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The rest of the day I got a bunch of things accomplished; including canceling my phone. Not just because of what Susan said, but when I went home to shower after leaving work, I felt dirty, the answering machine was full of messages.It seems all sorts of people were calling me, salesman, distant relatives, old school chums, and even people asking to help a loved one with my money. To hell with them!I drove to into the day and even the early night.Stopping in Jasper, where I got an expensive room. It was huge!I was paying for everything with cash, and again I saw many a female, of all ages and sizes, trying to catch my eye.For hours that night I lay in bed alone thinking about the last few days. Before finally falling asleep. At breakfast two days later, I realized it was time to head back to town, and to stop hiding. I had come to a decision about everything in my life, except I couldn't figure out woman.I know I was stupid to try, but most were acting very suggestive with me. And more than a few were married. The memories of my ex-boss, Susan's transformation from a bossy bitch to a sluty bitch. Notice I didn't drop the word bitch, that was one thing she couldn't hide. You can't change lead to gold. That was also something else I realized. I wondered how far woman were willing to go to get a rich man!The party was in my honor but I was keeping out of the limelight. It was at my aunts and uncles home and had only a few family members. But I wasn't a party animal, and besides after the initial patting on the back and half-jokingly asking for money, things returned to normal. Thank-god! My cousin-in-law, Tami was sitting next to me, she was very polite and sweet. She also wasn't a party person, in fact most of the family didn't even like her. Always figuring her for a stuck up bitch. Most of the time she was nice to me, but once she did chew me out for a minor occurrence. I never forgave her.I was talking to her about the places she traveled to, deciding where to take a trip. She suggested the Caribbean.Across the living room sat another cousin-in-law, Cindy with her husband, my aunt and her baby boy. They were playing with the kid, the usual baby talk and toys. But I kept feeling her eyes upon me, and every time I looked at her she was looking at me. She didn't seem embarrassed that she was caught starring at me but it only seemed to encourage her to be more bold. I knew she was caught with the bug that I was responsible for, money. She wasn't very attractive, just plain, and a little heavy. Her husband, my cousin, was an idiot, he had burnt his mind out with drugs since he was twelve. I always wondered what she saw in him. The starring was becoming ridiculous and I was uncomfortable, Cindy had begun to lick her lips suggestively.Tami next to me spoke quiet enough so only I heard it, "Looks like you have an admirer." Of course, she could also see the woman, we were both facing her. "Ya, perhaps I should go?" I meant it, last thing I wanted to do was get in trouble with my cousin's wife. Tami gently laid her small hand upon my arm, "Don't let her ruin your evening. Try to ignore her. If she want's to make a fool of herself, let her." I barely heard her words, it was the first time she had ever touched me. When I looked down at her hand, she realized where it was and rapidly withdrew it, then got up to refresh her glass of wine. Could she also be bitten by the bug. She hadn't acted suggestive, but perhaps their were two kinds of woman that caught my bug. She was certainly attractive, a small woman, early thirties, with dark hair and tanned skin. I always noticed her as being attractive, but dismissed it since she was my cousins wife and the fact she had a terrible temper.She returned quickly, but went over to talk with my uncle, I caught her nervously glance my way. But then she turned her back on me. I got up to refresh my glass of punch. The kitchen was quieter, with only my cousin Christen mixing a couple of drinks for her and her boyfriend. A stood next to her to get a new glass of punch. "Well just because you have a few million dollars doesn't mean I'll be nice to you!" I looked her way, as usual she was joking with me. She poked me in the ribs then closed a bottle of vodka. I laughed lightly, and drunk my drink, reluctant to go back into the living room. I was thankful she wasn't treating me any different. Christen was twenty-seven, three years my senior, a short girl, but attractive. I had always had a crush on her, since we were kids and I saw her legs in a pair of nylons, since then she was often in my dreams.Though I would never admit that to anyone. We rarely saw each other, but she always joked around with me when I saw her. Today it was like a breath of fresh air. "Maybe we could do lunch this week? If you can take time out of your busy schedule." I saw her smirk, she knew I wasn't working any longer but mostly planning for my future. I didn't want to just waste away my money, instead I wanted to be rich forever."Sure, Thursday at Sherlock Holmes." I was a little inquisitive at the offer, we had never had lunch or anything else together before. But to be honest I didn't think much of it. I was about to joke to her about her latest boyfriend, a firefighter, but Cindy, the other cousin-in-law came in. Chris was about to say something but she shrugged her shoulders and left me alone. Cindy came over and poured herself a drink. "Tommy is sure getting bigger?" She turned towards me, "Every day now." She took a sip of her drink, her eyes starring into mine over her glass. When she was finished she spoke, "I have to go to the bathroom now."What a weird thing to say!But as I watched her retreating back, I realized what she meant. She wanted me to follow her. I rushed back into the living room, bending down to play with Tommy, her son, but felt sorry for the kid. His mother was a slut. A few jokes were passed my way, and we all had a laugh. But I couldn't get the sight of Cindy's eyes over her glass, wide and expectant, out of my mind. Slowly I edged back to the rear of the room. No one noticed.Even as I hurried down the hallway, I was wondering what I was doing. Was I that screwed up I would fuck my cousins wife? It looked like it.I knocked gently on the bathroom door, it opened almost immediately. There standing in the doorways was Cindy, buck naked. Her heavy naked body revealed ungloriousely to my eyes.I was conscious that I was still standing in the hallway and the door was open with a naked woman waiting for me. No word was spoken, she closed the door after me. Then quickly dropped to her knees. I looked down as she tugged on my zipper and belt, undoing both before forcing my pants and underwear to my knees. Without hesitation Cindy opened her mouth wide and swallowed my soft penis. It wasn't my first blow-job, but it was the first in the day time, with most of my relatives in the next room, including Cindy's husband and baby. I realized she was trying to please me, and succeeding. She wasn't doing this for her own pleasure, she had that bug, and it caused her to act in ways that wasn't customary. Hell, did she think I would love the feel of her mouths so much I would whisk her away to a life of wealth and pleasure. Did woman think all men only think through their cocks? I didn't, at least not always. I felt my pecker quickly grow until I could feel it hit the back of her throat as she bobbed up and down. Never taking her mouth off my organ. One hand was grasping my balls while the other was holding one of my naked asscheeks guiding my strokes in and out of her mouth. In one of my hands, I still held my drink, with the other I whipped her hair out of her eyes. I watched her face as I fucked her willing mouth. Her eyes were usually closed but she sometimes opened them to look up into mine. What a sight! She seemed to have no trouble with taking my cock all the way to its base, I didn't mind since it felt extremely good.Cindy sucked like a champ, and I realized I was going to cum very soon. I didn't want the pleasure to stop so I placed my free hand on the back of her head and held her as I felt the first explosion of my cock as it shot a load into her mouth. Cindy swallowed loudly, not resisting my hand hold in the least, while she dutifully swallowed every drop of my sperm. It was seconds after I has stopped spurting, when her hand came up and she milked the base of my cock trying to get the last drop of cum from my dick. Perhaps woman were right, I could certainly enjoy this very often. When the last drop was sucked out of the head of my cock, she pulled my pants up and redone the zipper and belt. What service! I was very conscious that someone may have noticed we were both gone at the same time and was about to leave. She sensed this and while still on her knees asked me, "Would you like to see me again?" My mouth was faster than my mind, "God yes!" It was really my dick talking. I saw her smiling as I quickly and quietly exited. No one noticed at the party that the both of us were missing. Or so I thought. Cindy returned a few moments after I did, and she didn't look at me again the rest of the party. It was only when I finally had the chance to leave did she hold my hand a little too long after shaking it, while she slowly rolled her tongue over her lips as if to say, "hum hum good!"I said that no one noticed my disappearance, but when Tami said good-bye to me, he eyes spoke volumes as she said innocently, "Did you have a good time tonight?" Of course I told her I did, but knew that she noticed the disappearance of her sister-in-law and me. I soon forgot about my cousin Tami.To let you the reader know that I wasn't cheap or a total asshole, I gave a chunk of my money away. To my mother, my sister and father when a five digit number each. While a few friends and one of my cousin's received a few gifts or a smaller sum of cash. Several of my buddies took me out the night after the party at my aunts and uncles. You couldn't guess where, a strip bar. One of them even told the DJ. that their was a new millionaire in the crowd. There were good points and bad points about that: the good was that the strippers spend a lot of time dancing and grinding their bodies facing me, looking right into my eyes while showing me what they had to offer, I felt like I was grocery shopping. The waitresses took turns bringing the drinks to our table, several going out of their way to ensure I had my order right. Then the negative side: the jokes between songs by the DJ., from my friends, and drunk strangers. I was obliged to buy three rounds for everyone in the house as an obligation.It was a weird night all round. I fucked a stripper in the dirty, smelly dressing room then went home with a waitress and I talked with her until sunrise. And believe it or not I enjoyed the waitress more, I was surprised to find she was an intelligent and thoughtful woman under those tight jeans and loose tee-shirt.The stripper's name was Cotton Candi, no kidding. She asked me before her show what I liked her to do on stage. I told her, shyly, show me her backside. Well she stayed on that stage for almost a half-hour, the place was howling as she broke a few laws. I mean she didn't just bend over and wiggle her ass for me, she masturbated on her knees her ass arched out and her cheeks spread wide. She played with herself on her back, her knees near her chest, while both hands worked upon her sex. It wasn't just that she touched her slit, but she slide her finger(s) in and out very fast, the juice was very evident as it coated her hand and inner thighs, while also leaving a little puddle on the floor. She also didn't' turn away from me the whole half-hour. God what a show. Cotton Candi held my hand as she dragged me to the back room, the place was yelling as they cheered me on, a path was made for us as we wadded through the crowd. Her body was still naked as she kicked another stripper out of the closet sized change room then locked the door behind us. The shine from her body was magnificent, and I could smell a pleasant mixture of sweat and perfume. I was animal-like! I needed to fuck this woman, this object of pleasure. It was evident what she wanted, and what I needed. I started to tear my clothes off. Cotton Candi bent forwards over the makeup table, spilling several bottles. Those magnificent rear globes raised in the air, and the crack widened naturally. There was no fuss, no foreplay, this was sex at its rawest. Her eyes, looking in the mirror before her, followed my cock as it came towards her. It didn't taste fresh air for long before I had drove it into the very wet hole that had seduced and tantalized a whole crowd of hungry men. I held onto her shiny, sweaty hips using them as leverage as I began a jackhammer effect. Her cunt slopped and her wet haunches slapped, the sound was loud even over the music next door. Soon her breathing became labored as did mine. My eyes watching hers in the mirror.No word was spoken, no promise or question asked. But I realized right before I came that she was doing exactly as Cindy and Susan had done, but she was much more experienced at tempting a man.She buckled against me, but I held her fast as I shot my powerful load deep into her cunt. It felt like a gallon of cum was shooting out of the head of my cock. Cotton Candi squealed in delight the whole time, the sound music to my ears. Before I left her there, she wrote out her "name" and two phone numbers where she could be reached. No word was spoken, we didn't' need any. Since my party was almost the last patrons left in the building, much of the attention was focused on us. Several of my friends had to already be poured into a taxi, until their was three of us left. I noticed a young waitress that hadn't served us. That was a little strange since I had practically every available woman in the place brush up against me or pass me a phone number. After I closed the door to my cousin's taxi, him being the last of the party, did I see this young waitress leave the building. I asked her politely if she needed a ride. She looked like she was about to say no, when she nodded, yes.As I sat in her small living room and we talked, I learnt a lot about her. She wasn't planning on working at the club forever, but was working only to get herself through university. I must admit, I was impressed. We talked about every subject, from strippers to politics. We laughed and argued, but when I left I asked her if she would like to go out sometime. She agreed, "...as long as we don't go anywhere with naked woman!" It was a date!As you recall I had a lunch date with my cousin Christen. Well I almost forgot the meeting, sure I had written it down, but it seemed so inconclusive in the large events that now occupied my head. So when I finally arrived downtown at Sherlock Holmes, I was out of breath and worried that I had missed her. I was almost thirty minutes late! But as soon as I turned the corner into the restaurant, I saw her sitting there.When I came up she stood and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I wondered what was up, she had never hugged me except on Christmas. Also she looked stunning, dressed in a black skirt and blouse, with her shapely legs encased in black nylons and black high heels. Her sandy blond hair and pale skin was highlighted with the black clothing making her look radiate. Her face was what caught my attention right away; she was the same joking, laughing cousin that was always teasing me, instead she looked serene and a little nervous. I was about to ask her what was wrong, and to apologize for being late, when the waiter came over and took my order. I hadn't looked at the menu, but already knew what I wanted.Thankfully he left seconds latter. Chris spoke for the first time, flashing me her smile and asking about my day. I noticed her hands kept clenching and unclenching as we spoke about boring everyday matters. Only when she saw that I noticed, did she stop her nervous movements with her hands, with also a embarrassed look upon her face. The meal came, both of ours, as did her drink. I noticed she gulped down the tall glass of alcohol very quickly. The talk dwindled away into embarrassing silence as we ate. It gave me time to wonder what the hell was going on. This was not the cousin I had known all my life. Then I came upon a hypotheses and figured she was in trouble and needed money. It was, after all, my money that everyone seemed to act weird about.Finally the lunch was finished and the excellent waiter came over and whisked off our dirty plates then returned to ask about desert, neither of us choose to have any. But I did order some tea, to finish off with.I spoke up first, "Is everything OK Chris?" I was genuinely worried, and would help any way I could. She seemed to need an incentive to begin talking, and if I didn't speak up perhaps she wouldn't even begin.After a huge intake of breath she asked, "Are you attracted to me?" Of course I was attracted to her, she was in many of my fantasies. I nodded, unsure of what exactly she meant. "I have a proposal for you...", she paused, and I saw one of her hands that held her water glass, quivering, "I would like to be your mistress!" She starred at the table top, an was unable to see my reaction. She quickly followed up with, "But if you don't what to I would understand?!"The fact that Christen was bitten by the bug too was overwhelming, at the party the other night she had acted like nothing was different, now this. I knew she had to have planned this, since she asked me to lunch. I realized I had to say something, "Are you still going out with that fireman...?" I was unable to remember his name. Without looking up, "Yes, but I would give him up in a second I you asked me too." Again silence!"What brought this on?" I was trying to act calm, but was sure everyone in the restaurant noticed that my attractive cousin had just proposed an illicit affair with me. She swallowed then spoke, "I just want to be taken care of, not having to worry about anything. And when I learned you had won the lottery, I wondered if I could give you something in return for an easy life." I was about to interject and say she need not give me anything, but I caught myself. Was I crazy, here was a beautiful woman who I often thought about, proposing herself to me, all so she could live a easier life. Hell, even if I spent a hundred thousand in the next year making her happy, it would have been worth it. "Uh, what exactly did you have in mind?" I didn't want to misunderstand anything. I wanted to be very clear on what was being said here. I didn't what to get excited about the proposal for nothing. For the first time since she had asked to be my mistress, she looked up into my eyes. "I want to be your mistress!" She paused but since I didn't say anything, she continued, "I will do anything you ask. I will never say no to you. I will make you happy, if that means taking to you, or giving massages, or fucking you, I will do it." It was my turn to be nervous, I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. Also to my cock! I wanted her very badly at that moment."I reserved a room over in the Mac Donald Hotel, and if you want too, I will show you how much I'm willing to do for you!No strings attached, if you don't want a mistress I'll understand." Somewhere in the conversation she had turned from a shy, embarrassed woman, to a sexy temptress. And I had missed that moment. I could see the change in her eye, her hand had stopped quivering and her body posture had changed. I was now the one nervous. She paid the lunch bill and stood. I stood also but as a machine, I felt as if I was in a dream. Just outside the restaurant, she turned to me and wrapped her arms around my body, stood on her toes and kissed me. Gently and very passionately.For a second I wondered if I was going to collapse.Her arm linked into mine, we walked to the hotel, which was only three blocks away. For the life of me, I can't remember anything except the feeling of our arms touching and the lingering taste of her kiss. The walk went quickly, and she was checking us in at the front desk. It was a fancy old hotel, and even had an elevator attendant. There was three other people in the elevator with us, and Chris stood in front of me. After the doors closed, I felt something rubbing along the length of my semi-hard-on. With a quick glimpse down I saw my cousins dainty hand touching the outside of my pants. The ride was only seconds long, but I wondered if I could last until the room before I shot my first load. It would be very embarrassing if I came in my pants. Thankfully, we entered the large suite that she had rented for the night. It was huge, had a outer room and a bedroom, a large bathroom with a Jacuzzi. I was a little overwhelmed with everything all at once and sat down in a large chair, trying to catch my breath. Chris meanwhile had walked over to the large window facing the river valley and turned back towards me. She looked angelic, her frame outlined in the light of the afternoon. Without a word, she lifted her hands to her neck and began to undo the buttons of her blouse. Mesmerized and frozen with excitement, I watched her. While she watched me, never taking her eyes away from mine. As if looking for approval or instructions. She lifted the bottom of the blouse out of her skirt and pulled it off. It dropped to the floor at her feet, forgotten. She reached behind her back and undid the button and zipper that held her skirt. And that also fell to the floor, and she stepped out of it. I saw she was about to take off her three inch black high heels, and mumbled, "No, don't." The reason was she looked magnificent. She was wearing a black lace bra, very tiny, then stockings and garter belt, both black, and finally a very skimpy bikini panties. She forgot about her heels and she reached between her breasts and undid the front clasp of her bra.It also fell to the floor. She dropped her hands and waited for almost a full minute, letting me see her breasts. They were small but perfectly formed, a tiny nipple that was already hard and pointing towards the ceiling at an angle. I couldn't stand the wait any longer, and spoke up, "The panties..." I needed to see her sex, the thing that had filled my dreams, her pussy. With two thumbs she pushed the garment past her hips and garter belt where it fell to the floor. She stepped out of it. There it was, her pussy. It was the same and different than I had pictured, darker than her hair on her head, but wasn't long and had been perfectly trimmed. "Turn around Chris." It was an order, no longer was I desperate for this woman, I knew I was going to soon have this beautiful body for my pleasure. More than once!Slowly, professionally, she turned. I watched her body turn to profile, saw that she still had a flat stomach, curved back, jutting buttocks. When her back was turned I was obsessed with her buttocks. They were gorgeous. Finally, she stood facing me. The silence was overwhelming, I wanted to reach out and fuck this woman, I needed to. She took very slow step towards me, one foot in front of the other. It was the sexiest walk I had ever seen. She flowed effortlessly until she stood over me. When I was about to stand up, I paused when she drifted down to her knees before me.She didn't' take her eyes off me as she unzipped my pants, then reached in and pulled out my cock. It was, of course, hard and throbbing. I realized what she was doing, she knew I was extremely excited and was going to finish me quickly so we could enjoy more of each others body. Christen, my cousin, bent forward and took the first inch and a half of my cock. Her eyes closed as she began to work upon my sexual organ. The base of my penis was wrapped in her small warm hand, she was rhythmically squeezing it in time to the bouncing of her head. She was great! I could see her cheeks were sucking in very hard, the head of my cock felt like it was in a vise. Time went way too fast, I began to shoot my load only seconds after she had first encircled my cock with her lips. I was also pleased when she didn't lift her head but forced her face as far down as she could while my cock spurted cum down her throat.Chris wasn't finished yet! Though my cock had already cum, she didn't take her mouth off me. Instead she sucked gently, while tongue lashing the sensitive head of my prick. It had a calming effect upon me, I was still quivering with excitement from my orgasm and her expert lips soothed my nerves. But soon, they also began to excite me again. Not to say I had an instant hard-on, hell-no, but I felt the stirrings down their. She sat back on her heels and smiled at me. That look told me a lot, for instance; Christen was very happy, happy to be here with me, happy that I am happy; also I saw that she loved sucking my cock and wanted more very soon. I knew I was the master and she the slave. The position she was in and the way I was sitting in the chair reminded me of a painting of a roman with naked concubines around his feet. A rush of power ran through my body, I was a whole lot more secure in my outlook on the situation.