Big Brother

The Little Brother option could probably allow me to get a much bigger cut from Vlad. However, I'd never gotten a good sense of how big his family operation was. I knew his grandfather was from the old country and ran things, but Vlad had never been big on details. I might need protection more than I needed control.

I selected Big Brother and went to sleep, completely exhausted.

I was having a pretty boring dream, just me walking along an endless beach, but then there was a droning sound, like and air raid siren. It had been going since the dawn of time, always getting louder, more insistent. It was the worst noise in the world, and it ruined my pleasant mood.

I woke up, just barely, to the sound of the droning alarm. I turned it off and rolled over in my bed.

+20 BS. 55 Remaining.

I didn't even register that as I drifted back to sleep.

The banging on my door was so loud it instantly woke me up. Kennedy's insistent boss voice didn't make it any more peaceful, either.

"Open the door, Will! You're late for breakfast!"

I painfully pulled myself out of bed. I opened the door and said, "I'm up, I'm up!"

I was a little surprised by what I saw. Kennedy wasn't wearing an actual suit, but she was about as dressed up as could be acceptable at a resort. She had on a short blue skirt and a white blouse, both of which were much more conservative than the bikinis and shorts that all the ladies had been wearing so far.

"Good morning, Kennedy. Have you decided to run for governor and take over the island?"

The tall woman patted me on my head. "You're cute. It's the day before your wedding, and it's time to get serious. Almost all the guests are coming in today, you've got a rehearsal and a rehearsal dinner, and whatever you guys did at your party last night (I don't want to know about it), Simone is badly hung over and taking the morning off. So I'm in charge of keeping everything running. Get dressed, we delayed breakfast an hour for you, but we can't wait forever."

Good fucking lord, why did this have to be so complicated? My head was pounding. Still, this wasn't all bad.

"You know Kennedy, with a list of stuff to do like that, today will probably be very stressful. How about you come in and help me relieve some of that stress?"

Kennedy's cool, boss-mode demeanor slipped. She knew exactly what I meant, and her eyes lowered down to my crotch. Now that she had the belief that giving me blowjobs was as good as sex, did she remember that brief one she gave me on the boat as being fun? The way she was looking at me, it seemed like she did. Plus, bride's maids loved hooking up and there was nothing wrong with giving the groom a BJ, right?

"No time," said Kennedy, snapping back into boss-mode. "Breakfast starts in 8 minutes. I'll see you there."

She took off down the hall, her super tone ass taunting me in the blue skirt. Just because she was feeling more sexually adventurous than usual didn't mean she'd ignore her duties. I closed the door and started getting ready for the day. I'd have Kennedy again soon enough, and this time it wouldn't be five minutes of me eating her out and two seconds of her sucking my cock.

I stopped at the hotel shop and got some aspirin on my way to breakfast. That was a good move because Nicole was in a loud mood.

"Honey!" She almost tackled me, she hugged me so hard. "One more day! Tomorrow we're going to be married!"

"Yes! I'm so excited!" I said. Surprisingly, that felt true. Since I was no longer planning on bailing after a couple of months, this marriage felt more real than it ever had before. How long was I considering staying with her? Was I going to spend a couple of years draining every bank account I could, then divorce her and move on? Maybe it depended on how much I could accomplish with this app. Maybe it depended on how well I could train her as my pet-wife. I'd have to wait and see.

We sat down and the waitress immediately placed some food in front of me that Nicole had already ordered. I dug in and paid close attention to everyone around the table. Mr. Astor nodded politely to me. He didn't seem outright terrified of me like before, but definitely respectful, which was good. Mrs. Astor was munching on a carrot and gazing at her husband lovingly. Kennedy occasionally glanced at me, so I was pretty sure that my offer back at my room was getting in her head. She wanted my cock, I just needed the right moment. Xavier asked Kennedy twice during the meal if he should go check on Simone. He looked very disappointed each time his girlfriend said no. Opal wasn't just glancing at me, she was openly leering at me. She'd come to breakfast wearing a bikini top and she stuck out her new breasts every time I looked in her direction. They looked fucking terrific, and I hadn't had a chance to play with them yet.

The odd one out was Ainsley. She did glance at me occasionally like the other girls, so I felt confident that she was also thinking about my incredible cock. However, she had the Itos to distract her. Mr. Ito was sitting on her right and Elise was on her left like she was their child. Their chairs were even closer to hers than normal. Mr. Ito kept talking to her every time she tried to talk to someone else and Elise was holding her hand.

As Nicole talked and talked about all the plans we had for today, something odd happened with Ainsley. Halfway through the meal I noticed that she had a zoned out look and her hands had disappeared under the table. It was hard to tell, but her right arm seemed to be moving rhythmically. Mr. Ito was just chatting away normally, telling another story about his company, but Elise was staring up into the sky intensely. I thought I saw a little movement in Ainsley's left arm, too.

I pulled out my phone, but kept it under the table. I pointed it across at Ainsley and the Itos, then took a picture. I smiled at Nicole while she talked, then glanced down at the picture I'd just taken.

Under the table, Ainsley was jacking off Mr. Ito and fingering Elise at the same time. I looked up. Ainsley and Elise were clearly trying to keep their faces calm, but Mr. Ito absolutely looked like this was just another breakfast for him. He hadn't even slowed down his description of the Ito Motors inspection process to Xavier.

I decided to be a trouble maker and said, "Hey Ainsley, are you looking forward to the welcome party?"

"Hmm?" said the blonde knockout. "Oh, yes! Um, I'm really looking forward to seeing a lot of old friends."

She'd done an impressive job of maintaining her composure, and I'm pretty sure the slight movement of her arms hadn't even stopped.

"That's right, a lot of your old college friends are coming! Are there any old boyfriends you're looking forward to seeing? I bet you'd ready for a wedding party hookup!"

Ainsley blushed, which was a rare sight for the outgoing model. "Yeah, there are a couple guys I used to date, but they're married now."

Elise closed her eyes and breathed heavily. I'm pretty sure nobody noticed but me.

+3 BS. 58 Remaining.

I was having too much fun to stop trying to distract them. "Even if they're married, you could still fool around a little. Maybe more if their wives give them permission."

"Well," said Ainsley. "There is one guy who's been on my mind a lot lately. He's really handsome! But he's super faithful to... his girl, and I think he's had his last fling with anyone else. So there probably isn't much chance." She looked deeply into my eyes. "Do you think there's much chance?"

I would have told her yes, but Mr. Ito put his arm around Ainsley and said, "Oh, don't worry about Ainsley. She's a strong, little girl! She doesn't need a man right now! Isn't that right, Ainsley?"

He squeezed her close against him and his mouth went slightly slack. That was the only clue I got that he'd just cum while talking.

+1 BS. 59 Remaining.

This guy was as cold and steady as Vlad, in his way.

Ainsley just smiled at him and didn't say anything. She reached for her napkin and wiped off her hands.