Chapter 2

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.

I want to go over the dating rules. Leandra is a good girl, a virgin. She’s going to stay a virgin until she gets married. Sherry and Shannon are her chaperones. They’ll make sure she doesn’t have sex. Wanda will be Larry’s emergency assistant.”

I asked, “What?”

She explained, “Sherry and Shannon will help your dates go smoother, too, but at least one of them will escort Leandra at all times. If she’s sleeping, one or both will be in bed with her. If she goes to the bathroom, one of them will pass her the toilet paper.

Wanda will escort Larry, in case he has an emergency in his pants and needs a vagina. Wanda will be there for him 24/7, but only if it’s an emergency.

The rest of the time, Leandra will prove she’ll be a good wife by opening her mouth and swallowing any time Larry feels a desire to jack off. Leandra will also prove she’s a good girl and good potential wife by using the poop hole loophole. She’ll stay a virgin by asking him to do her ass at the end of each date.”

My eyes must have been the size of saucers as I asked, “REALLY?”

Leandra sweetly said, “I want you to be happy with me. Sherry and Shannon have helped me practice with toys in my butt for a few months. I think I’m ready.”

Marissa French kissed me briefly, then stood up. “She stays a virgin, but enjoy her mouth and ass. If you need pussy, that’s why Wanda’s around. Ehlonna and I will meet you on your way to the office in two days. Your entertainment for tomorrow will bring you breakfast.”

Ehlonna said, “Everybody heard and understands, but I think we should make sure. Stand in front of Leandra, Larry.”

I did, and she continued, “Sherry, Shannon, help her give Larry a pants emergency.”

Leandra unzipped me and pulled out my penis. She said, “Wow! It’s SO BIG!”

The three high school seniors took turns licking and sucking. Leandra looked quite excited. Sherry and Shannon didn’t complain, but looked like they were doing an unpleasant chore. The three were inexperienced and unskilled, but their tongues and lips still brought me closer and closer to climax. So, SO close!

Ehlonna cruelly said, “Hands and mouths off, girls! What do you do, Larry?”

I nearly screamed, “WANDA! Quick! Lean over the table! PLEASE!”

I ran behind her and lifted her skirt. I was a little surprised, but happy to see she wore no panties. I stuffed myself in and blasted a wad into her after only a dozen strokes.

Ehlonna smiled. “There, disaster averted. We’ll see you in a couple days. It’s 7:30pm, so you have 12 hours. The girls need to leave for their first class at 7:30 in the morning. Have fun.” She and her sister smiled and held hands as they left.

As I pulled out, I said, “Thanks, Wanda. You’re a life safer!” I kissed her on the cheek. She took a baby wipe from her purse and started to clean herself, as she quietly told me, “You’re supposed to love the blonde in the middle. I’m just here for fucking. They pay me either way.”