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 fourth chapter is average in length. Yeah, sorry, it's still a running joke in this story.
Note: All persons having any sex or sexual anything is aged 18 or more.
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Chapter 4 - Kimona (36, black, 6" with medium length black hair in braids) Josh's personal chef.
Everyone sat around the table eating. Kimona had grilled the mahi-mahi, and they all made tacos with corn tortillas and the Hawaiian slaw. She also made a 6 oz wagyu petite sirloin cooked to everyone's preference, and made fries out of the sweet potatoes. It was however, the pineapple upside down cake that Josh enjoyed the most.
Everyone talked while they ate, getting to know each other. Malia, Emma, and Maeve had created their own little 'girls night', so Josh was chatting more with Kimona than the others. "You have a slight accent accent that seems to be Jamaican or other Caribbean island," Josh said to the tall dark skinned woman who had prepared the meal.
"Barbados originally," Kimona replied. "But, I've been living here for the last 15 years. I came over to Hawaii to study at Heald College School of Business and Maui Culinary Academy. I just fell in love with it here and never left."
"The food was simple, but very delicious," Josh complimented. "I look forward to seeing what else you come up with."
Kimona smiled, and Josh found himself looking at dimples in her cheeks. She also has a smattering of freckles across her nose and the top of her cheeks. "Thank you," she said and then came closer and lowered her voice. "Malia said you may or may not want to change out chefs. I have actually been looking to hire on with someone as an exclusive personal chef. So, if you are looking for one, I would very much like to apply."
Josh looked to where the other three women were deep in their own conversations that included a lot of flirting and giggling. He turned back to Kimona and asked, "What do you consider your style of cooking?"
She inched her chair a little closer to Josh's and replied, "Barbados cuisine is heavily influenced by African, Portuguese, Indian, Irish, and Creole. I have then taken what I have learned about Hawaiian and the South Pacific cultures. So my favorite foods to make bring the spice of Bajan tempered with the sweetness of Hawaiian pineapple and rice. I have created a signature dish that is a take on my home's Flying Fish."
"I would really love to try it then," Josh told her. "Please, figure out a night to make it for all of us." He looked again over at the three younger women. He turned back and told Kimona, "Better make it for 5."
After dinner Kimona, Maeve, and Malia cleaned up the dishes and Kimona put leftovers in the refrigerator. Josh had a third helping of the cake so that finished it off. After dinner was over Maeve made drinks for everyone, except for Kimona who said she didn't drink, so Maeve made hers a virgin. They all sat around out on the lanai where Josh and Kimona were more part of the conversation. However, that didn't last long as the three excused themselves to go out for a walk. Josh begging out saying he was too stuffed to move.
After Emma, Maeve and Malia left, and Josh finished his drink, Kimona got up and went to the bar. A few minutes later she was back with another drink for Josh. "I thought you might like something from my home island. This is called a rum punch. It's made from light and dark rum, grenadine, pineapple, orange, and lime juice."
Josh took it and had a sip, "Very good," he told her honestly. "I've heard of rum punch, but this is my first time trying it."
Kimona scooted a chair and sat next to Josh. "So, Maeve is your personal bar tender?"
Josh laughed, "I'm not really sure she has a title. Emma and I picked her up in Los Angeles where she was waiting tables in a night club. I guess she's more of a personal assistant, but she does know her way around a bar."
Kimona smiled and gave a small laugh and replied, "Well, she sure has an effect on Malia. I know she's bi-sexual, but I have never seen her attach herself to a client like this before. What about Emma? All three now seem to be thick as thieves."
"Emma is my girlfriend," Josh said. "She and I have been together for a couple months. Like I said we kind of just picked up Maeve. She just fit in with the two of us. They are both bi-sexual also." He hesitated a bit, then said, "I'm, uh, guess her employer with benefits?"
Kimona laughed, "Well, it's starting to look like you may have another employer with benefits in Malia." She then hesitated, looking down and then slowly reached over and placed her hand on Josh's arm. "I would not be against such an arrangement."
Josh coughed on the sip of rum punch he just took, "I...uh..."
Kimona laughed and Josh again saw her dimples. He also noticed he enjoyed hearing her laugh. Josh guessed she was his height of 6', but about 30 lbs lighter. Her black hair was tied up in small braids that she pulled into a pony tail that went down just past her shoulders. High cheekbones and a few black freckles stood out from her medium black skin. Her proportions were athletic looking. Medium sized breasts that he guessed to be an solid B-cup. Her ass and hips both had the curves that were unmistakable a woman's. All-in-all, Josh thought she was very good looking, maybe even beautiful. Although he had never really considered himself to be attracted to black women, there were definitely some he would never say no to. He decided Kimona was one of them.
Kimona stood up and came over to stand in front of Josh's chair. She slowly began to lower herself into his lap. He closed his legs and scooted up so that she could put her knees on either side of his. She sat her ass on his knees and leaned forward. She kissed him tentatively on the lips. Josh didn't pull away at all, and when she started to he leaned forward into her to keep the kiss going. It only lasted a couple of seconds and Kimona sat back up, "Well, I thought that was nice."
Josh sighed and asked, "Are you sure about this? I'm open to it if you're sure. But, I'll be honest, I have never considered dating... uh... I mean..."
Kimona laughed and leaned in to kiss him again, this time he felt her tongue on his lips. He opened them and their tongues found each other's. When she broke the kiss and sat back again she said, "It's okay to say 'a black woman' Josh." She laughed again and kissed him again quickly. "It's not being racist to be honest with me, and I'm not going to be offended. You know how some women have what they call a 'gaydar' for guys who don't like women? Well, I have a sense about people who are racist. You don't come close to setting it off, or I would never have said anything about wanting to work for you." She kissed him again, and he returned the kiss and brought his arms around her to keep her in it for more than a few seconds. When he finally ended the kiss Kimona stood back up and reached for his hand. "Come on," she said and took him back inside.
She led him to the front door and then took the do-not-disturb sign from the door handle and then led him to the master bedroom. She placed it on the outside handle and shut the door after continuing to lead him inside. When she got to the bed she sat and began pulling on the fastenings of his shorts. Josh pulled his shirt off as she was finishing with the zipper and she pulled them down, along with his boxers. "Mmm," she hummed and looked up at him as she used one hand to lift his cock to her lips and and lick the underside of his glans.