Spreading agent

When we all got to the base of the mountain our guide told us that we should stop at a local waterfall on the way back. We were all up for that.

Ainsley rode back with me and Nicole, and the girls sat in the back of the jeep. Of course they had to yell over the noise of the loud vehicle, so I heard everything.

"Ains? Are you okay?" asked Nicole.

"Yeah, I just... I've been thinking a lot about that discussion we had last night."

"About how accepting Kyle's proposal was a big mistake?" said Nicole.

Oh, so that was the mistake that Ainsley had mentioned in her text message this morning.

"Yeah," said Ainsley. "You and Will seem so happy together, but you're right. With all the problems I'm having with my career, it's not the right time for me to get married."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Actually, I think I'm going to be okay! Mr. Ito said his cousin is a major shareholder in a modeling agency! He's going to help me out! He and his wife are... being very supportive."

Bullshit. Vlad's research into Nicole's friends was very thorough. It had info on Mr. Ito's family and there was nothing in it about owning a modeling agency. Mr. Ito was lying to Ainsley in order to get her to go above and beyond with her bride's maid duties.

I loved that guy. I wanted him to adopt me.

The guide had a picnic lunch waiting for us at the waterfall. It was gorgeous, but I really wished the ladies had brought their swimsuits so they could have splashed around in it.

Nicole and I had our own little picnic basket and blanket. I fed her some grapes, making her giggle. Then I asked, "Did you get a chance to ask Simone about her contribution to my bachelor party?"

Nicole nodded eagerly, as if I'd just asked about tickets to a play, not fucking her best friend. She swallowed her grape and said, "Yes! She acted very **** at first, but she actually agreed much easier than I expected."

Gee, I wonder why? Could it be her need to be sexually adventurous at social events? Maybe the knowledge that I have an incredible cock?

"Great!" I said. "Have her call Steve to make the arrangements. I'm going to call him later to finalize our plans for the evening."

"You're still having Steve plan your party?" asked Nicole. "But he and Simone broke up. That's going to be really awkward."

"Who else could do it? Xavier?"

We both looked over at where Xavier and Kennedy were sitting. He'd put their blanket too close to the waterfall and the spray was slowly making him wetter and wetter.

"Yeah, you're right," said Nicole. "I'll tell her to call Steve."

We kept eating. I heard a woman making an unhappy comment off to the side. Mr. and Mrs. Astor were eating on a picnic blanket by themselves, so I told Nicole I wanted to check on them and I headed over.

"Hi, how are you two doing?"

Mr. Astor flinched and almost choked on his sandwich when he saw me. Mrs. Astor just munched on her celery.

"We're fine!" said the man. "Totally fine!"

"How about you, Mrs. Astor? Enjoying your lunch?" I asked.

She looked miserable. "Lunch? This is only lunch for a small rodent. My husband won't let me eat anything else."

I looked into her eyes and thought about the group belief that being married makes women love their husbands. A thought came into my head.

Acceptance: 69%

Nice! It looked like the belief had partially passed from Nicole to her mother. However, it could use a little nudging. So I said, "Wow! Not many husbands care enough about their wives' health to look out for them like that.

Acceptance: 78%

"Well, no, he just thinks I'm fat. He wants me to be skinny like the young girls he's always staring at."

I smiled. "Oh, so he's trying to get you into some kind of sexy outfit, huh? Doesn't it turn you on how much your husband still burns the old flame for you?"

Acceptance: 88%

"Well, I guess. We're not like you young couples, but I suppose...." She looked at her husband.

Mr. Astor looked at me for a moment, but he was either too confused or too intimidated to ask what I was doing, so he went back to looking at his wife.

"You know, I can tell how much you love your husband," I said. "I can see in your eyes that being married to him is incredible. It really solidifies that powerful love you have for him. I can't wait until I share that with Nicole."

Acceptance: 100%

Her eyes lit up as she looked at her husband with an intensity I'd never seen from the woman. "Oh! Rueben, god, he's right! I do love you! I love you so much! I'm sorry I made such a big deal about going on a diet. I won't say another word about it."

Mr. Astor smiled, visibly relaxing. "It's no problem, deer! You can thank me once you've got your old figure back."

I reached out towards Mr. Astor. He flinched a little, but relaxed again as I patted him on the back. I leaned in close to his ear and said, "You're welcome," before walking back to Nicole.

I liked having Mr. Astor afraid of me, but it couldn't hurt to get on his good side a bit.

I met Steve and Xavier later that night outside the hotel. Of course, I didn't come alone.

"Hi Will," said Steve. "Who's your friend?"

I pointed at Vlad. "This is my friend Vinnie."

Vlad was wearing a baseball cap and dark sunglasses. He wasn't very excited about the chance of someone getting him in a picture. Still, he held out his hand and said, "I am a friend of Will's. From college."

This was the friendliest I'd ever seen Vlad, but Steve and Xavier still looked creeped out by his odd tone. Steve shook his hand, then we all jumped in the jeep that Steve had rented.

We headed into town. There we met the two local friends Steve had made. Hon was a large guy with a small beard. Carlos looked like he'd covered almost his entire body in tattoos, including most of his neck. Both guys had dark skin and ready smiles. They were definitely ready to party.

We went from bar to bar, buying an insane amount of drinks. All on Xavier, of course. Hon and Carlos had tons of friends at every bar, and they were all a good time. The bars slowly turned to strip clubs. Several of the guys got lap dances, even Vlad. I held out because I knew what was coming.

Around midnight, Steve got up close to me so he could yell over the loud music. "Are you ready to go to the final club of the night?"

I smiled. "Were you able to set everything up like I asked?"

He nodded. "Oh yeah, it's going to be amazing!"

We headed to the last strip club. It was probably the fanciest club on the island. It had laser lights and fog on the stage. It had screens everywhere with videos synchronized with the music. But most importantly, it had the main attraction for the evening.

"You ready?" asked Steve as soon as I sat down in front of the stage.

"Absolutely!"

He went to the bar and said something to the bartender. The bartender went in the back for a moment, then came back out and nodded to him.

The current song finished up as Steve sat down in the chair next to me. The dancer left the stage, and new music started.

Simone walked out from behind the curtain. She was dressed in a super revealing version of a business suit. Impossibly high heels. A tight, black skirt that barely covered her ass, little more than a piece of cloth wrapped around her wide hips. A white blouse that was tied under her big tits, pushing them out and showing off her narrow waist. She had on a black jacket to match her skirt, but she'd taken that off and thrown it to the side by the time she'd walked down the stage. She got to the edge of the stage, looked down at me, and shot me the middle finger. Then she turned around and shook her ass.

Fuck, how was she so good at dancing like this? I had figured that her competitive nature might get her to watch a couple of videos this afternoon so she wouldn't embarrass herself, but she was climbing the pole like she'd done it a hundred times before. She stuck out her tongue at Hon and the large man shouted that he loved her. Then she took off her top, and that motion wasn't as smooth as some of the dance moves, but nobody cared when they saw what she'd been hiding.

She was wearing a lace black demi-bra under her shirt, and the breasts inside it were incredible. They were bigger than her stepmother's and they bounced with every step she took. She did a couple more dance moves, and then the tiny skirt came off. Her panties matched and they were so sheer that we could all see her pussy through them.

Simone got in front of me again. She ran her hands through her long, black hair. Then she flipped me off with both hands and body rolled at me, thrusting her hips towards me. It was incredible.

The song ended. Simone stared at me and breathed hard as the announcer told everyone to applaud for her, which they did enthusiastically. I waved for her to come down off the stage. She did. I took her hand and looked at Steve. He pointed at the private room that had been reserved for us.

I led Simone Ito, VP of Ito Motors and total ice queen, into that room.