Lily laughed, “I think we broke him this time.”

  June said, “That’s why I’m working us up to the really naughty skits.”

  “Dear god in heaven, that wasn’t naughty?”

  They both giggled uncontrollably.

  June said cutely, “Little bit. That last one, we’re really curious about it, I think. For the reasons we stated, we are yours. We’re not entirely sure we’d actually like it. But the first part… well don’t be surprised if you walk in on Lily plowing me from behind one day very soon. Now you’ll know what to do, sir. Pound my naughty throat raw, and when you’re ready pull out and paint us both.”

  “You’re also not sluts. You’re the most sensuous goddesses on the planet for the next two decades, and faithful to me, belong to me, and awe me. So pick a different provocative word for the next skit, if you don’t mind. I’ve just finally gotten Brenna to stop calling herself that, don’t you two start.”

  They both melted into me, and I gave them kisses.

  June said, “Fair, and okay. Gods, I just love you more now. But we’re shamelessly yours and willing to do anything for you.”

  Lily said, “Very shameless, especially June.”

  June giggled, and she kissed Lily warmly right in front of my face.

  I nodded, “That you are.”

  Lily turned to me and asked, “Only for two decades?”

  June answered for me, “Goddess of love and pleasure will be back in twenty-two years. Twenty-one and eight months if she jumped back in immediately. I think our man is wise in not putting us above her in that way. The nine of us can claim the rest of the top ten sensuous goddesses’ slots.”

  I winked, and Lily giggled.

  “I think I have an idea, I mean my cock is pretty large.”

  Lily giggled, “We like it that way, honey.”

  “What I mean to say is if you two are really curious about anal, and want to truly experiment, maybe for the first time we could reverse it. If you don’t like riding my cock in your pussy while the other one nails you with a thin strap-on in the ass, then you’re not going to like the reverse.”

  June kissed me passionately, and Lily nibbled on my ear.

  Lily said warmly, “That is so sweet, honey. I love when you take care of us like that. We will do that. I will, anyway, because I am curious. It’s not something I’ve ever done.”

  June moaned into my mouth in lustful agreement.

  We all got up, took a shower, and started our day early. Their little skits were hot, and also clued me into my role in the game when it finally happened. I totally got why it didn’t happen right then, they wanted to seduce me with it, to have it be a shock and thrill when I saw the setup. If Lilly had gone for a strap-on right then, it wouldn’t have had nearly the same impact or thrill, for any of us.

  Plus, it dragged it out with anticipation, they were seducing me long-term with it. Likely both to titillate me and satisfy their mantels over a long period with a single idea and seduction.

  They were amazing.

  The new kitchen floor looked fantastic if I did say so myself. It was done now, the kitchen anyway, and it was still quite early in the morning. Unless something else came up, I fully planned to get my leisure on all day long. At least, until I needed to be at the second arson attempt. The rest of the house could wait, and in comparison to the kitchen and outside work, would be a piece of cake. Mostly just wall repair, paint the moldings, walls, and ceiling. There was very little damage on the accents that would require more than a fresh stain, and it’d take me a week. I had two or three times that before we moved, assuming the home purchase ever started moving. We still hadn’t heard back from the sellers.

  I went ahead and called Stephanie for the third morning in a row, and I briefed her on all of it. I also suggested it should all be a part of yesterday’s case and I wouldn’t be owed any more money for it. Since I’d failed to do the research necessary to nail it down the first time. After all, they shouldn’t have to pay for my mistakes, and I’d get better at it as I gained experience.

  Then I headed out into the yard where I did nothing but chill for a while. June was writing and I knew better than to ask for two hooky days in a row from her. But both Brenna and Lily chatted with me for a bit, and Lily was doing her work in a sexy pink bikini on her smartphone, in the lounger next to mine.

  It was around ten-thirty when the phone rang.

  “Allison, this is a pleasant surprise.”

  Allison let out a breath, “I don’t know if it’s the right move, so feel free to say no. I think I’m getting greedy. Someone is offering twenty million for a six series painting on animals in their natural habitat. He doesn’t care what, but they have to be doing something. Moving in for the kill, or leaping, or you get the idea. Not just laying in the jungle and resting.”

  I chuckled, “I could probably do one more series on that. A pride of lions with two males locked in combat, a tiger pouncing from a tree, a wolf taking down a deer, a rhino charging an alligator, umm, let’s see. A hawk swooping in for a squirrel, and a bobcat drinking from a stream while her cubs play beside her.”

  She made a considering sound, “That sounds fine.”

  I said, “Let’s do this, tell him it’ll be a month, and then tell anyone else that calls I’m already engaged with a client. That way we get the money, but also insert some hard to getness.”

  Allison laughed, “I don’t think that’s a word, but it totally should be.”

  “I’ll call Webster.”

  Allison asked cutely, “Not Cambridge?”

  I chuckled, “Too stuffy, I’m a Webster god.”

  She laughed, “Alright, we’ll do it your way, middle of the road. Call if you need anything.”

  “I will.”

  She hung up, and I stared at my phone in confusion.

  Had I just been flirting with Allison, my lovely blonde but pretentious art dealer?

  Lily removed all doubt, “She wants you, and she’s kind of hot for thirty-six. You should drill her, as soon as Brenna figures out that charm spell.”

  “You’re just saying that because she has your hair, eyes, and body type.”

  Not that she was wrong, Allison was still very attractive, also sophisticated with sex appeal. Her light blonde hair and gray eyes weren’t quite the same shade as Lily’s, but it was close, and Allison had a lithe body type as well.

  Lily giggled, “Who, me?”

  I laughed.

  Lily said, “Maybe, I also think it’d be hot. I mean, she’s really hot in a librarian snooty way, and I’d love to see you pound that out of her while she screams for you.”

  I sighed, “We’ll see, I’m not going to chase her, but if the opportunity comes up…”

  Lily winked, “So how married are you to this leisure all day long thing?”

  “Not at all, if you need me.”

  Lily grinned, “I do. I think I found a club to buy. It went out of business last month and they’re selling it. So it would only need light renovations to change the atmosphere, all the stages, poles, dressing rooms, will all be there, as well as the bars and tables.”

  “Got a name yet?”

  Lily nodded, “Olympia Gentlemen’s Club. Might as well trade shamelessly on the fact its owned by a goddess, should get an extra injection of people checking it out on our opening night. Make the Olympia golden, and the gentlemen’s a provocative red color. Not sure about club.”

  “That’s a good idea. Well, let’s check it out, and if we like it, we’ll make an offer and have it inspected. The sign should also have a lily on it, and a twirling dancer. Tastefully, maybe just a silhouette behind the lighted part. Do you want me to draw something out for the sign maker, so you can see it?”

  Lily bit her lip, “Yes, please.”

  The smoldering in her eyes made me wonder if she was saying yes to the sign.

  “The sign… or…”

  Lily said breathily with a teasing lilt, “Yes, yes, and yes, honey. Whatever you’re asking, or demanding, it’s a yes.”

  I grinned. I had her all worked up just by being willing to help her, as if I wouldn’t give her the world, if she merely asked for it. I also decided to keep the delicious heat going, and merely stood, helped her out of the lounge, and escorted her inside holding her hand. Sometimes living with the tension for a while just made it better, and on top of that I couldn’t be loving them physically all the time. Otherwise, when there was nine of them, I’d never make it out of the bed to do anything else.

  Brenna our business manager was of course, coming with us, but June was far too absorbed in her book to leave her laptop.

  Which was fine, we didn’t do everything as a group, and Lily didn’t need her support for this anyway.

  The main floor of the strip club had three stages. A main stage and two stages on the sides. The long bar was right by the entrance, and there were enough tables to accommodate eighty, and another forty chairs directly around the stages, not to mention the fourteen bar stools. Ten each around the small stages, and twenty around the main stage.

  There was a separate VIP room with black couches, for small parties that wanted a little privacy with their lap dances. There was also a hallway to the bathrooms and back of the place, that held six private dancing booths for lap dancing. The DJ booth was above and behind the main stage.

  The back had a break room, changing room with lockers, private bathroom for staff, and the office which was quite spacious and also had a couch. There was also a kitchen which was accessed through the back or from behind the bar.

  It wouldn’t take much to completely change the look of the main room. A new coat of paint, some decorations and lighting changes, and it’d look like a completely new place. Anyone coming in with jaded expectations from the last owners would be jolted out of them if we did it right.

  At the moment we were in the office, and the realtor was waiting for us out front by the bar to give us privacy.

  “I like it. I have a few ideas to spruce and change things up, give me a second and I’ll line them up. Or you can do your own thing, just trying to help.”

  Lily smirked, “Show me, honey. You’re the artist, I’m a dancer, not an interior decorator.”

  I cast a few three-dimensional illusion spells to scale, showing her various ideas I’d had both for the sign and the club interior.

  Lily blushed, and she was bouncing on her toes in excitement, then she shook her head, “I can’t pick, they’re all amazing, honey. Both sexy and tasteful. Brenna, you pick.”

  Brenna smirked, “The second-floor design. The first one is a little too distracting, you want them looking on stage and tossing singles onto it, not staring at sensual art on the walls. It’s stunning, but not a good business model. The third one is good too, but I like the second better for visual appeal and stimulating things in the right direction.”

  I nodded, snapped a pic of the second one, then waved at the signs.

  Brenna tilted her head, “I like the second one, with the red rose and lily rising up out of gentlemen’s and crossing. The silhouettes of dancers almost look like their holding them from the right angle.”

  Yeah, that’d been the point, or one of them anyway. I snapped a pic of it too, and I sent them both to Lily and Brenna.

  I asked, “Do you want to dance, gorgeous?”

  Lily blushed, then said, “Only for you. I’m not rubbing myself up against another man ever again.”

  I nodded, “But what about dance. I’m not trying to talk you into it or anything, but a lot of strip clubs run skit dances, choreographed routines. That could put you on stage, not even naked if you didn’t want, with the other dancers. Once a week or something. It’d improve business too, even if you weren’t topless. I guess what I’m saying is I won’t be jealous, as long as you don’t touch another man or bare yourself to their gaze, no lap dances, but if you want to dance and tease from the stage…”

  She was kissing me passionately, and when it broke she looked deep into my eyes.

  “I think I’d like that, and it would bring in business, goddess owner on stage. I think I would enjoy working up the room, from afar, but not showing my breasts or accepting private dances.”

  I nodded, “I thought so. Then you can come home, and I’ll put the fire out.”

  She giggled, “Oh, honey, I think I love you already.”

  I grinned, “Shall we make an offer?”

  We headed out to do just that.

  The sexual tension had been building between us the whole time, from that moment in the backyard. So when I teleported us home, I took us straight to the bedroom.

  Brenna smirked, “I’ll go start lunch,” and left us alone, easily reading the signs.

  I said, “No more waiting, Lily. I want you to dance for me, tease me, drive me crazy. Make me take you.”

  Her eyes went wide with lust, she stopped breathing in excited shock, and she was a little lost in my eyes for a moment. Then she turned and fled the room like her ass was on fire.

  I chuckled, assuming she’d be back, and I took a seat on the comfortable leather chair in front of the vanity desk next to the dresser, where they kept all their makeup. It was my first time sitting in it, and it was relaxing as I leaned back and waited. I also realized that’s what she’d been waiting for, for me to demand she dance for me. It was why she hadn’t done it yet, same reason she hadn’t blown me until I’d grabbed her hair and put her on her knees. She wanted me to be in charge.

  I saw a lot more dancing in her future.

  I was already hard, and it occurred to me she’d gone to change into a stripper outfit only a few moments before she came gracefully and sensuously into the room.

  Her hair was pinned up neatly in a severe way, like military neat. Imagine an air force dress uniform and skirt. Then start cutting away at it. The blue jacket barely went down farther than the bottom of her breasts baring her stomach, and it was scandalously tight, the buttons straining, and the v went down way too far, showing off her pushed up B cup cleavage to advantage. The blue skirt down below was way too short, barely reaching mid-thigh, and it’d be lucky to cover upper thigh when she bent over. Her shoes were black, but I’d never seen military dress shoes with six-inch stiletto heels.

  “Damn, gorgeous.”

  She winked girlishly, “This is one of many, I can’t wait to show them all to you.”

  She also had the JBL speaker that we kept on the deck, and she put it down on the dresser and dropped her cell phone a moment later. It took me about two seconds to recognize the song, pour some sugar on me by Def Leopard.

  I’m not sure I can do it justice, the goddess of dance and seduction was doing a strip dance for me. That almost said it all, didn’t it? I doubt I can do it justice, but I’ll try. She strutted around first, a sensual and seductive strut that was only backed up by her eyes tracking me, sometimes swinging around fast, with a constant seductive look on her face. It was intense, and her legs were so sexy.

  She also bent and gyrated in ways that flashed her panties at me, under the skirt. But only for a spit second teasing moment at a time that was entirely provocative and teasing. Regardless, the panties were red and had dark blue stripes.

  Her jacket, or what existed of it, came off in the first minute, and below that was the dress shirt, just like a real navy uniform. It was white and tied sexily on the side, making it cling in alluring ways that both tantalized and delivered an amazing view at the same time. Then that shirt came off, as she unbuttoned it facing away from me while looking over her shoulder and twerking her ass at me while also swaying sensuously. Her body was incredible, and she knew how to tease with it.

  I was tempted to take it out and stroke it, but I fought the desire knowing when I did break the results would be amazing.

  When the shirt was tossed, and she started to jump, gyrate, kick her feet over her head, and even flip around, I was mesmerized. More than that, the white and red striped panties suddenly made sense, because the strapless bra was a solid blue with white stars. The top and bottoms making up the American Flag, a patriotic play on the Navy uniform, and sexy beyond belief at the same time.

  She teased me outrageously, and more than that she was entirely into it. Her eyes hooded with lust, her body sheened in a delicious glow of sweat from the effort she was putting into it. She looked more turned on than I felt, and that was saying a lot, because I was ready to cum in my pants.

  Then she turned away coyly, unsnapped the bra and it fell down to her feet, then she winked over her shoulder, and unpinned and shook out her hair. The tease started dancing again, and I don’t now how she did it, probably a lot of practice, but whenever she turned to face me her hair offered only tantalizing views of her huge bright pink nipples, as her hair just happened to flow across her breasts or cover them in those moments.

  She was truly driving me crazy, and I don’t think I could even blink because I didn’t want to miss a split second of it.

  Then the song changed to something more modern and sensual, Keep Me High, by Adaline. She turned, and then tossed her hair showing me her naked breasts fully for the first time as she began a slow and teasingly sensual strut toward me with a come fuck me look for the ages on her face. Her huge bright pink nipples were so tight for me, such a sexy contrast to her fair skin and extremely light blonde hair.

  She put her hands on my shoulders and leaned over me, looking down at me with unbridled lust in her heated eyes, as she rubbed her tits all over my face and sinuously moved her body. Her leg pushed up against my crotch, and then started to vibrate. Literally, stimulating me like mad, while she bit her lip, licked them, and then kept them glistening and invitingly parted as she teased her nipple across my lips.

  I was in awe of her.

  When my hands found her thigh, she danced away playfully, and she waggled a finger at me.

  “You know the rules, sir. No touching allowed. For you anyway.”

  I chuckled, but it didn’t take long to recapture the magical seduction as she smirked and strutted back in to tease me some more. Then she turned around, bent her knees and leaned back into me, her body moving so sensually against mine, as she reached above her head and ran fingers through my hair.