You look down 's naked form, from her sweetly-innocent face to the tuft of pubic hair just above her pussy. Your dick stirs, wanting to explore what you'd been missing all those years. From the look on her face, wants it, too. Your hand moves to touch her womanhood, but she holds your hand off, just scant centimeters from the wanted touch. You look into her face and see the shared desire in her eyes.
"Wait, . I need to ask you something first." Her voice is serious. You notice Amy sits up a little straighter, as well.
"What?" You ask, pulling your hand back.
"You know what I came here to study, right?"
What kind of question is that? You've known for years she wanted to climb the corporate ladder.
"Business management, why?" you answer.
"Good, glad you remembered. Did you know I've gone into business for myself since coming here? I've been making a steady amount of money on sex toys all over campus, and it's actually been better business since we found out the campus is going to start moving to co-ed. Now that the boys are starting to show up, business is slowing down. So it's time to change my model. And I want to include you. Are you in?"
You take a moment before you realize what she's implying. "Wait, what kind of 'business' are you talking about?"
"The sex industry. Duh. Most of these girls have never seen a penis, much less know what to do with one. Guys are going to be in high demand, and providing safe conditions for sexual encounters is going to be good business. There's only a couple dozen guys coming in this semester, with a female student body in excess of eight hundred. Even keeping the prices low, I can estimate at least four hundred dollars per week, easy.
"....If you're in, of course," she says. "Either way, you're still going to get to sleep with both me and Amy."
"How am I supposed to get away with this? I'd be doing the dangerous part and sneaking around to girls' rooms or having them sneak into mine. I'd get expelled for sure."
"Oh, please. The faculty knows there'll be sex on campus. It's not like it's a foreign topic. Most of the girls here are bi, and they've been getting along on carpet munching for years at a time."
"Hell, I fucked my fencing coach just yesterday," Amy chimes in. "You'd probably get business from some of the faculty, too, since the entire staff is female, except for the groundskeeper and janitor, and they're gay."
"But that still doesn't explain how I'd get around without drawing suspicion," you point out.
"That's my part of the plan," Amy says. "I'm here for a technology degree, specifically security technology. All those keycard readers on the doors? I have access to the mainframe that controls 'em. I can get you a universal keycard to open every door in every dorm building. Security only watches the outside of the buildings. If you've got a key to open the outer door, you obviously belong there and they won't bother you."
"Now, provided you agree," returns to the discussion, "I'll handle your scheduling and appointments. I won't schedule you during classtimes, during major exam weeks, or if it starts to interfere in your studies, I'll back down on how often you'll be 'entertaining' clients. All you have to do is be clean, be punctual, and have a hard cock."
"So what do you say, ?" Amy asks, her warm hands on your arm. It certainly sounds like they've got this all planned out, but there's something missing from their plans..... Then it hits you.
"Okay, so say I go along with this and let you pimp me out. What's my pay?"
"I was planning on 25-25-50, with you and Amy getting twenty-five percent each."
"Forty," you say boldly and point at your hard cock. "If what you've said is true, then this is going to be a hot commodity. Volume alone will be worth it."
mulls it over for a few moments. "Thirty-five, and you've got a deal." She offers her hand. You make a show of considering it. Before taking her hand.
"Deal."
"Good," says as her sister gets up and leaves the room. You notice Amy stops at a dresser long enough to snag a dildo. "Now let's seal the deal." |