Billionaire vs Sisterhood

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ry circuit had blown. I’d never had a threesome before, although I’d watched a lot of porn that featured two gorgeous women and one man. Near as

had been less than forthcoming with my financial status and how I held the

apologize and explain myself to Elsa. Cindy had flirted with me the night I took her to dinner to ask her to intercede with Elsa, but despite an inclination to flirt back I had resisted in favor of playing

and three rooms: bedroom, kitchenette, and living room. I had no idea what might happen with Cindy there. I had hoped that

ere in the same kind of kisses that I’d been in with Elsa. Elsa nodded and obviously encouraged me. I kept expecti

lot of sex took place – A LOT. By the end of the evening, I’d made passionate love to both women m

liked me – maybe even loved me; and that if I wanted to proceed with the relationship it would involve the two of them and no

detail our emotions and lovemaking sessions on a stroke-by-stroke basis, and then emoted all over her about me. Cindy had been pre-primed to fall in love wi

hen slept – two beautiful naked women with their heads nestled into my chest. I

w aunts and uncles, mainly. No one had ever told me that was the ‘right’ way, but I’d gotten that cultural message or meme that it was the ‘only’ wa

less workaholic. I’d start to put that latter promise into action on Monday. I knew Elsa was right.

d in behind her. About the time I thought Elsa had slept through our coupling, she awoke and sat on my face so I could eat her while

ything further. The spirit was willing, but the body was weak. I wondered what my doctor had that

ree; and then dressed. I was in exercise clothes, all I happened to have in the limo when Elsa had suggested I b

ity detail covering us, but remaining significantly out of the way. Even when I as

had taken a few bites, I said, “OK,

sed me, “What do you w

re – meaning you being part of this Cindy, I had been thinking it would be rom

nking ... and in actions too. So, if

ose apartment? I think we have three

he café we were in. Worthington Tower was a huge condominium that stood over thirty stories h

uld have known. How large is

r four hundred square feet. On a comparable basis, my place

e. “What do you have?”

oor, ten bedroom suites of various sizes, a gym, a sauna, a Jacuzzi, a wine cellar of sorts, and a number of other miscellaneous rooms. It is a bachelor pad, but I’

mouthed at the revela

Napa Valley, near Kyoto, outside of Johannesburg, London, and Mar

ld love to take advantage of all of that – I mean your beautiful condominium, but ... well, you

but say more.” I gave a ‘give-me’ gestur

sounds, were we to move in with you, we’d want to pay some of the rent or upkeep or whatever. We’d share the food costs and utilities.” E

are way beyond anything we’d ever buy for ourselves and the best we could do with sparkly stuff is costume jewelry. Everyth

uilding that I’d paid eighty-nine million for to rescue the general contractor who was going under. I couldn’t tell you the tax or for that matter my weekly foo

iet tone, “Neither

in unison they said loudly, “OooooH, YES WE DO. It’s part of who we are.” They

ar or two when you get tired of us? We would have this huge gap in our e

in vehemen

you’ll find that your situation takes on a different hu

“Last night? Yo

the charity gala on my arm.

kes either of you think that I would get tired of you? That’s not i

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e that there were two smaller pictures showing Mark dancing with Cindy and then with me. The captions all read something like, ‘Mark Worthington, billionaire playboy, squired sister

and dropped the newspaper open to that page on my desk in front of

ne of Mark Worthington’s companies. Be very nice to the man. I have a

ulled off a major coup now, huh? Congratulations on landing the biggest fish in the wh

his own money and I have mine, and admittedly he has a lot more zeroes after his ban

have your pretty little fingers deep in his wallet. I’m available t

d digger, and she’d clearly established her own cre

her a couple of dollars as a goodwill gesture. She said, “Oh, no, I was hoping

the word would get out that I was not a conduit to Mark’s pocketbook. The word didn’t get out. Over the next three days I got eight more requests for

appy, like Anastasia tried to do in Fifty Shades of Grey?’ ‘Was it true that Mark would cover my nude body with thousand-dollar bills just before fucking my brains o

ny for them to play with to see if they could make him some money. Cindy asked what kind of rates of return they thought they’d offer, and got numbers between six and thirty percent per year. Sh

ed most of that to be fiction. Cindy and I did launch an aggressive reading campaign to study up on Mark. There was a lot of

nthouse dining room. After wine in his living room with a spectacular view of the city, the meal of individual miniature beef wellingtons with a selectio

. Mark stood with an arm around each of us and pointed out various landmarks for ten minutes. As we looked, he’d frequently nuz

eatly amused by the steady stream of people to see us at work after the discovery that he was our boyfriend. He sat, obviously ent

y’ – and they obviously meant in a highly sexual way. I asked Mark whether he thought we were kinky, and he ex

lusion of him and Cindy; and Cindy’s inclusion of Mark and me. I’d reflect b

His tongue invaded my mouth, and then he injected the rich liqueur into my mouth from his. My God, this was the sexiest thing I’d ever had done to me except for intercourse, cunnilingus, and the threesom

explained to me once that I was feeling compersion in such a situation: someone I loved (Cindy) was getting pleasure delivered to them from someone else I loved (Mark), and y

tes later as our clothing fell away, and we made love in

ould see out of the huge floor-to-ceiling window that framed the millions of lights in the city. Only then did I notice that when I changed my focus on a pane of glass beside us, that I could see our

ree of us easily fit into with showerheads at three levels for each of us. We did water play in there until w

ddled up with Mark in the middle, and dr

tten up two hours before we did, and left to fly to Denver for a two-day me

ure shock when I finally got home to my modest four-hundred square feet, barely