Chapter 7: Taking Stock, Making Plans

I spent the next Sunday morning thinking about my new life and what things could make me the happiest. I would need a steady money supply, a comfortable place to live, leisure time to pursue both recreation and women. I wanted the women to be attractive, young, and devoted to my happiness. I wanted to be healthy and sexually potent. I wasn't sure about having more children but didn't have any strong feelings against them. The types of women that attract me were likely to be fertile and to have a strong maternal drive. I resolved to avoid birth control and to love any children that might be conceived by my women.

There, I had listed my goals, now I needed a plan to reach them. The Treatment seemed to have solved several of my problems by itself. Assuming the effects were permanent, I could expect to lead a very active sex life and to attract the kinds of women I wanted. I had also noticed a definite firming of my stomach. The Treatment was beginning to remove the spreading that attacked me in middle age. I wasn't sure if this might be another Treatment effect or might simply be the result of all the vigorous sex I'd had in the previous week. Calories had certainly been burned and muscles exercised! All I needed to completed the body shaping was to continue my amorous activities and possibly to get a little more sun.

I needed a house suitable for my purposes also. It should be large and comfortable, able to sleep 30 or so people, feed them, and provide privacy and space. My wood-frame suburban box wouldn't begin to do the job. I figured a house on some country acreage would do the trick. It might not have the initial size I wanted but maybe could be expanded. I needed to stay in the local area to facilitate completion of the Treatment so I couldn't get too far out. I definitely needed professional help.

I looked through the real estate section in the paper and didn't see anything that caught my eye. The phone book was next as I looked for an agent to assist me. There were hundreds available so I picked the one with the prettiest picture and gave her a call. After I described my dream domicile to her, she said she knew of three listed that might suit me. We made an appointment for 2:00 P.M. to view the properties.

I spent the remainder of the morning taking stock of my financial picture. I could clear a little but selling my current house. I had some 401K money I could borrow against if needed. I also had a few stocks that I had bought over the years. Most of my savings were tied up in my Vasotech investment. It still projected to provide enormous sums of money but only after FDA approvals in three to five years. Then a thought occurred to me. Many of the women I would want to live with me would have savings and jobs too. Combined, it should be enough to finance our haven until the Vasotech investment paid off.

When the realtor arrived, she was driving a Mercedes 280 SL convertible, an indication that she was more than moderately successful in moving properties. She stepped out of her car and gave me a flash of trim legs and a dazzling smile. She was a tiny thing of about 25, barely five foot two and had short blond hair that gave her a pixie-like appearance. Her tiny waist set off her full hips and breasts. She looked like the little girl next door after a glamour make-over. She introduced herself as Kim and invited me to get in and get started.

I slid into the passenger seat saying, "I'm entirely in your hands." She glanced at me with a quick smile on her face and said nothing. We were fairly close together in the two seat automobile and her perfume was pleasant and refreshing. Kim was wearing a skirt that bared her pretty knees and was split a little up the side enough to show a length of nylon covered thigh. She began to glance at me as we drove out of the city, a slight look confusion on her face. We said little as she turned down a small lane framed by trees. She said, "I wanted to begin at the place that I think most completely meets your needs. The other properties have some advantages but I wanted you to see this one first even though it's a little more expensive."

She stopped for a moment to unlock a gate, then we proceeded down the winding drive. We stopped in the parking area in front of a two-story stone and brick house. She commented, "The house comes with twenty five acres of land, a pond, barn, and is not visible from any road or neighbor's house. There is also a large pool and a tennis court. All the other homes in the area are on large properties so I don't expect you would ever feel crowded. A new fence surrounds the property and there's plenty of room for horses, dogs, and just about anything else you want. It has it's own well and septic system. Power comes from the city through underground lines so there's nothing to spoil the view. "

She finished her brief sales pitch and unlocked the door to the house. "There are six bedrooms and four and a half baths. The last owner installed a gourmet kitchen with all the latest appliances." She stopped suddenly and I, following close behind, bumped into her. She gasped and turned around; looking up at me, her mouth slightly parted. She looked so very kissable that I kissed her.

She gave me a startled look but didn't pull away. I put my arms around her, drawing her close and kissed her again, this time making a better job of it. Her mouth came alive under mine as she threw her arms around my neck and returned the kiss enthusiastically. We continued this for awhile until she pulled away saying, " What's happening to me? I never throw myself at a man, especially a client!" I said, " I don't know but I feel it too. I could eat you up right now! Do you want me to stop? We're not hurting each other or anyone else but if you want me to stop, I will." She gave me another look of confusion but reached for me again. She grabbed me firmly by the waist and pressed herself into me. She must have weighed all of 100 pounds and it was all delightful.

I walked her into the adjoining bedroom and kneeled down with her on the thick carpet. I began removing her clothes, scattering them all over the room. She was lithe, tanned, and just about perfect. She busied herself on getting my pants and underwear off and quickly took me into her mouth. She was displaying all the signs of a woman in heat as a result of being near me and the Treatment. She, like the others, wanted to smell and taste me even before they moved on to satisfy their genital urges. She panted around my engorged dick, not wanting to remove it long enough even to breathe properly.

I wanted to taste this woman too. I pushed her over on her back and kneeled over her face. Then I parted her thighs and began to lick at her blond pussy. She groaned deeply around my cock as soon as she felt me. I continued licking from her clit all the way down to her asshole. It was intoxicating! Her sparse and neatly trimmed bush never got in the way of my searching tongue. She was too turned on to reciprocate at the moment, too aroused to do more than pant and make short squeals of frantic delight. I wrapped my lips around the little nubbin of her clit and she bucked up unto my face, raising both of us off the floor as she spasmed. She made one last groan and collapsed under me, too drained to continue.

I had not yet begun. I moved aside and rolled her over on her stomach. Her rounded butt was as tan as the rest of her, only the thin line of a string bikini mark to mar her perfection. I knelt between her legs and parting her butt with my hands, inserted the swollen head of my dick just inside her pussy. Kim gave a groan and began clinching her buttocks, squeezing me with her internal muscles. As she tensed, then relaxed, I sank about half my length into her wet channel. She was tight! It felt like she was impaled on my dick. I couldn't move any deeper until she wriggled and relaxed again. Again I sank deeper into her body.