I spent the rest of the afternoon with a the new pipeline team going over Thornbird’s proposal. It was complex and fraught with political bottlenecks. It was getting late so I told the team to get the data and any insights over to Maggie and I would study it at home.
Heading home, I thought about just partnering up with Thornbird without the analysis in return for him insisting I see Rebecca and Samantha. I was leaking again and a little love pulsed my way. I was an open book to my new loves.
About half way home Samantha began to leak. She was reading a human interest article in the local paper about woman who was comatose in the Hospital. Her husband beat her near to death for attempting to leave him. The article keyed on the fact that the local woman’s shelter was out of beds and had turned her away. Having no where else to go, she returned home to an irate husband. The shelter was of course devastated. The woman was too shammed to tell them she had no where else to go. They had been working to raise funds to expand the shelter for two years and were only half way to their goal. I could feel Samantha’s pain. She was near to tears thinking about the hospitalized woman.
I sent a comforting nudge. I realized I was meant to feel her pain. I had always told myself I would save the world if I became wealthy. I just never seemed to get around to it. Now I had target painted by angel.
“Call Mark Peters, home.” My cars computer repeated. “Calling Mark Peters home.” Mark was a born again environmental hippy. I hired him a few years ago to handle the environmental groups. He went farther than the lawyers said we had too and allowed us to avoid a lot of protests that other firms dealt with. He was always able to come up with a compromise that both the accounts and environmentals could live with. His world loving ways made him perfect for what I had in mind.
“Hello.” It was Mark.
“Hi Mark, it’s Robert. Sorry to call you at home.”
“No problem, what do you need.” I think he enjoyed his paycheck almost as much as saving the planet. Hippies need money too.
“There is a woman’s shelter in Augustine that’s having trouble trying to expand.” He interrupted.
“I think I know the one. They turned away that lady who ended up in the hospital. I just read about yesterday. It pissed me off. I sent that Martha lady $100.” I should have known. He was always up to date on the current causes.
“I need someone to head a project to solve their bed issue. We are going to donate five k plus whatever team hours are needed. If your interested, I would like to offer it to you.” It is like giving a puppy bacon.
“Shit ya. Of course I would love handle this. This is beyond generous Robert. You’ll let me bring in Brandon on this?” The wheels were turning already. I just made his year.
“Brandon and anyone else you need. Everyone gets paid. We’ll write it off and make the government pay some.” More candy for the hippie.
“All right! Is this public yet, I would like to consult with Martha ‘whats her name’ as soon as possible.” Time to let him loose.
“As public as you need it to be. Totally your call. Just make sure no more women get turned away.”
“Yes sir! This is fantastic. I don’t know who to call first. I’ll send daily reports to Maggie as usual. I’ll get started right away.” There was a click and I chuckled. I bet he didn’t even realize he just hung up on me.
I felt a tremendous warm surge enter my soul. It was Samantha and Rebecca sending an erotic stream. I was seeing Rebecca through Samantha and visa versa. They were standing naked in the living room moving seductively toward each other. I felt both their desires as the began to caress each others faces, necks, shoulders and breasts. They leaned in tilting their heads and meet lip to lip, tongues entwining. I shuddered in time with them as my arousal became apparent. Their matching nipples met as the kiss deepened and I felt all the sensations.
My car drifted onto the shoulder and hit the rumble strip. I came back to reality and swerved back into my lane. “Hey, I’m driving here!” I said out loud. I felt laughter and the vivid streams returned to normal. “Great, now I’ll be hard all the way home.” I leaked my frustration as I said the words. I was thrown a kiss and ‘as long as you’re hard when you get home.’ I hit the gas.
I returned home thirty minutes later than planned, my hardon gone, waving a pink slip. “A speeding ticket. Look what you made do. When that punk of cop asked me what my hurry was, I almost told him.” Embarrassed laughter hit me and I knew they were hiding in the hallway. “You two are paying the fine. A hundred and twenty five bucks. It’s not the money, you know, it’s the principle.” I felt pouting and false sorrow. “Don’t give me that. I want an apology.”
My insides turned to rubber as a dual blast of passion flooded in. Two angels rounded the corner dressed in virgin white teddies that were almost see thru. Their glowing red hair blown back with taut nipples pointing toward me. A look of seductive seriousness graced their faces as they strutted like models down a runway. I wasn’t breathing and the ticket was floating to the floor. As they approached they snapped their heads upward slightly. The passion instantly doubled, they were making love to me from the inside. It was so intense I didn’t want to move. I just wanted to bask in it’s glory.
I barely noticed them undressing me. Physical sensation was superseded by the mystical. I felt a tongue at my ear. Rebecca whispered ever so slowly, “Breath.” I exhaled and drew another breath, it was hard, I was afraid I would disturb the bliss. Hands and legs were tenderly caressing my body and thoughts were ravishing my soul. Samantha dropped to her knees and her sweet lips slowly enveloped my now raging member. The passion had now evened to both physical and mental as her head slowly moved back and forth. I looked down and was meet with those two green pools truly looking directly into my soul. I released my love in waves and the passion increased again and I had to pull back. I realised this was for me, their only pleasure would be in giving me pleasure.
Rebecca’s tongue returned to my ear. “Cum for us my love.” Her hand tickled its way down my back giving me external shivers to go with the internal ones. I began to make short gasping sounds as my orgasm neared. Her hand continued following the crack on my butt to just behind my balls. She ticked my crotch from balls to anus and my knees started getting weak. “Cum for us.” she repeated. My cock exploded, the spasms coming from the center of my being and massaged by the passion emanating from my girls. It keep reverberating through my body as I filled Samantha’s mouth. My head fell back and I felt Rebecca steading me while my legs began to shake. I never felt anything so pleasurable, so deep. The passion receded with my diminishing spasms and was replaced in equal quantity by love. So much love.
I weakly flooded my love into the girls and I felt their smiling response. My whole body began to relax, all tension drained far away. I felt Samantha’s lips leave my cock and then returned to the crown for a little kiss. She rose and looked me deep in the eyes and Rebecca moved in to share an open mouthed kiss and my seed. I was again flooded with their love and they allowed me to feel the sharing between the two of them. Rebecca broke the kiss and turned to me. She leaned in and we shared a similar kiss. I could taste my cum as our tongues danced. I was surprised that I didn’t find it offensive at all. Samantha hugged us both and said, “We are one.” I sent my love in acknowledgement.
They led me to the couch and they allowed me to collapse between them. They continued to softly stroke my body and were running their fingers through my hair. I caressed their thighs in return. “That was one hell of an apology.” I stammered, still exhausted by their manipulations.
Samantha smiled. “That wasn’t an apology. We can’t help that you’re a bad driver.” She sent a small poke of love to take the edge off her statement.
Rebecca kissed my cheek. “That was for all the woman Augustine who won’t find themselves in the hospital.” I felt a surge of warmth that was reinforced by Samantha. “What you started tonight will change the world for the better. So few of us have that kind of power.” I felt pride, mine and theirs. Ours.
“So which of you is going to pay the ticket.” I kept a straight face but, I was sure I was leaking my humor. I received a series of playful slaps as they stood and dropped their teddies. I began to rise and made a grab for my naked girls. They jumped out of the way laughing and ran to the pool. I followed the cute little butts into the water and we happily played until I was again exhausted. I grabbed the side of the pool and propped my arms up to rest. I suddenly realized what was going on.
“You’ve got me exercising.” I felt a little pulse of love from Rebecca. Samantha swam up to me and pressed her breasts into my chest and kissed my cheek.
“We have to keep you healthy somehow. Anyways, its your own fault that you like to chase naked women around.” She kissed the other cheek and pulsed some love.