I Feel Lucky by cmsix

Chapter 53

I went to the kitchen in search of food. Tolishanea and Kamakeata wanted to know where I'd been.

"Lunch has come and gone and if you don't have a good excuse for not showing up, you'll go hungry," Kamakeata said.

"Please Miss, I've been recruiting."

"Did you do any good?" Tolishanea asked.

"We should have two prospects here shortly. I liked my big sleeper so much, I bought the company," I said.

"Well, that'll get you a couple of sandwiches anyway. Even if you're lying it's good enough for a snack. Is this going to fix the no place to sit in front problem yo momma been havin?" Kamakeata asked.

"It better, I think I just spent a few million dollars," I said.

"I just love it when a man talks like that. Can I suck your dick?" Tolishanea asked, and then they both laughed at me.

I didn't care if they laughed. They fixed me two big ham sandwiches and heated up a can of Ranch Style Beans. They could make fun of me all they wanted as long as they kept feeding me, and I told them so.

"Well this is your last chance for us to feed you today. Those white women say they're going to fix our supper. Looks like we spoke too soon about them trying to root us out of our job," Tolishanea said.

"Sho nuff, they's just feelin sorry for the long hours we's workin. Thas why they made us rest tother day," Kamakeata said.

"They said we needed some time off to enjoy our Massa," Tolishanea said.

"I'm starting to think I need a little time off myself," I said.

"Sure you do, Jimmy. I know spending that money is wearing you out. What a tough life," Kamakeata said, and then they both laughed at me again.

I knew I couldn't win for losing so I just shut up and ate. When these two made a ham sandwich for me it was a meal on its own. The slice of ham in each sandwich was nearly an inch thick and with the lettuce, tomatoes and such I could barely handle one with both hands.

Mom came over to sit by me after a few minutes.

"You did well this morning, Jimmy. I did a little checking after you told me what you'd bought and the general opinion is that the place can do well if we can rein Carl Jenks in a little.

"Some of the thinking is that he does excellent work and is an excellent manager as far as the actual work is concerned. Three people I talked to said he was also very creative and often came up with good ideas for new products.

"Unfortunately, for Carl, he bit off more than he could chew with the giant sleeper thing. It's generally agreed that they are a good idea, but Carl was under capitalized and jumped in, too deep, too fast," Mom said.

"He told Bill and me the same thing, but without being so succinct. He overextended himself with those giant sleepers and then tried to cover his ass by pinching off the IRS. I think they've put the fear of God in him though. He'll probably be a lot easier to handle now," I said.

"That's even better. They're the heavies now and you're the white knight. Surely Ginny's panties will drop off as soon as she gets her new hero alone," Mom said, and damned if it wasn't loud enough for Kamakeata and Tolishanea to hear.

"So that's what Jimmy spent all those millions on this morning. More pussy, it's a good thing too, because he's down to his last twenty-five or so women," Kamakeata said.

"You two can hush. Jimmy bought the sleeper business to get our new trucks completed faster; Ginny is just his lagniappe," Mom said.

"I can understand that, but all it took was a couple of Cadillacs for him to climb on Kamakeata and me for some coochie," Tolishanea said, and I know they were about to break up laughing again until Mom gave them a look.

"If I remember correctly, Jimmy knows how to dole out a spanking or two too," Mom said.

There she went with that spanking stuff again. I was going to have to catch someone at something and hand one out, probably soon. In fact, Kamakeata or Tolishanea would probably be good choices.

"Mom's right, I do remember how, but I might need to get in some practice, soon," I said.

I could tell by looking at them both that they were dying to say something. They managed to keep quiet but I didn't think that would save them from the wrath of the hand of Jimmy in the long run.

"Mom, have you heard anything about the planes and helicopters?" I asked.

"Yes, Gigi and Jerrilyn are off to pick up another Bell like the one they already have. I decided I didn't want to wait and so they found one. Gigi also found an MD500E.

"It's as close as they could come to the Magnum PI model. That one isn't made anymore and I put my foot down about another used helicopter. They promised I wouldn't be able to tell the difference by looking.

"It's supposed to be in a paint booth somewhere in Alabama right now, getting its red on. They haven't located any of the planes yet but they really didn't have much time to look today," Mom said.

"Anything else happening?" I asked.

"Something funny is going on with the computers for home schooling and I intend to get to the bottom of it tomorrow. Marsha told me that, George, the network administrator, and Jeff, the hardware geek always seemed to drag things out.

"They'll both be out here at different times tomorrow to explain exactly what's holding them up, and they'll be lucky if I don't drag something out of them, by the roots," Mom said.

"What became of Chuck Bostrom, the guy Sherilyn was grilling?" I asked.

"Chucky baby left here like his head was on fire and his ass was catching. Getting your airport built is right at the top of his list now. He said that the men with earth moving equipment should start showing up first thing in the morning," she said.

"Good, I'm already anxious for that to be done," I said.

"Well it seems like it will be finished before almost anything else gets started good. Chucky said they'd be bringing their own concrete plant and everything else they need.

"Even the fuel tank problem is solved. They'll be installing two twenty-five thousand gallon tanks along with all the pumps and things. No environmental red tape either, not with the government involvement," she said.

"I guess that means that buying a truck for the fuel was just a water haul."

"Oh no it wasn't. Do you know how many trips you'll have to make to fill up fifty thousand gallons worth of tanks?" Mom asked.

"Not a clue," I said, admitting it.

"It will take ten loads just to fill the tanks and Jerrilyn said it will be leaving here faster than you think."

"Well, maybe I did do something right," I said.

"Of course you did, and the rightest thing was fucking Barbara unconscious and letting us find out about the control thing. If you don't believe me, ask her," she said, and grinned that little grin.

The door chime went off then and before I could get up Mom yelled out for the welcoming committee. Marsha gave her an all-ready signal from the study and about twenty women gathered around. I went to get the door and Mom came with me.

I barely had Carl and Ginny in the door before the crowd mobbed Ginny. I pulled Carl off to the side and toward the study.

"I'll need Ginny with me," he said, "she knows all the facts and figures."

"Do the best you can on your own. Ginny is going to be kissed and hugged for an hour at least. If you're short on any details, we can fill them in later. Just be sure that Marsha and the others are satisfied, the prosecutor is waiting for a call from them," I said, giving him a not so gentle reminder as I pushed him into the study and closed the door.

I wondered for a second if he'd be too uptight for what he had coming. I figured with the way Francis, Julian, and Marsha looked that it wasn't a possibility. Besides, Carl would end up thinking it was either give them what they wanted or give it to Bubba in jail.

I worked my way back to Ginny's side and she seemed relieved when I got close. As planned, the crowd thinned out fairly quickly. Soon enough, Mom was telling me to show Ginny around and then she disappeared herself.

I took Ginny's hand and started up the stairs to let her see what was going on. I knew she probably wasn't interested in seeing home construction but what the hell. It wasn't like she could go off on her own.

I was surprised myself when we got to my new room. All the closet doors were hung now and the walls looked finished. We could hear hammering from inside the closets and men were working on my giant bed, but thankfully it didn't really look like a bed yet.

I showed her into the bathroom and got her attention off a vanity big enough for dozens by showing her where the big hot tub was going to be.

"Hot tub! It looks like it's going to be a small swimming pool," she said.

I let that pass and took her down to see the wall that would hold it up. We were barely in time to be able to tell how big the wall actually was going to be. It was in place already and they were about to put the paneling back up.

Of course she asked why the wall looked so thick. I explained it to her and all the while wished that Karita had been here so she'd know that normal people thought of walls like that as thick.

Ginny was staying right by my warm side and didn't seem skittish about the occasional arm around her waist or other little body contact I managed to slip in. Things seemed pretty good to me so I thought I might as well take a shot.

I showed her Mom's bedroom next and I managed to get the door closed behind us without being obvious about it. I didn't make any immediate move, showing her Mom's bathroom with it's own smaller hot tub, first.

As we walked out of it I pulled her to me for a kiss. She didn't hesitate; in fact, she helped. I hugged her closer, just upping the ante a little and later moved on to cup her ass in my hands and pull her even closer.

Ginny seemed to stiffen slightly for a few seconds and then it was as if she made a decision and went with things in a big way. Her hands drifted up to tease around my neck and when she broke the kiss for a few seconds it was to nibble around on one of my earlobes.

Ginny's ass was delightful in my hands and except for the first little hesitation she seemed game. I eased us slowly closer to the bed and when we came up against it, she didn't give me any trouble as I pulled her onto it.

Of course there was some shifting and shuffling around, but soon enough we were kissing again and I had a hand free to explore. Her titties were full and firm and she didn't balk about me handling them through her clothes. I had to keep in mind that she wasn't expecting me to just get her naked and get between her legs, like any of the other girls would.

Getting her in the mood wasn't proving to be much trouble though. She was receptive to titty fondling and when I loosed a couple or three buttons she didn't do any squawking.

My seeking fingers discovered a front clasp bra, so I took care of another button and then flicked it open. Taking a chance, I kissed toward her breasts and it paid off. She cooed to me as my lips found a stiff nipple and she didn't pay any attention as my free hand dealt with the rest of her blouse's buttons.

It was a struggle for me to rein myself in enough to matter. I needed to have some of my girls wear more clothes so I wouldn't be so accustomed to just putting my hands under a T-shirt and finding a bare beaver to play with.

Ginny was cooperative though, and as I kissed and nipped around her nipples, I let my hand stray to her knees. Slipping my paw between them, I inched it back up toward heaven.

Ginny must have made up her mind after that first and only little start. When quarters between her smooth thighs got tight, she spread them a little and even went so far as to reach down and hitch her skirt's hem higher.

I took that as an all systems go but I didn't race ahead. I kept teasing the insides of her legs without moving on up to her sweet spot. It worked too, because when I unlipped her titty and kissed her some more she reached down and pulled her skirt up even higher, as if it might be holding me back.

This was more fun than I'd thought it would be and I kept my hand off her pussy, feeling around on her inner thighs. It wasn't long before her hips started up a little rocking and I knew that she must want me to pet her beaver.

Hell, that was fine with me. When I slid my hand higher she spread her legs even wider, whether she needed to or not. I finally cupped her panty-covered pussy and as I did she hugged me closer and made a low moan in her throat.

Ginny was ready for some fun all right. She pressed herself into my hand and rocked her hips firmly against me; when I started kissing down over her neck and toward her titties again, she began working her blouse and bra off.

She wasn't dripping yet but her panties were warm and damp, so I slipped a couple of fingers under the gusset. Yes, she was slippery and I knew the lube couldn't lie to me. I tickled between her lips a bit and then pushed a finger up where it was even warmer.

Ginny let me know things were going to suit her by playing in my hair some and putting her pussy in sync with my finger. She was making more nice noises now too.

I still wasn't rushing things, and when I pulled the finger out and started diddling her clitty, Ginny let me know she was ready for us to move along by taking her hands out of my hair and starting on my shirt's buttons.

When she had my shirt off I moved the kisses back to her lips. She must have approved because she let her fingers do a little walking down to my dick. My pants were still in place and she didn't fool with the snap or zipper, she started rubbing me through the cloth.

I'd already kicked off my boots and used my feet to get my socks off so all I really needed to do was get rid of her panties and my jeans and saddle up. When I began kissing my way down between her breasts and over her abdomen, she shivered.

My hands found the catch and zipper at the side of her skirt and I made short work of it. Ginny must have been paying more attention to my lips and tongue on her navel though.

When I took hold of the waistband of both her skirt and panties and started down with them, Ginny realized what was going on. She lifted her sweet ass and let me dispense with them. I even managed to flick her shoes off on the way.

It didn't take me five seconds to stand up and shuck my jeans after she was naked and I was back beside her to press some flesh. When I kissed her this time she was like a live wire and I knew she was ready to shock me.

Her legs practically flew apart as I moved between them and she wasn't a bit shy about reaching for my dick to place me.

"God, that's a handful. How old are you?" she asked.

I didn't bother answering; I just kissed her again and pushed my dick up her. I made the first short stroke anyway. Ginny was not a loose woman, at least her pussy wasn't. She was warm, wet, and willing but it was going to take a few strokes to get all the way in.

She was plainly all for it and she wrapped her arms around me to pull me closer as I rooted for room. Working my way in was sweet torture but soon enough I had us fucking for real and Ginny was helping.

If I needed to, I could put my weight on one arm, shove my dick way up in her and wiggle her clitty for the deal with the other hand. I couldn't see any reason to put myself into a bind though. I could get the job done a lot easier by doing her dog style, next time, or the time after that at the latest.

Things got really good for Ginny a lot faster than I'd expected them too. Before I knew it she was sucking on my tongue one minute and moaning and groaning the next. When she got close she asked me to do it harder and a few seconds later she demanded that I go at it even harder than that.

I live to serve. Right at the end I lay down on Ginny and gave her a good old country fucking, and from the way she howled I think she liked it. After a good dose of come she was panting, so I rolled my weight off her and pulled her over onto me. She wasn't heavy and I wanted to play around with her naked ass a little.

After she caught her breath she wanted some answers.

"Damn, how old are you? I was planning to give you some hugs and kisses since you'd helped Dad out so, but later I figured it wouldn't hurt if you played with my titties a little; the next thing I remember is you cupping my pussy and then you had a finger up me and I was a goner.

"I know you can't even be a senior in high school yet so tell me where you learned to do that," she said.

"Do what?"

"You know what I mean. How does a boy as young as you know so much about how to handle a woman? Hell, I'm grown," she said.

I knew I was taking a chance here but I didn't really care. I was getting a little cocky I guess.

"My Mom and twin sisters are just good teachers," I said, hugging her too me tightly.

I thought she was going to freak for a second and then she latched her lips onto mine and was sucking for tongue again. This was even better than I could have hoped for. She'd fucked around and turned up her own heat again and she was about to do it dog style, whether she needed to or not.

I finally figured out that she liked to be handled a little firmly. When I disengaged, then got behind her after putting her onto her knees, she groaned again. She could take the whole thing in one stroke this time and I let her have it that way.

Ginny moaned like I was killing her when I got up to speed and after I took hold of her hips to pull her all the way onto me she yelped with every stroke.

She was too far gone too quickly to give me time to lean over her back and hang on by her fat titties, so I leaned in close, wrapped one arm around her waist for a good hold, bracketed her clit with a couple of fingers, and wiggled like hell.

A few seconds of that and it was goodnight Irene. Ginny slumped forward at first, screamed and then collapsed onto her face.

I took my time and made her comfortable, putting her head on a pillow and getting the coverlet over her. When Sherilyn didn't show I decided to try it myself.

I'd been over the whole thing with her more than once and I was sure I remembered it all, but this would be the first time I actually did it.

It was easy. I got down and whispered the whole spiel into her ear and it couldn't have taken over four minutes. I even ad-libbed a little, telling her how special she was and how I hoped she would be happy here, and crap like that.

Damn, did that ever work good. When Ginny came back she was on fire with love and lust for little Jimmy Breslin. She sucked me back up hard in seconds and then lay down and pulled me between her legs. Then she proceeded to give me a heartfelt I Love You So fucking that wouldn't quit.

She whispered how much she loved me into my ears the whole time and she sucked around and nibbled on my ears between whimpers, teasing her hands in my hair to boot. I hadn't blown it up her when I gave her the treatment so her pussy sucked it out of me this time.

I was beat when I sagged down on her and she held me tight and kept kissing on and whispering into my ears. I just reveled in it and in her and when I got my breath back I put my lips on her neck and marked her with a big hickey.

Later I came to my senses but it was too late. There would be no hiding that hickey without a turtleneck and it was nearly summer. What the hell, nobody out here was going to mention a thing, unless they were admiring it.

Then it hit me. I didn't even know if she was married, had a boyfriend or what. She wasn't wearing a ring but that wasn't a sure tell. I used the keyphrase and password on her and asked a few questions.

Thank goodness she wasn't married, but she did have a boyfriend, or she had before today. He was a guy that had worked at her Dad's place for a while but had quit two months ago and hadn't found another job yet.

The son-of-a-bitch was living off Ginny and I got the notion that he was beginning to get a little rough with her. Well I had several cures for that; all I had to do was decide which one to use.

Ginny wasn't going anywhere tonight anyway and I didn't think Carlos knew the way out here. Maybe it would be better to get Mom's or Sherilyn's or even both of their ideas on the matter. Meanwhile, I gave Ginny a few more kisses and rubs and we wiggled back into our clothes.

"I'll bet Daddy wonders where in the hell I got off to," she said, when we were presentable again.

"I'm pretty sure it hasn't come up, and if it has he'll be fine with it," I said.

"Probably, he'll probably leave me here after what you've done for him," she said, giggling.

"I don't do things that way. You'll be moving in here all right, but not because of the business arrangements. Haven't you noticed that I like to keep a lot of beautiful women around me?"

"I knew there were a lot of them out here?" she said.

"Don't you know that you're beautiful too?"

"Well, I sure haven't been hearing it enough lately," she said.

"Well you are beautiful, and you're moving in here."

"I'd love to, I just hope that Carlos doesn't come out and show his ass around here," she said.

"Carlos better hope he doesn't himself. Everyone out here takes a martial arts class three times a week, and the instructor lives with us. Two of the women who live here were marines and we're all armed and dangerous. Shooting lessons are mandatory," I said.

I knew I was stretching it a little but I figured we could handle a Carlos. Brent Jefferson had been a big tough guy and he was a babbling baby after only one kick in the balls.

When it came down to it though, I knew that Sherilyn would probably deal with Carlos if he needed to be dealt with. She could handle him with no problem, one way or another.

Ginny stayed close to my side when we left Mom's bedroom but she didn't escape unscathed. Even more women were waiting around in the living room and kitchen and they got with the kissing and hugging and welcomes to the harem in a big way this time.

Mom came up to Ginny and kissed her on the lips right off the bat, and the group grope was on for her from then on. She'd probably be cuddled to within an inch of her life before it was over.

After Sherilyn had her chance at Ginny she came over to talk to me. She asked if I'd give her the marching orders and I admitted that I had. Sherilyn gave me my own kiss then and she even gave Junior a little handshake as an attaboy.

"Her Dad was duck soup. After he saw the tricksters he was drooling in seconds. The details of selling his business were the last thing on his mind. He couldn't wait to get his dick into Francis.

"We sent him home to do his wife and send her out here for a full set of instructions. Hang around and you can give her a test drive if she looks good enough," Sherilyn said.

"I think I will. Say, did Carl say anything about Ginny's boyfriend, a guy named Carlos?" I asked.

"Sure, he told us everything that was on his mind, how could he refuse?"

"I just wondered, Ginny though he might try to cause trouble," I said.

"He's got it to do then, if he comes out here he'll get the shit kicked out of him and then we'll send him directly to jail. Carl said he's a little jackass that doesn't weigh a hundred and fifty pounds. Maybe he'll come out while Jerrilyn and Gigi are here," she said.

"Do you think they have some pretty good training for that type of thing?"

"I know they do. I asked then about it and I'm sure they can handle themselves. In fact, I think that Jerrilyn likes to kick a little ass every now and then, and if they aren't here or don't feel like they should get involved I know damned well that I can do the job, I've had to before," Sherilyn said, and I'd have been afraid to doubt her.

"If it comes down to it, lets make sure he takes a few bruises to jail with him. Maybe I can get Sergeant Frankston to get him into a private room with the two large black gentlemen he told me about. They really like to have white boys in to visit them," I said.

Sherilyn thought about that for a second and then burst out laughing.

"Would that be the two that the Jefferson boy got to meet after he attacked your knee with his balls?" Sherilyn asked.

"The same, how did you hear about that?"

"Shelly and Shelia might have mentioned it, for an hour and a half or so. They had us rolling in the floor telling about it. I can still picture the fat rent-a-cop tossing his cookies in front of God and everybody else," she said, laughing again.

"I can tell you that it was really traumatic for a young boy like me. I don't think I'd have been able to cope without the support of Mom and my sisters," I said.

"I'm sure. I'm also sure that you'll be getting a lot more support very soon. Karita has been upstairs cracking the whip on the bed builders ever since she got back from her truck ride, and the high-density foam is already in town, but you and Bill will have to go get it," she said.

"I don't mind, but why us?"

"Because the freight company did a drop and hook. You have a whole big trailer of it and so they left the trailer somewhere, Bill knows where, and they got an empty and left. Bill said that we could just take the empty trailer back after we had it unloaded," she said.

"Sounds great, how soon do you think we'll be ready for it?"

"I'm ready for it right now, but Karita says the bed part won't be ready before day after tomorrow. After that they'll get the foam in place and covered, then we'll move our furs and have a fuck-in," she said.

"Wow, I thought it was going to take weeks."

"Karita pushed for the beds to be ready as soon as possible. We'll still have to bathe and dress in the other rooms. The bathroom and the big hot tub will take longer. Funny though, she said that the vanity and it's plumbing would take the longest. Apparently all the plumbing for the sinks is going to take the most work."

That didn't really bother me. It would be better with the large showers and plenty of fixtures to go around, but for me, the bed was the main thing. I was dying to try it out, over and over and over.

More women arrived then and as they came in I saw it was Tiffany and her shooting group. I welcomed them all home and then sent them to help harass Ginny.

All of a sudden I heard the strangest noise coming from over by the kitchen counter. Then I heard Kamakeata talking back to what I finally realized was a voice.

"What's that?" I asked Sherilyn, walking toward the kitchen.

"Tolishanea and Kamakeata have been pressed into service as radio operators. Apparently Chuck thought we needed some communications gear right away.

"He called someone as soon as we let him out from under the trance. The guy was up on the roof when you and Bill got back and he finished up in here while you were entertaining Ginny in your mother's bedroom," Sherilyn said.

"He must be a fast worker. It seems to me that it would take a lot longer than that just to run the wire."

"He didn't run any wire. I listened while he was explaining it to Tolishanea and Kamakeata.

"The actual radio is in some type of weather proof container up on the roof and he just dropped a long extension cord off the back of the house and plugged it into an exterior plug. That, and putting up a few different antennas was all he had to do outside.

"The part in here is some kind of control head that communicates with the radio on a different frequency. It sounded a little odd to me, but apparently the one in the kitchen is a radio that only talks to the other radio up on the roof. That radio talks on the aviation channels," she said.

"Hell, that's more than I wanted to know about it, I didn't even know we were getting a radio. I wonder who they were just talking too?"

"We was talkin to Miz Jerrilyn and Miz Gigi. We tolt 'em they could come in fo a landin," Kamakeata said, laying the slang on thick again.

"Did they get the other helicopter?" I asked.

"They got something else, because we were talking to them separately. I hope the one Gigi's flying is a helicopter because even with the way Sherilyn and your mother rushed Chucky baby up, they don't have the runway in for planes yet," Tolishanea said.

"You're just begging for your spanking, aren't you?" I asked her.

"Oh please, don't beat me Massa, I'll be good," she said.

I gave up on that pair; Sherilyn and I walked outside to see if they really were coming and could see both of them flying side by side. We walked out near where they'd been putting down and waited.

It wasn't long, but we stayed back until the blades quit turning. I noticed that Gigi and Jerrilyn didn't wait though; they just bent over and came to us.

"How was your trip?" I asked, and I could see that they were both smiling.