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In reality, the girls more than willingly left their homes in pursuit of more pleasurable, and richer roads and that lead to my home. But, as I said before," he sighed dramatically. "My grandson decided then that it was the perfect time to come out of the closet and decide he liked sleeping with men instead of women."

"You appear disappointed only for the sake of what you bought him. Most grandparents would be more outraged than this."

He smiled. "Oh, I'm not. I had an inkling he might be gay, but I fortunately had the foresight to make him sign over his sperm for heirs when the time came. Other than that, as long as he continues to run the company magnificently, I have no problems who he's sleeping with at night. So," he looked at me with suddenly shrewd eyes. "Do we have a deal?"

"What would I be doing?" I countered. This whole deal stank of illegal.

"Well, I will assign two girls to you as your own and the rest, you simply service to make them all happy."

"You're turning me into a sex slave?" I asked, aghast.

He waved a hand. "Of course not. You can reject any girl you wish, but I do wish you would be sure to make a certain amount happy every night. I can't pay all of you men to sit around when there are girls in need of attention."

"Is this even legal?" I argued. Honestly, it had to be too good to be true.

He raised a brow. "Of course it is. I don't pay the girls or you for sex. I simply pay for food, housing, clothes and any other expense you and everyone else may incur. If you wish to turn this building into one giant library or symposium to debate Japanese literature, then by all means, do so. I am simply relating to you the wishes of the women who currently are in residence here and that is happiness only a man, or another woman can provide."

I sat on the bed, staring at the sheets.

"My job?"

"You can request to work from home or you quit."


"No reason why you can't continue to see or ignore them."

I stared again at the sheets. It was so tempting. Paid to do nothing but pleasure?

"What would I do instead? I won't sit around."

"If you wish to gain another degree part time, that is fine. If you wish to work from here, that is fine as well. As long as it does not interfere."

"And when I want to leave?"

"I will show you the door."

I thought long and hard now. While I was almost done paying off my college debt, I could use the money and it appeared that it wasn't slavery, just a man who was a sick pervert and didn't want to cast out a bunch of women on the streets after finding out his grandson preferred cock. It was almost like he was Hef, but much more hardcore. And I would have two women of my own and I hadn't been laid in months...

"Okay. I'll try this out for awhile."

The old man smiled enigmatically. "Very good."


I had gone to take a shower after that fateful conversation and when I had opened the door, a blonde was sitting on my bed, legs open and masturbating furiously. I didn't want to spoil her fun and instead opted to watch her as soon as I got over my exteme shock.

She was tan with a slight smattering of freckles all over her body and her hair, as golden as a buttercup, was long and curly around her voluptuous waist. The thing I noticed first however, besides her fingers dipping into her glistening pussy, was her generous breasts. They were almost perfect, despite their very large size, as she massaged one breast, moaning loudly as her fingers dipped in and out of herself, fast and furious for several minutes, then slow and steady as she squirmed and writhed with pleasure. The hard on I got just watching her was painful as I began to massage my cock, moving up and down, wishing I was those fingers dipping in.

She stopped suddenly.

"I thought I would give you a surprise, but if you aren't interested," she drawled in a slight southern accent.