Party Hostess

I had to go with option 2. The first option was incredibly tempting, I would have loved to see Simone working her way through half the guest list. I would have loved to be one of the ones sampling that refined Asian pussy. However, her position as maid of honor meant she was responsible for all the bride's maids, possible for the entire wedding to some degree. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to exert that much influence over that many people.

I confirmed option 2 and checked the update to her profile.

Simone Ito

Age: 26

Occupation: VP of Ito Motors

Beliefs:

• Will Taylor is faithfully in love with Nicole Astor.
• Everyone should be more sexually daring at social events. If they are single, they should indulge in meaningless flings. If they are with a partner, they should loosen up and push their sexual boundaries.
• Bride's maid should be especially sexually adventurous to encourage all the other guest by example.
• Target believes she has a natural gift for helping people loosen up sexually and she should use that gift in appropriate situations like social gatherings.

Resistances:

• Target will resist the idea that she should hook up with multiple people at a social event. Once she has had sex with one person, she will feel that it is a fleeting romance and she needs to stick with it until it runs its course at the end of the event.

There was some good and some bad in this. For the good side, I noticed that the new belief did not say that people shouldn't have flings if they had a partner, only if they attended their event with their partner. That could be very useful.

The bad side was that new resistance. Apparently picking one path rejects the other path, so my odds of talking the snotty heiress into bed just went down. Whoever that guy she hooked up with was, his lucky dick was the only one she'd want for the rest of the week.

Well, maybe. It said she'd resist the idea of sleeping with other people, not that she'd reject it. I'd have to see if it was worth the BS points to overcome that.

For now, I just wanted to go to bed. I went back to my room and called the front desk. I arranged for a huge arrangement of flowers to be put in front of Nicole's door in the morning. I made sure to include a note explaining that I knew how much her relationship with her father meant to her, so I'd never want to jeopardize that. If I hadn't seen that profile change in the app, I'd never have known what the root of the argument was, so that was a bonus.

I got in bed, then got back out and went to the bathroom. With all the thoughts of what I could do to Nicole and her friends using this app, I wasn't going to sleep without jacking off first. The thought of blowing a load on Simone's big tits while she rode another man's cock and satisfied several more with her hands and mouth put me over the edge in no time. The thought of explaining to her why she needed to beg for more got me hard again, requiring a second jerk off session a few minutes later.

The next morning I woke up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.

+15 BS. 35 remaining.

Very nice! It wasn't enough to do a lot, but every little bit gave me more options. I actually could have gotten Nicole on my side about the prenup if I'd been at full. It would probably cost 190 BS if I tried that again, an impossible number given the 100 BS limit.

I got a message on my main phone. It was from Nicole. "Got your flowers. They're beautiful!!! I'm so sorry!!! Was it that obvious that I was freaking out about my dad?!!!"

I wrote back, "Only to me"

She wrote back a message that was just heart and kiss emojis. Then another message, "Forgive me?"

"Of course"

"Great!!! The girls are landing in an hour. We can meet them after breakfast"

An hour later I was holding hands with Nicole on the runway of the tiny airstrip next to the resort. Technically it was separate from the resort, but we were so far from everything else on the island that it might as well have been within the gates. Nicole jumped up and down, tugging at my hand, as the private jet came into sight. Simone came out on the runway and joined us right as the plane touched down. She was wearing the same sun dress she'd had on the night before.

The first one out was Kennedy. Do you like tall girls? If yes, then she was your absolute fantasy. The striking brunette had played volley throughout college and maintained her athletic physique afterwards. Once she joined her daddy's media conglomerate, she'd intimated every man in every meeting. She wasn't directly threatening, she was always professional and outwardly nice, but when a beautiful woman is looking down at you while shaking your hand firmly, her natural confidence can be overwhelming.

Nicole and Simone ran to Kennedy and hugged her the moment she stepped off the plane. Her boyfriend Xavier gave me a friendly nod as the girls shouted and laughed.

Next out was Ainsley. The blonde woman had rejected her parents' pleas to go to business school, becoming a model instead. She got out of the plane and joined the group hug, but no boyfriend followed. She had one, but Nicole had told me he wouldn't be able to come.

Finally, Opal. As always, Opal looked pampered in a way that even the other rich girls couldn't match. Her long, copper-colored hair was straight and perfect, her breezy designer skirt and tight top showed off her slender body and impossibly narrow waist. and she had on a wide, floppy hat to protect her pale skin. Everything about her screamed "princess" which was appropriate since, like Nicole, she had no job and fully intended to never get one.

Someone who didn't know better might think the other girls reacted to Opal the same way they did to Kennedy and Ainsley. Most of them did, but I knew to watch Simone carefully, and she hung back instead of running up to hug the redhead. She smiled, but only barely, and stood just a little away from the others. Opal didn't even look at her. Nicole and the others didn't even notice, they were too busy going crazy at the sight of friends they had seen just a few days ago.

"Oh my god! I can't believe-"

"This is so amazing! It's all so-

"You're getting married!"

I glanced over at Xavier. We gave each other a look to acknowledge how ridiculous the ladies were acting. I didn't care if this asshole lived or died, but a little comradery could pay off later, so I mimed putting a gun to my head and pulling the trigger. He laughed.

Silly or not, watching these girls try to hug and jump up and down was getting me going. Their hot, well-bred, personal-trainer-toned bodies rubbed against each other and I imagined various lies to could tell to get them into bed. I'd talked many beautiful women into sleeping with me, that was part of how I'd figured out my natural gift for the con, but now there were so many more possibilities. How much could I accomplish, both financially and sexually, by the end of the week? I wasn't even sure which was making me more horny, the thought of fucking all these hot women or of emptying all their trust funds.

My real phone buzzed. It was a message from Nicole's father, Reuben Astor. "I'm going golfing this morning. You are invited."

Wow, the old guy was making an effort. That was admirable, considering the fact that he hated me. I'd been trying to avoid him as much as possible for the last six months, but maybe it was time to change that.

Nicole ran over and threw her arms around my neck. With a dopey smile she said, "We're all going to drive into town and go shopping. Are you coming with us? Please?!"