THE WOMAN IN THE PARK
THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION… ANY IDENTITIES AND /OR SIMILARITIES TO ANYONE DEAD OR ALIVE AND THE PREDICTION OF TECHNOLOGICAL DEVELOPMENTS IS / ARE PURELY COINCIDENTAL.
I was now 21, still living with my mom, still living in sin.
My hours at the Vagiani had beed reduced. My job was still on, but I only worked part time on call. The maintenance Man … That was my new title. 3 to 5 maintenance calls per week, 5 hours per call. That was more than enough money. To avoid loosing clients. I auctioned the maintenance slots to the highest paying sluts.
I was noy July, my mom came home early that day.
>>Colette … “Philippe, mommy’s vacation is finally here. We should do something. I have 3 whole weeks just for us … us and our debauchery. We should make the best of it … new movies … what do you say”.
Colette’s cellphone rang. My Monday slot at the Vagiani had just been sold for 37,750 UDS on the auction board. My mom immediately inquired as to who the winning bidder was.
Her name was Masgor Miller. Her Thank You Card depicted herself masturbating in the bath.
SOON – IT WILL BE PHILIPPE EATING MY PUSSY – ONE HOUR AT A TIME.
>>Colette … “Soon, it will be Philippe eating my cunt ? … Gee — Zus — Kriss” said my mom … “Do you now this woman?”
I had to say “Yes, she lives in the 1407 at the Vagiani. She is the lonely child of the the drunk in 2801. She is the Miller’s daugher. The mom, she is the one who likes me.”
>>Colette … “All right then … For 37 Gs… you can fuck them both on Monday.”
>>Philippe … “Today is Saturday. I’ll go for a walk aroung Laydem park”. Before I left, I took put on a pair of flimsy ribbed cotton pants. The kind that let my penis slosh around, display it’s proportion and assess the persistence of it’s rigidity. I walked about the neighborhood. I made sure to come across girls and women who would stare, making my permanently semi-erected penis even more prominent.
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I aimed for the park, the promise of a thick canopy from the trees and abundant foliage always offered the possibility of a chance encounter. On the way there, I saw a young woman standing on a street corner.
The way she flashed her cunt as I walked by … I thought she could be a prostitute. She reminded me of Madam Perms’ daughter. The one in 2304.
I continued walking, eventually reaching the entrance to the park. I picked my favorite trail. The vegetation grew ticker, the trees taller and the canopy darker.
I could see a woman walking on the same trail as I was. She swas still far away, but her silhouette was growing larger with every step. She was walking toward me. I noticed her looking down at the bulge in my pants.
Her stare caused my penis to gorge itself full of blood. The protrusion stretched the ribbed fabric. Her stare was fixated … We were about to pass each other when she looked up.
We made eye contact, she slowed her gait. We came closer to each other.
She said “Philippe … Is that you ? … Remember me? …Ayla … Ayla Chiang … I can’t believe it … I saw your pouch from far away and I prayed … Please God, let this man be Philippe … and Poof! There you are … Walk with me … I want to talk to you … Please.”
>>Philippe … “Yes missis Chiang . Your wishes are my desires … I will do anything you want, but first; you have to call Analia … that’s Jennie’s private secretary … she is in charge of my schedule, this being my day off and all … I should really be walking … I don’t know what she will say.”
>>Ayla said “OK” … I was surprised, buy not not shocked when Ayla pulled her cellphone out of her back pocket and clicked ANALIA on her speed dial. She put the call on speaker.
Dring, Dring … “Hello ? Ayla? … Ayla Chiang Oh My God … Ayla, this is Analia …. It is good to hear from you … You have not called me for like … 3 weeks … Ayla … How are you … what can I do for you?”
Ayla answered “Well Analia, I just met Philippe in the park, we got talking. Today is Saturday, Yes? … That’s is his day off, yes? … Today and tomorrow, days off ? Yes ?”
Analia “Yes, yes and yes … Philippe is the best thing that ever happened to you, go head, take him, use him … He is all yours until Sunday 5 pm. … We call it a 16 hour emergency maintenance call … I’ll have to charge you 16000 USD for the right to exploit his sexual prowess … exclusively. No phone calls., no visitors, no interruption … use your suite at the Vagiani. That way we can give you, the full 4K rendition of all the cameras in the suite”.
Ayla understood all that. I heard them “Thank you” and “You are welcome” before Ayla put the phone back in her back pocket.
>>Ayla … “Philippe, I miss you so much. I can’t go on like this, I need your mouth on my cunt when I wake up. Nobody sucks my clit the way you do” … We stared at each other, she added … “Would like me to buy you a high protein smoothie before we go home”.
I said “Yes,smoothie banana strawberry, please”
She took my arm. We made our way out of the park. We found the “Natural Juice Store” she loved so much. Ayla bought me a liter of full of maca root, ginseng, peppermint, fruit puree, fruit juices and vitamins.
We approached the Vagiani from the back of the building. Ayla used her access card to enter the parking lot. From there we rode the elevator to the 26th floor and entered suite 2603, southwest corner.
It did not take long for Aula to tell me what to do.
Ayla had me hold on her mini-cam … “Make a POV for Jennie.”
I followed her instructions. Ayla then sent the GIF to Jennie.
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HI JENNIE … LOOK WHAT I DID TODAY
We left her suite soon after. We rode the elevator to the parking lot. Ayla pointed to the black SUV in the corner of the parking lot. She sqeezed her remote thingy. The SUV beeped, I stepped in the passager seat. I quickly pulled down my flimsy summer pants to my ankles and began to massage my appendage.
Ayla started the SUV and said. “OK, we are going to the Ambleside Restaurant. The place caters to the rich widows and divorcees in search of well hung, younger males. Well, 20 some years younger than them … I know, cause I go there often”. She took a peek at me.
>>Ayla … “I like it when you jerk off in the car … It’s like having a big dog licking himself in the front seat … Ooh! … Now that we are together, all the cougars in town will be looking at you the way I do now”.
I nodded, spat in my hands, She continued dribiving. She drove, looked at me, drove and looked again.
>>Ayla … “I knew you would expose yourself, so I mixed collagen, olive oil, hand cream, peppermint and garlic oil. I put the mixture in a small jar, you will find it in the glove compartment … Use the gonk to massage you penis and your balls … you should to that everyday … You will gain elasticity, size and sensitivité.”
I fumbled in the glove compartment, found the jar and applied the gunk as prescribed. I kept on with the massaging until we arrived to the Ambleside . It gave me time to massage the gunk deep into the tissue of my genitals.
>>Ayla …“Here we are … remember now, I am here to showcase you … I want you to slosh your penis around in your pants. I want you make eye contact and touch yourself as I introduce them to you … I will tell them about you licking me … and they, will beg me to share … You pick 4 out of the pack, I will take them home with us.”
>>Philippe … “Yes missis Chiang”.
It was a big place, Ayla guide me. Women took turn to stand in front of me and gawk. I let them watch while I massaged my penis through the thin fabric of my pants … I stared at them while they watched. For some reason, all the guests in this establishment were women. The staff … all women. Here again I was the only man present and accounted for.
In time, we were seated at our dinner table. Me, Ayla and the 4 women I had favored.
Ayla did most of the talking, she boasted about my fornicating in vivid details. Each disclosure either surprised, embarrassed or enticed our newfound 4 best friends.
I made sure the 5 women before me ate, drank and hopefully absorbed the LSD, light amphetamines and counter barbiturates in the pot of iced tea. I hoped I had put enough in the pot tp keep the 5 of them state of semi-sedated hypnosis. All that with alcohol, coffee and marijuana ought to enable me to control their submission. Better than them cutting me to pieces for fun, only to change their minds afterward and forget about it once they get sober.
Thanks to my slow consumption of a single shot of Bombay with Ginger Ale and a lone toke of BC Buds in the Ambleside bathrooms … I was able to drive.
I had to first tie Ayla in the back before piling the others in there with her.
I rolled into the Vagiani underground parking lot just after midnight. I managed to herd the 5 women all the way to the elevator … I used my All Access Card to ride up to Jennie’s floor. The same card let us entered her suite, the place was dark.
Unbeknownst to me, Jennie and Analia were at my mom’s place. There, the 3 of them waited. Waited to watch what me on my mom’s 70-inch screens.
I told the 5 of them to spread themselves on the sectional sofa. I went to take a shower.
Mom and Analia watched and directed. Jennie was selling the footage on the Pay Per View on the “Multiple Channels Universe”.
By 4 am, I left them to their demise and got me some sleep.
I awoke at noon, freed the women and brought them back the living room.
They were still in shock, did not remember much and thanked me for saving them.
I turned on the TV, They watched themselves being used and abused.
They were embarrassed, ashamed, and remorseful.
By 5pm, Jennie had come home and explained to the 5 of them how blackmail would work.
I was astonished when they all nodded in unison and said … “we are OK with that”.