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James
Part II. In Training.


Chapter 9

Jules was suitable impressed when I showed up in the white Bimmer and jumped
in eagerly after I assured her it wasn't stolen. Then we went to pick up
Brenda and Sara. They must have worked it out, because today they each had a
minidress on, in red, white and blue.
   And Sara was wearing "Wednesday". I checked.
   There was a "fan club" of sorts waiting for us at school but it was soon
apparent they were far less interested in me than my 3 lovely companions.
Even the bloody car drew more attention than me, but I had no trouble
wandering around wearing my halfwit smile, knowing that in 3 hours I would
again find true happiness.

= = = = =

I was out on the road before the lunch bell finished ringing. I could not
get enough of the 2-liter engine in the roadster spiraling up on the tach,
but mostly, I wanted to hurry to its owner.
   She welcomed me at the door in a thoroughly satisfactory manner which
left us panting and staring at each other with lust-filled eyes.
   I took Nicole's hand and dragged her upstairs. "Lunch can wait - I had a
BIG breakfast!"

= = = = =

If Anton noticed that Madame was somewhat disheveled and Monsieur was
looking like the village idiot, he did not show it. I had the surf and turf
and Nicole had a small Sirloin. The wine was a somewhat smoky '91 Burgoyne,
nonetheless an excellent vintage.
   We had to hurry because we had to sign some forms at the lawyer's office
so I can legally trade her account. An hour and a half later, and cramps in
my hand, we left the office clutching a portfolio of papers.
   Along with everything else, the lawyer had transferred the shares to
"JamPC Holdings", with Nicole and myself as owners and directors. I argued
and also won myself the title of "Vice President in charge of Vice".
   "Now that you are an officer of the company, you'll need an expense
account." Nicole smiled and handed me a credit card, probably limitless if I
know anything about her. She graciously allowed me to use it to buy gas for
the car.
   I rushed us back to the house so that I can finish my workout and get to
the fun things.

= = = = =

We moved a large air mattress on to the pool deck and Nicole gracefully sank
down on it, allowing me to marvel at the breathtaking wonder of her body.
   She held out a tube of SPF 35 which I tenderly applied to her entire
torso. She was fidgeting so much when I did her tender areas that I found I
had to reapply the cream three or more times - which only made the jumping
and moaning worse.
   Then her soft loving hands took the sunscreen and spread it on for me,
kissing and licking gently as I groaned my pleasure under her. She carefully
wet my straining member before lightly covering it with the cream. Then she
climbed on.
   She was soft and hot, and oh so delightfully tight. Her tender sheath
caressed and kissed its way down, as sparks of agonizing sweetness drew
growls from deep in my throat. She closed her eyes as she too was overcome
by shivers of delight. Part way down, she leaned her arms on my chest, and
worked herself gently up and down my shaft, mewling softly as she shook with
gentle release.
   She eased herself lower as she rocked on my rigid cock, speeding up until
a series of guttural moans left her shaking and rasping on my chest.
   "Can't move anymore... Get on top..." She whispered.
   I resumed her languorous strokes until she was moaning continuously. I
was perilously close.
   She looked into my eyes and she tenderly caressed my face. And then she
smiled. It spoke of love and need and tenderness. It spoke of solitude and
waiting and searching. And it spoke to me.
   Unbidden tears rushed to my eyes and, as we climbed the pinnacle of our
desire, we shared a kiss, our moisture mingling and merging....

= = = = =

She had things to do in town and left as I went back to the computer.
   I had been thinking about Gaston's market strategies and, according to
his figures, he usually only looked for 10 to 20% returns, and always bought
between 5000 and 20000 shares. I checked the shares I had previously traded
and noted the ones that had not lost any value. Then, after double checking
their previous performance, I re-purchased the ones that showed strength.
   By the end, I had spent over 4 million of Nicole's money, leaving a bit
of reserve in case I screwed up. I finished and started shaking. Partly it
was the anxiety, mostly the excitement - but it left me more exhausted than
all the training and screwing I'd done in the last week. I would need to
know more about those companies if I were to do anything useful on my own. I
went to bed and slept, numbers and high-low-close charts in my head.

= = = = =

A wall of sound woke me and to my delight, my three lovelies in red, white
and blue burst into my room, as my personal angel in flowing white hovered
behind them.
   Jules launched herself at me and quite thoroughly kissed me, then she
started investigating my erection while I was greeted by Sara and Brenda.
   Brenda and Jules both sported a bandaid on their arms where the
contraceptive implant had been inserted. Sara, as it turned out, was already
on the pill to regulate her period and so was not "implanted".
   I hushed the girls' busy chattering and said, "We owe Nicole a lot for
her generosity, kindness and hospitality."
    I opened my arms and she slowly went into them. I held her and the girls
came in for a hug as well. I pulled her into bed with me. She was a bit
hesitant with the girls watching but I kissed her lips until her protests
died away. I caressed her face and kissed her eye, and when she tried to
stop me, I crossed her wrists and placed them above her head, pushing them
into the bed.
   Her arms twitched and her fingers clenched, but she kept them there. I
unbuttoned her blouse as I kissed her deeply, trailing down her jaws and her
neck. I motioned for the girls to help remove her skirt and pantyhose as I
licked up her neck to her ears. Nicole was moaning softly and twisting her
outstretched arms.
   I grabbed Sara's hand and led them to Nicole's bra, which she carefully
removed. Then I pulled Sara's face on to Nicole's flesh. She was shivering
and trying to push herself into Sara's busy mouth. The other two had removed
the rest of Nicole's clothing and started kissing the exposed flesh, working
her legs open until Jules could stimulate her there. Nicole was moaning and
grunting mindlessly as our kisses and touches caressed her soft flesh.
   Nicole sighed and rocked under our ministrations, passing from climax to
climax as we traded erogenous zones on her perfect body.
   Brenda was kissing her face as Sara and I shared her breasts when Jules
stuck her head up from Nicole's legs, "James, can I nuzzle Nicole's cunt?"
   "No, Jules. Later."
   We brought Nicole to a series of tender orgasms until she was too spent
to react. Her arms had stayed above her head throughout.
   I told the girls to go use the pool so they stripped and ran out back as
I rejoined a still-shaky Nicole in bed and gently stroked her hair. She
looked so content and beautiful. She smiled at me and kissed my chest.
   "Ohhhh, my knight - I TINGLE! That was the most sensuous experience I've
ever had. It was like being drowned in love. Oooh! I love you so much! And
I'm glad we have Jules and Brenda and Sara too!"
   I kissed her and we hugged each other for a long time, then we went out
to join the girls.
   "Thank you for making me feel so good back there. I love you all." And we
all got kissed and hugged again by the three gloriously naked girls.
   I sat on the shallow end with Sara's legs around my waist as she leaned
her head on my shoulder and rubbed my back with her slippery breasts. Nicole
was trying to teach Jules and Brenda the butterfly stroke. After numerous
failed attempts, they gave up and started practicing first aid on each
other. I didn't know you could pump air by squeezing breasts. Sara assured
me it was true.
   I told her I had something similar and showed her my pump handle and,
sure enough, she had me whooshing up a hurricane in no time. Unfortunately,
we had to stop because Nicole noticed what we were doing and made me sit in
a corner until I could control myself.
   Brenda went on the 3m board and did a beautiful pike, her flaming hair
and body slicing through the water cleanly. We sat on the pool rim and
cheered.
   Then Brenda did a swan. Sleek and graceful, her long muscles glistened in
the sun, nipples already pencil hard on her small breasts. She WAS
breathtaking.
   "Brenda, stop! Someone's gonna come if you keep doing it!" Sara yelled.
   They all looked at my cock, which had jumped up unexpectedly again. They
all shook their heads in dismay. The damned thing was casting about like a
hound, sniffing the air. And no amount of thinking about ice-cold showers
could get it to behave.
   "God, it's big!" Brenda breathed as she swam up.
   "Ehh, he's alright." quipped Jules
   "_I_ like it," Sara said defensively.
   "You would, you kept hogging it."
   "I'm sorry Jules - but he makes me feel so YUMMY!"
   "I know - I guess we'll keep him..."
   "D'you think it's gonna shoot?" Brenda marveled.
   "It's possible. He comes all the time." Jules snapped her fingers, "Just
like that."
   "Yeah. Hardly any staying power." My darling Nicole observed.
   "Touch it, and, boom!" Jules was really enjoying herself.
   "No, just breathe on it, and..." Nicole was not far behind.
   "Yukon, once I LOOKed at it, and..." They were whooping like banshees by
now.
   I sidled up to Sara, "Little Sara, those big girls are making fun of me!
Make them go away!" I hugged her body to me and she wrapped herself on my
raging cock. Her warm soft boobs nestled my balls and I could think of no
better place I'd rather be.
   "See, Nicole, she's ALWAYS hogging him!" wailed my poor Jules.
   "No I'm not, I'm just protecting him. You were making fun of him and...
Oooh, he's leaking!"
   There was a small spot of watery lubricant on Sara's right breast. She
rubbed it in her with a finger and stuck it in her mouth, grinning hugely,
"And it's all mine..."
   Jules was pouting so I let her have a taste, and then I gave Brenda one
just to be fair.
   I held my arm around Nicole's shoulders and said, "Would YOU like a
popsicle, little girl?"
   "I think we'd better feed you before you waste away to a sylph." she
said, but bent down for a lick as well.

= = = = =

Sara turned out to be a very competent cook, and had a casserole and steamed
vegetables ready by the time I finished cooking the extra steaks they had
picked up earlier.
   It was a great meal as the girls obviously liked each other and looked up
to Nicole and I was content to let their affectionate ribbing roll over me.
Even Sara had some wine and their cheeks glowed with life and vitality.
   I was pleased to find out that Jules' Dad worked at an investment firm
and she had enough exposure to know her stuff. I told her I would need to
ask her some things later.
   We managed to get the dishwasher going and they started talking about the
party tomorrow. I was excused to the gym.
   They were still yakking and giggling when I finished my shower and went
on the computer.

= = = = =

I was surprised that 3 of the stocks had gone up over 10% in the few hours
since I'd bought them, so I went downstairs to claim Jules. The girls were
somewhat decently dressed and apparently ready to go shopping. So it was
decided that Nicole would take Sara and Brenda and drop them home
afterwards. I would look after Jules.
   We stood the hallway as they bade us farewell, totally shameless in their
kisses and caresses. Jules and I leaned on each other and hyperventilated as
we let my cock wave goodbye.
   I took her upstairs and she looked around, "Where's the computer?"
   I told her she had to be naked like me before we can go on.
   "Clothing causes static, and, as you know, static is bad for computers."
   So naked, we climbed into bed and I told her to practice on the joystick
first.
   I explained about electrons to her and how they buzzed around and around
the nucleus, using my fingers on her clitoris to illustrate. She kindly
volunteered the sound effects.
   Heisenberg's Uncertainty Principle in particular intrigued her and she
kept asking for demonstrations of how electrons could jump around and change
spin directions at random. I was happy to oblige.
   After the screaming electrons settled down, Jules revealed her scientific
acuity by showing me how an atom smasher worked. The atom is locked inside a
tight, hot and moist tunnel, and I have to try to crush it with a suitably
rigid piston. So I kept ramming the piston in and out and she'd direct me by
saying things like, "Harder!", "Deeper!" and "Faster!".
   We got to "So close... So fucking close..." when she became all confused
and started moaning. And I was mad from missing every time, so I cheated and
shot the damn thing.

= = = = =

"This one's better, it's got a better margin of performance." Jules was
perched on my knee looking at market stats for the 20-odd companies that we
had selected from Gaston's list, "...and this shows long term stability but
has little to offer short term."
   We discussed it as she rubbed herself on me - in a highly fiduciary
manner, of course. Finally we had a good list and I typed in the orders as
she sprawled on the floor looking at other reports. There was a big pool of
come running down my leg which she insisted was good for muscles.
   I had spent all the money in the account when I was done. Jules was in
bed asleep, with a finger in her snatch, murmuring about disbursements and
seasonal adjustments.

= = = = =

I finally got Jules somewhat dressed, minus the panties which now sat in my
pocket, and was preparing to leave when Nicole drove up in the Mercedes,
loaded down with boxes and packages. We carried her load in and I kissed
her.
   "Thank you Nicole, for all you've done and all you're doing. I love you."
She smiled sunnily and hugged me back.
   Jules shouldered me aside and hugged her, then softly kissed Nicole on
the lips. I was pacing up and down and checking my watch before they decided
to take a break.
   "Hmmm, Nicole. Thank you and I love you..."
   Nicole could only mouth "I love you too." She was crying again. We both
hugged her, putting her head on our shoulders.
   Jules kissed her neck tenderly, "Nicole...? Someday when that brute isn't
here, I'd like to nuzzle your cunt."
   Nicole looked a me. "Oh, let Jules show you next time. I guarantee you
wouldn't want to miss it."


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