Don Snow, the venerable 65-year-old stock market wizard, strode confidently towards the pool side dinner table in his lavish beach house. Purchased in 1989 when his stock brokerage firm first began to rake in huge profits, this lavish villa on California's coast boasted a private beach shared by only one neighbor, as well as seven bedrooms, a pool and Don's office. Much of Don's wealth was invested across companies and college institutions around the globe.
"Don, the Snow School of Business Management is sending two girls over for a visit" said Rossie with a sly smile.
Rossie, was Don's 25 year old redheaded personal secretary. Rossie had graduated with a MBA degree from the Snow School and was handpicked by Don due to her impressive research background, intelligence and her tantalizing 36DD breasts. She often used these assets to her advantage, manipulating certain situations to get exactly what she wanted. Despite being quite the minx at times, she was still incredibly efficient with work and always got the job done. Don felt his heart race as his eyes traversed Rossie's curves, her body a thing of beauty. The way she moved left him breathless; he could practically feel the warmth emanating from her perfect figure. His imagination ran wild with thoughts of touching and caressing Rossie, feeling her curves in all the right places and exploring every inch of her voluptuous frame.
Don questioned Rosie as to why they were there at night.
"Boss, I believe they're here to persuade you to be the chief guest." Don gestured towards Rossie and said, "Go ahead and let them in." As she was walking away, he couldn't resist giving her a naughty slap on her perfectly rounded butt on top of her business skirt. Rossie let out an unexpected gasp, she was all too used to Don's mischievous behavior. She had been working with him for two years and Don had seen every inch of her body multiple times without a shred of clothing.
Don removed the shorts he was wearing, revealing his powerful and toned body to Rossie. His manhood stood proud and tall at an awe-inspiring 10 inches, a sight that made her heart skip a beat as he gracefully leapt into the pool. Trying her best not to blush, she quickly turned away and walked towards the living room in search of the two college girls they had invited over.
The two 21 year old college girls were eagerly awaiting Don's arrival. They had dressed to impress, wearing skimpy bikinis that showcased their alluring curves. As they saw Rossie coming towards them, they could feel the excitement in the air. "Hey girls! Don has asked you to join him for dinner - you can let him know your plans over dinner." Rossie winked at them as she said those words, and the tingling anticipation increased as they prepared to meet Don.
"Thank you, Rossie," breathed Ana, her short blonde hair cascading around her face. She was wearing a blue micro bikini that left little to the imagination; it's triangle top just barely concealing her luscious 34D breasts, while it's matching bottom exposed her womanly figure in all its glory. Britt, a brunette beauty standing beside Ana, was similarly dressed in an emerald green ensemble that teased and tantalized onlookers with its barely there material. Her 34C breasts were slightly more pronounced than Ana's and her curves, delicate.
Rossie brought the two devilishly gorgeous women to the pool. Don spotted them and made a beeline for them, standing up from the pool with his impressive 10-inch manhood in full view. Their mouths hung open in pure lust, and Don's seductive member quickly aroused as he took in the voluptuous sight of their scarcely-covered bodies.
"This is Ana and Britt," Rossie said, her eyes drifting towards the two beautiful girls. Don slowly walked over to them, his gaze never leaving their mesmerizing bodies. He gave a soft smile and said, "Hello."
"We've heard so much about you, Mr. Snow," Ana said with a smile. "You're such an inspiring role model for us young girls," Britt added, giving him a warm hug.
Don drank in the gorgeous sight of the two young women before him. He could feel himself getting aroused just from looking at them; it was almost too much. His voice was husky as he spoke. "What can I do for you lovely ladies?"
"Mr. Snow we are here to formally invite you to serve as our esteemed guest for the upcoming month-long college event." Ana's gaze lowered unabashedly to Don's groin, her eyes lingering there with a barely disguised hunger.
"I'm afraid my presence cannot be guaranteed, ladies. Rossie will make sure you know my schedule. Would you like to join me for dinner," Don kindly suggested, gesturing toward the table.
"We would also be humbled if you could consider being the judge of the fashion show," said Britt nervously, holding her hands tightly together.
"The theme is bikini" Ana purred, her lips curling into a wicked smile that sent heat blazing through Don's veins. He ran his fingers along the delicate hem of the triangle on Ana's bikini top, his fingertips practically sizzling against the soft fabric. "Like these ones?" he rasped, trying to keep his voice steady. She glanced up at him over her shoulder as she held up the bikini top triangle between them for him to inspect. "Yes, Mr. Snow," she whispered, her voice low and husky.
Don swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. He was both mesmerized and aroused by the scene before him. The thought of judging the young college girls in bikinis sent a thrill coursing through his body, but he had to be careful not to let it show.
"You look like you're trying to hide those beautiful ta-ta's of yours," Don leered, his eyes hungrily devouring Ana's body, "Why not strip off and let it all hang out? I guarantee you won't be judged for taking off a few layers when the temperature is soaring."
Ana locked eyes with Don as she tantalizingly undid the knot of her bikini top. It floated slowly to the ground, revealing her voluptuous curves. Her breasts were buoyant and full, leaving Don desperately wanting more.
"Better sir?" Ana said coyly, happy to please them both.
Don's gaze dropped lower, focusing on Ana's barely-there bikini bottom and the puff of pink between her legs. "You look too covered down there," he said with a smirk.
Britt nodded in agreement before adding with a smile, "You know what they say about less being more."