already.”

Let’s hope this afternoon’s negotiations go as well as fucking Leticia did. Once again, my belief that quality of the pussy has nothing to do with arbitrary standards of appearance, is reinforced. Leticia is a loving woman, a LOT of loving woman. My experience is, women who enjoy food also enjoy sex. Beware the scrawny ascetic who orders just a salad on a dinner date. Leticia obviously enjoys food, and her pussy enjoys being plundered. Unless she’s displaced by an even more phenomenal fuck, she’s the island’s queen, in my book.

“Mr. J... ? Thank you for flying down on such short notice.”

“Mr P... ? Well met sir! My principal appreciates your prescient acuity and acumen. Your refusal to be dissuaded by the dysfunctional island realty and opting to bypass obstacles, approaching us directly is refreshing. If I understood correctly, you prefer not to dicker. If a fair price is offered, you’ll pay cash in full? Am I reading yesterdays remarks correctly? Excellent. Then this is the lowest price my principal will accept, providing your acceptance is immediate. A yes or no is called for, and here is the figure written out on a formal offer. Excellent, and thank you sir. Sign here to formally accept. How will you pay? Wire transfer? Better and better, sir. Deposit to this Swiss account, please. May I treat you to dinner to celebrate? I’ll just book a room, wash the plane off, and scrape off the bristles. See you in a few.”

“That was fast! How much did they discount the original ask?”

“They were anxious to hook, they foresaw as a probable buyer. They dropped three quarters of a million to entice a quick sale.”

“When do we move in?”

“As soon as it’s livable? Well take up residence. Leticia? Do you know of dependable construction craftsmen you’d recommend we hire for the renovations? I would expect you to pad their estimates by no greater than ten percent, as your traditional commission. Agreed?”

“Normally, it’s fifteen percent in the islands, but if I’m your main woman, I can cut you a bit of slack. Charge it to love’s account.”

“You are preeminent amongst women of the islands, Leticia. However, Sophia, Lauren, Lilli, Sin, Teresa, Lauren’s four daughters, a witch named Elaine, and a sailor named Gail are at least your equals. They will be visiting, bringing with them my dozen children who knows when or how often. Other women I’ll introduce, share equal status as your daughters, and I’ll admit, I like the idea of recruiting more women to share my life. Even produce children with me. I don’t want cat fights. Can you help police the peace?”