I have this story planned in my mind as 10 chapters, but we will see how that goes. It's about an average white guy who wins the lottery, and finds himself collecting girlfriends of different ages, nationalities, and/or hair color. I guess you can call this a harem story? If it's not your cup of tea, that's okay, but I hope you will enjoy it.
I will note at the beginning of each chapter what the girl's name, age, nationality, and hair color is so those guys with a 'type' have some advanced notice, and if you should have some tissue ready ;)
This third chapter is average in length. Yeah, sorry, it's going to be a kind of running joke in this story.
Note: All persons having any sex or sexual anything is aged 18 or more.
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Chapter 3 - Malia (18, Pacific Islander, short dark brown hair with blue stripe, surfer girl)
Josh, Emma, and Maeve were just getting off the plane and Emma asked, "Anyone see where we go to get a car?"
"Níl Emma," Maeve replied as she came up along side of the cute Mexican American teenager. Maeve herself was 27, and Josh 34. Maeve was still new to the polyamorous relationship the three of them had started. She knew she was bi-sexual, and Emma was just her type. Maeve liked her women darker than her, shorter than her, and extroverted; that was Emma in a nutshell.
Emma looked up at the taller Irish lass, her bright red curly hair and freckled face was always smiling. Although Emma enjoyed women, she also loved cock, especially Josh's. The two girls looked back at their sugar daddy and Josh saw them looking, "What?"
"Just seeing if you are still with us babe," Emma replied.
Maeve smiled and also said, "Tá Josh, we will no wanna see ya lost now eh?"
"Hey," Josh said to the two young women. "I'm just back here admiring the view. By the way, the cars are out front just on the other side of where we get our luggage." Both Maeve and Emma stuck out their tongues, and then when each saw the other do the same, they both giggled. Josh just shook his head and continued to watch their lovely asses walk down the concourse. Once they each got their luggage from the baggage claim they turned to find a man and woman with a sign saying Evens' Party. Josh walked over and said, "Hi, I'm Josh Evens."
"Aloha Mr Evens," the woman said as both Emma and Maeve came up behind him. "Aloha, you must be Emma and Maeve?" She took a flowered lei from the man who held the sign and placed one over Emma, and another over Maeve. She then took a leafy one and placed it over Josh. "Welcome to Hawaii, my name is Kaipo and this is my husband Keanu. We own the company that will provide you with your kokua and alakai while you are here. We thought that we would come and greet you personally and take you to your hotel."
"Thank you Kaipo, hello Keanu," Josh said as he shook the man's hand. "Uh, sorry, but what is a kokua and alakai?"
Keanu smiled and replied, "They are the Hawaiian words for assistant and guide. Our daughter Malia will be both for you. Unless you would need or want more than what she can provide."
"I'm sure Malia will be more than enough to keep us busy and out of trouble," Josh laughed.
Kaipo and Keanu looked to be in their late 30s or early 40s so Josh figured that Malia was a teenager so Emma and Maeve will have more in common with her. Josh wanted to just relax a few days before he got down to business finding a house to buy. Keanu led the group out to the limousine and got in the driver's seat while Kaipo joined them in the back. "I have you booked at the Halekulani Hotel which is on the beach next to the Royal Hawaiian," she was saying to Emma and Maeve as Josh sat down next to her. "The suite access is by a semi-private elevator. I think you will find the view of the beach and Diamond Head to be one of the best in Honolulu."
"Sounds good Kaipo," Josh said. "Was my special request able to be fulfilled?"
Kaipo smiled, "Yes, and Malia will be bringing him or her over later when it get's near time for them to start cooking."
"What's this special request?" Emma and Maeve both asked at the same time.
"A private chef," Kaipo replied. "The suite has a full kitchen and any meal you want to have cooked in-room will be done by a private chef. The company I use currently has 42 private chefs under contract with them. Each have their own unique specialty. I believe you requested a local surf n' turf for dinner?" She looked at Josh.
"Yes, as locally sourced as possible."
"I believe most of the ingredients were all caught and picked today. The wagyu I know comes from Kahua Ranch."
Josh sat back and smiled, "My mouth is already watering."
When they arrived at the hotel they were only going to issue 3 cards, but Josh insisted on a fourth. "One should be given to Malia. She could need it to let a chef in while we are out."
"If you feel okay with that," Kaipo said.
"We are going to be relying on Malia quite a bit while we are staying here," Emma told her. "I think she should have access to us readily. If for nothing else, to keep us to a schedule. Maeve tends to oversleep, I loose track of time, and Josh is getting up there in age so who knows when his mind will begin to wonder."
Josh gave Emma a look, "I'm not THAT old. I'm not even middle-aged."
Emma stood up on her toes and gave him a kiss on his cheek, "Yes, dear."