Due to the time difference and his wife's work schedule, early mornings were the only time they could talk during the trip. He was dreading it. He hated lying to his wife and could hardly bear hiding anything from her, even Christmas presents. She was his other half, his soulmate. He half expected himself to blurt it all out. Maybe the only thing that stopped him was that he didn't know how. He couldn't explain it, even to himself. It didn't make any sense. What had even happened to him and those women?
She answered his video call and immediately asked how he was feeling, having heard from Steve that he left the restaurant feeling sick. That gave him cover for his pale, sick looking face, wracked with guilt and worry.
"Jim, you really should see a doctor about this. People don't get sick anymore, remember? It might be something serious."
"You're right honey. I'm feeling a lot better though. I think it might be an allergy to something I ate. I'll call the places I ate at yesterday and get lists of ingredients for what I ordered."
"Ok, sounds good. You and your adventurous eating," she said, laughing, loving to tease him about it. "What was it this time? Snake spleens? Live wriggling octopus tentacles? Fermented dinosaur turds? I know you can find crazy stuff to eat in China, but that doesn't mean you have to try it all!"
The rest of the call was brief and somehow normal. He didn't tell her. He just couldn't. He wondered if he could go on forever, every day, feeling this awful need to confess, and just never do it. Either way, could his life ever be the same?
As he was getting ready to leave for work, Jim realized he didn't get his room key back from Leizu. He headed down to the lobby intending to ask for a new key card, and of course for the old key card's access to his room to be removed. Not that she had any reason to come back, since he knew she now had what she wanted from him in her womb. However, when he got to the lobby it was crowded with a long line at the desk, so he decided to just do it when he got back to the hotel in the afternoon.
Looking down and trying his best to avoid eye contact with anyone, he started across the lobby toward the exit. He was intercepted by the tall swimmer from last night. She said "Hi Jim, I'm Xiu, remember me? I wanted to introduce you to some friends." Automatic politeness overrode his intention to avoid eye contact and he found himself shaking hands with two gorgeous women. They were both sophisticated looking, their hair and makeup expertly done, their clothes tailored and tasteful, and their slender bodies exceptionally feminine. Each one gasped, turned red, and went wide-eyed when they made eye contact.
"Fei Fei is a dear friend of my family," Xiu said, "She's an angel investor in Beijing, lots of fascinating companies in media and tech. She's a genius, and she knows the most amazing, brilliant, powerful people. Fei Fei darling, now do you forgive me? Do you understand why I needed you to fly down here overnight?"
The powerful, gorgeous woman nodded, giggling like a schoolgirl as she stared with lust at Jim. His brain was having trouble adjusting to the situation as those waves of desire that had driven him crazy last night began to return. He was so confused, his head full of so many questions, along with thoughts of undressing this woman, finding her wet pussy, filling it with his seed. It wasn't over? Xiu wanted him to meet more? Why did she care after she already had what she wanted from him in her womb? And, why an angel investor? He wasn't some tech startup guy, just a simple accountant. No, he realized. It's her DNA. She doesn't think I need an angel investor, she thinks this angel investor has amazing DNA. She thinks she can breed me like a damn horse.
"Qiao here owns a chain of high-end fitness and health centers catering to elite athletes. She knows a lot of really amazing people too. Olympians and such. And I think some of her people might have some ideas to maximize your performance for any athletic endurance endeavors you find yourself attempting this week."
Endurance? What? Oh... Shit. They clearly had much bigger plans for him. Suddenly the memory of all those questions last night before leaving his room came back to him. They were already planning this, even then. He looked around the lobby and finally realized it wasn't just a normal crowd. There were several other groups of gorgeous women waiting their turn to be introduced.
He said "really nice to meet you both, but I have to run," and left the two gorgeous, powerful women he'd just met staring wide-eyed after him as Xiu leaned in close to whisper to them. He tried to skirt around the crowd to get out without meeting anyone else, but was again intercepted by another group of four incredibly beautiful women, this time led by Yuming. Her sweet smile took his breath away, making vivid images of last night flash through his mind. When she introduced him, his automatic politeness kicked in again and he found himself making eye contact with each of her three slender, gorgeous friends. He saw them each flush and their eyes widen as they made eye contact, and he knew he had three more thralls.
"This is Susu, and this is Chun-Hua, two dear friends from culinary school," Yuming said. "They are up-and-coming chefs at two of the top restaurants in the city. I know you have to be booked tonight girls, but please let me know if you can find a way to cook for Jim's party. If not, we have to figure something else out to get together soon, right?"
"Yes," breathed Susu, her eyes fixed on Jim and smoldering, "we absolutely must."
"Definitely," agreed Chun-Hua huskily, "We will make it happen. Tonight. Jim, you are in for a treat."
Jim couldn't speak from the wave of desire that hit him. He gulped, smiled eagerly and nodded, knowing it was true. Holy shit, what a treat it would be to take these two, to make them his, to explore and conquer their eager, sweet little bodies. And sure, to try their cooking too. That crazy lust from last night was rushing back with a vengeance, crowding out the guilty thoughts that had so recently filled him.
"And this is my cousin Anna," Yuming continued. "She's a producer for a big music company. She works with girl bands, originally in Korea where she's from and now, after a merger, her company is here too, doing Chinese girl bands. Yes, I'm one quarter Korean," she added, seeing him glance at her.
Jim could hardly breathe looking at Anna. She was stunning. So much character with her crazy pink hair and her sparkling joyful eyes and sweet face. And what a gorgeous, slender body. Her body responded to his gaze like a caress, each part of her squirming as he slowly looked down and took in her beautiful curves. He wanted to undress her right now and find out if her pubes were dyed pink too. His eyes locked back on hers again and they were not just eye-fucking but eye-breeding each other.
He wanted to take her up to his room right then. Take all five of the girls he had just met. And Yuming too. Pregnant or not, he wanted her again too. He knew that he could. It was a short elevator ride away. They would be thrilled to go. He knew they were wet for him, all of them, right now. And fertile for him, right now. He had time. There was actually a lot of time before his first meeting. He had been leaving early to get situated before the meeting, but that wasn't really necessary. He was about to invite them up when he remembered he didn't have his room key back from Leizu. And there was still that long line at the front desk. Oh well. He knew he'd see them soon. Nothing would stop it, now that he was connected to them.
By the time he extricated himself from Yuming's group, the other two groups were between him and the door and his lust-addled brain didn't have the energy to try to avoid them. Soon he felt connected to and was lusting after a total of five more gorgeous girls, all panting and staring at him, squirming with desire. Mei's two friends were Huifen, a ballerina, and Xiang, a doctor. Li introduced him to her flight attendant friend Guanyu, her yoga instructor Tung-Mei, and her tennis coach Zhu. Each was spectacular, gorgeous, incredibly alluring, wildly sexy, adorable, exactly his type. He knew they had been chosen to match all his preferences, and, he realized, maybe also in part because they were in a position to know a lot of other girls he might like. Thoughts of crowds of ballerinas, yoga girls, and girl bands filled his mind. Holy shit. This might be about to get way, way out of hand.
