Chapter 3

It had been a tough day at the trailer park. A city inspector went over my nearly finished house with a fine-toothed comb and pointed out ten things that had to be changed. Wendy’s oven quit working, Rhonda had a leaky sink, and several of the girls had asked me to plant flowers or trees in their yards. I was also wondering where I was going to put my four newest ladies, since the mobile homes I’d bought recently wouldn’t be here until next week. I knew having two or three of my tenant girlfriends living in each trailer would quickly lead to conflict and chaos. As I walked toward my front door I saw the last of the snow had melted and it would be time to start mowing the grass again soon.

Fortunately, a few beers and some bedroom fun with a pair of redheads took my mind off my troubles. I was in the middle of a threesome with Cherry and Kelly when my phone rang. Since I had my cock in a hot rectum and my tongue in a wet snatch, I ignored the call. “Such a great ass, Kellyyyyyy!” My long moan of joy was interrupted by a faceful of pussy juice, as Cherry squirted on my chin and vaginal fluid sprayed all over.

I finished pumping a load into Kelly’s rump and Cherry laid beside me. Between gasps for breath, she said, “YESSS, Leo! So good!”

I rested a hand on her rotund abdomen and we struggled for air. Kelly reminded Cherry, “I licked you to get you ready. Your turn.” I laid on my side and gazed at the lewd sight of an extremely pregnant 18-year-old licking the other redhead’s labia from below. Kelly leaned on me for balance as she came. “Yeah! Mmmmm!”

Cherry lamented, “I don’t think I can kneel above you anymore, Leo. With the baby, it’s too hard on my legs.”

“That’s fine, we can have plenty of fun in other ways.” I was glad the new house would be finished soon. Group sex would be much more convenient with a bed larger than my queen-sized. With the double-king I’d ordered, there would be space for at least six people. The thought reminded me to ask my doctor pal for some erection pills. Having sex with a young woman every day was great, and two or three were even better. Lately, I could have been with four or five, if my body was able.

I picked up my phone and happily saw a number from my past, my best friend from high school. “Ron, buddy! It’s been way too long! How are you doing?”

“Things were tough for a while, but going much better now. How are you?”

“Mostly great, but I could really use a hand with some work stuff.”

“You quit driving school bus, Leo?”

“Yep! I won over 10 million in the lottery and started up a trailer court.”

“WHAT?”

I explained, “I have about a dozen trailer houses and let needy women stay in them for some ... special favors.”

Ron laughed, “Hahaha! I found a couple of women who give me a lot of special favors too. I called to ask if you would be my best man at my wedding.”

“That’s great! Sure, I’ll be your best man. But wait ... you have two women and you’re getting married?”

“It’s kinda complicated, but AWESOME! I’m marrying Natasha next month and we share our pretty housekeeper Shana.”

I chuckled and replied, “I like that kind of complicated! I get some of that most nights, too. I hope your fiancée will let you keep the other girl after your wedding?”

“Natasha and Shana don’t mind if I mess around, so long as I always come home to them. What are your girlfriends like?”

“Telling you would take I while. I have um...” I counted them in my head. “ ... uh, nineteen ladies that take turns with me.”

Ron was incredulous. “NINETEEN! Holy hoochy mamas, Batman!”

“So are you still working in construction, or did you go back to truck driving?”

“I inherited some land and tried mining a while. I ... ran into some money and I’m taking time off to enjoy my new family. I moved from Philly to Utah.”

“Once I cashed in my lottery ticket I headed west, too. I love the weather in northern California.” I gave him a chance to show off his strange talent by asking, “How far are you from Shasta lake? My trailer park’s a few miles south of it.”

“My house is 28 point 7 miles from highway 15. I’d take that to highway 80, then a few county roads through Winnemucka and Sandpond. Fuel up and sleep in Gerlach, then on to Wendel, Hat Creek, then finally Oak Run and Shasta Lake ... that’s 607 point 4 miles, I think.”

I teased, “My computer says 607 point 2, but close enough! Hahaha! You should bring the family for a visit, when you have time.”

“It would be great to catch up and talk about the old days! We’ve been stuck inside most of the winter, and I’m sure Shana and Natasha would enjoy a road trip. How about this weekend? If we leave Thursday morning, we can be there around supper time on Friday.”