The Meeting

A few days later, I pulled up outside Erica's house. We'd needed to meet up to discuss the fine points of the marketing she'd like for her company's products, but she for some reason had insisted that we met at her home, rather than in her main office building. The house was pretty impressive, being a glorious mansion. Clearly this woman enjoyed her wealth. I walked up the the door, and rang the bell.

"Yes?" asked a voice over the intercom.

"It's Mr Alecsson, here to see Miss Jones," I replied.

"Come right in, she's expecting you," said the voice.

I walked into the house, and was greeted by a young girl.

"Come this way please sir," the girl said, leading me up the stairs. There was something odd about her, like I could almost sense she was different somehow.

"Thank you, miss...?"

"Dorothea," the girl smiled. "This way please." Dorothea led me up the stairs, to a big door, which she knocked on.

"Come in," I heard Erica's voice say from the other side of the door.

I walked into the room, and saw Erica sat at her desk, looking over some papers.

"Welcome to my home, Keith," she said in her sexy voice. "Dorothea, please leave us."

"As you wish, Miss Jones," Dorothea said politely, though I could have sworn she sounded a little sarcastic.

"This is certainly a wonderful home of yours," I said, sitting down opposite her.

"It was a gift from one of my old bosses."

"And now you're your own boss."

"In a way."

"What do you mean?"

Erica simply smiled at me.

"I think it's time we got down to business," she said. "As I'm sure you're aware, my products are set to appeal to the upper-class customers."

"Well of course. Everyone needs sex toys, but not everyone can afford a dildo made of solid gold."

"Exactly. So the advertising needs to be up-market too. I was thinking of some leaflets at country clubs to start off."

"The don't seem like the sorts of people who'd take kindly to sex toy ads."

"Not normally, but I just know that if you spoke to them, they wouldn't be able to refuse."

Erica and I discussed things for several hours, and I noticed that she seemed to be getting more and more distracted as the conversation went on, often times simply staring at me.

"Well, I think that's about enough for today," Erica said. "Keith, how would you like to join me for a dip in my hot tub?"

"Thank you, but I think I should be getting back," I replied.

"Please!" She insisted. "It'll be fun!"

"Oh, alright then," I relented. Honestly I wasn't sure my dick could handle being in this gorgeous woman's presence for any longer. "But I haven't got a bathing suit with me."

"It's fine, you can just go naked with me. I do it anyway."

"I'm not sure my wife would approve of that..."

"Good thing she's not here then."

Erica winked, and then flipped a little switch on her desk. Her bookcase then moved out of the way, and revealed a staircase.

"That was pretty cool," I said, amazed.

"I try my best," she smiled. "Come on then." Erica led me down to a large hot-spring-style tub. When we got there, she slipped her clothes off, giving me a great view of her heavenly ass, and she then jumped into the water, before looking at me.

"Well come on then, the water's not going to come to you," she encouraged. Nervously, I slipped off my clothes, and my long, hard cock came free. Erica simply stared at it, as if it was the greatest thing ever.

I got in the water, and the instant I did, Erica grabbed me, and pulled me into a passionate kiss.

"Erica!?" I exclaimed. "What are you do-"

"Please Keith, I need your dick!" She begged me, grabbing hold of my manhood.

"Erica, I'm married!"

"So? I need your dick! Please, it has to be yours! No-one else can satisfy me like you can!"

This left me with a choice to make. On the one hand, I didn't want to cheat on my wife, but on the other hand, I already had twice, and this girl was GORGEOUS.

"You promise my wife won't find out?" I asked.

"I promise! I swear to God I won't tell anyone on Earth! Just please fuck me!" Erica begged and pleaded.

"Alright you can-" I began, before being cut off by Erica kissing me, and shoving her pussy down onto my dick.

"Thank you God!" She cried out in joy.

The feelings on my dick were incredible. I'd been inside my fair share of vaginas in my time, but this was something else altogether. Erica's vagina felt like it had been crafted by God himself, who I now knew to be called Jack, for the sole purpose of giving me pleasure. Every little groove inside it was perfectly lined up to my dick, like it had been custom-built for me. It felt so good, that within seconds I was blasting a load into her pussy, but she kept on riding me, having her own orgasm just as quickly, as if simply having my dick inside her made her happy enough to get her off. She pinned me down and fucked me for hours and hours, not seeming satisfied no matter how many orgasms either of us had.

Eventually I saw my watch on the side of the hot tub, and realised that my wife would be expecting me home soon.

"Uh Erica..." I groaned, firing another load of semen into her "I gotta go..."

"Please don't leave..." Erica moaned into my ear. "I need your cock in me..."

"Sorry, but I gotta head home." Erica sighed, and pulled her pussy off of my dick. I felt the warm hot tub water replace the feeling of her warm cunt, and I could almost hear my dick screaming at me, begging to be put back in.

"Wow Erica," I panted. "How did you keep going for so long?"

"I like sex, and I don't let a thing like exhaustion stop me from enjoying it."

"Me too. It was a real, uh, pleasure."

I got out of the tub, and put my clothes back on, trying to fit my still-hard cock into my pants. I wished it'd just go down, and strangely, it did.

"Keith...before you go, I need to talk to you," Erica said, still sat in the nude in the water.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Well Keith...have you noticed anything odd happening to you lately? Everything going in your favour?"

"Uh..yeah...How'd you know about that?"

"Well Keith, you have-" Erica began, but stopped before the last word. "P-p-p-p...penis. You have a great penis."

"Uh...thanks. Listen, I have to go. But this has been the best business meeting I've ever been too."

Amia watched Keith leave in her mind's eye, and before long, Dorothea came down to see her.

"So how'd it go?" She asked.

"Good and bad," Amia replied. She snapped her fingers, transporting her home back to its rightful place in heaven. "We had sex, so I can now think clearly, about things that aren't his penis. For a while at least. But I couldn't tell him he had powers."

"Amia, you can't chicken out like that!" Dorothea scolded her. She took off her own clothes, and concentrated, causing her large wings to sprout from her back. She got in the tub next to Amia. "And why haven't you got your wings out yet?"

"Oh yeah, I forgot," Amia said, willing her own wings to appear. "I tried to tell him he had powers, but I just couldn't get the words out. "I started taking about his penis."

"Fuck. So what're we supposed to do?" Dorothea asked the older angel. "We can't last the next few billion years without a God."

"Well, I was thinking we could make Earth's sun die a little earlier than intended," Amia replied.

"Amia, are you suggesting that we wipe out an entire solar system?"

"Do you object to that?"

"Not really, because I agree that it's necessary. But the others will never approve of it, and even you're not powerful enough to do it alone."

"They'll have to agree. I'm the universe's regent for as long as there's no active God."

"They voted you that authority, and they can certainly vote it away."

"I think they'll agree when we convince them of the urgency," Amia said. "We need a God."

"I'm all for it, but you're taking responsibility for it. I'm not getting punished."

"It'll be fine. Once he's aware of his Godhood, he'll simply be able to re-make his solar system, exactly as it was before. And he doesn't seem like one who'd punish us for it."

"Alright. Look, I'm gonna go and get some of that paperwork done."

As I drove home, I thought about Erica. That girl definitely knew something. She knew something about all the weird stuff that was happening to me recently, I was sure of it. Her company was powerful, so maybe she just knew all the right people? But then, that didn't explain all the physical changes. I'd measured my dick, and it'd grown 3 inches in two days. I mean, I wasn't complaining. I'd always wanted a bigger penis, but how could that happen? Plus how my wife and I had become multi-orgasmic. We used to only cum once each, but now we were getting off several dozen times a night. It just didn't make any sense.