Leaving my job, and the following weeks

I look over at Andrea, then Tessa, both coming down from the sexual highs from moments before. I speak up, "So you two are fine with me moving in here correct?" I state, more of a re-affirmation than an actual question.

"Of course!" Andrea says, and Tessa nods her head in agreement, small amounts of my cum still leaking from her exposed body.

"Then Andrea, why don't you drive me to my apartment while Tessa makes us dinner. We'll be about an hour an a half. I'm going to gather some stuff for tonight, then I'll be quitting my job tomorrow, and will move more stuff in." I say.

Andrea starts getting dressed, and Tessa asks her to hand her her underwear, as she lifts her hips before putting them on, likely to prevent more cum from leaking.

I ride with Andrea to my apartment, and first load her car with clothes and a few random other things I own, then I have her help load my car up with other things, like my vials. The next few days I'll have to figure out what to do with the rest of my stuff that doesn't matter, like my bed, dresser, and desk.

As we get ready to leave, Andrea tells me something, "When we go back, be sure to drive behind me. You might have missed it being in the back seat before, but we live in a gated community, and I'll have to tell the gate to let your vehicle in."

I agree to follow her back, my mind starting to fill with questions and ideas that I'll discuss when we arrive.

When we arrive at Andrea's house, Tessa is just putting dinner on, so we postpone unloading things until after we eat.

Tessa has made a pretty nice meal, but right now I have a few questions.

"So, Andrea, how did you end up with a home like this in a gated community?" I ask. I know she's a lawyer, but his is a pretty nice place, so I'm a little curious.

"Well, actually, I got a really good deal on it. I used to, ahem, get along with the woman who built the houses here." Andrea says.

"When you say get along, I'm assuming you mean sexually? Also, when you say built, elaborate, if you would." I reply.

"Yes, sexually. When I was getting my undergrad degree, we fooled around a few times. Her father owns a very large construction company, you may have heard of them, Mathis Construction, and when she finished her degree, her father left her in charge of the residential construction side of the business. Her older brother now runs the commercial side of the company, but she's loaded with cash, and cut me a pretty good deal." Andrea explains.

"So, is she a lesbian? Is she hot?" I ask, thoroughly interested now.

"She is a lesbian, but she's not nearly as hot as she used to be, she put on a lot of weight when she took over the construction business." Andrea pulls out her phone and shows me a picture that she's tagged, 'Caroline Mathis' of a fairly overweight woman in a business suit. I can see what she means, if she lost around a hundred pounds, she'd give any woman a run for their money on beauty, but the fat really fills out her frame poorly, giving her a very chubby face, and the fat seems to have concentrated in very unflattering places. "She does still sleep with lots of women, but it costs her quite a pretty penny. She's even approached me a few times since I moved in here, but I've always turned her down." Andrea finishes.

I look at Tessa, who seems to be unconcerned, so she must have been aware of this.

"That all gives me an idea. I think we can bring her into the fold, and motivate her to get into shape. Then I want to get in on a new gated community. Develop and design it. It'll cost her a lot, but it'll be our paradise. A new place for us, and any future additions. Any way to get in contact with her?" I ask.

"Oh, that sounds like a lot of fun master. I can call her. Should I do it now?" Andrea asks, pulling her phone out.

"No no, we'll need time to get enough cum together to convert her, but it's something to look forward to. Of course, I have no intention of fucking her until she gets in shape, so it'll be even longer before that comes to fruition. I do have another question though. How well known are her little escapades?" I respond.

"Pretty well known I suppose." Andrea says.

"Well known enough that if she were to build a 'lesbian paradise' for herself, that people wouldn't be surprised?" I ask.

"Well, I'm sure some would be surprised, but the political climate is amiable enough to it, that it could probably work." She responds.

"Even if some of the women end up pregnant?" I ask.

"As long as she doesn't get pregnant, yeah. She's paid enough money to some straight women to fuck them, so I don't think it would concern to many people." She replies.

"Excellent. Then I suppose both of your goals over the next couple weeks should be fairly obvious. Milking my cock into a container of cum, so we can control her." I say.

Andrea and Tessa both look slightly disappointed at my statement, likely due to the fact that it means they'll get less of my cum in them, but its a necessary sacrifice, but I throw them a bone anyway, "I promise that I'll give each of you two doses though. Tessa you get yours in your pussy, and Andrea, you can drink yours."

Both seem to perk up and smile, and respond with "Thanks Master!".

By the time our discussion ends, dinner is finished, and we all begin unpacking my stuff and moving me in to the house.

That night, we're pretty tired, so I go to bed without any further sex, but with each woman on either side of me in their queen bed.

The next day, I drive in to my work and quit. Tiffany seems very saddened by this, but at this point, I don't really care, I turn in what stuff I need to, and I head back to Andrea's house, where Tessa is waiting for me, and we begin the long process of collecting my cum for when we meet with Caroline.