Over the next week, I managed to make another hundred satellites. True to his word, the little alien that owned the Bogorim Corporation sent a fast cargo ship to pick them up and it was sent off to deliver them to expand the network. I even signed the contract to become an exclusive client to let them handle my finances. To my surprise, almost instantly, thousands of credits funnelled their way into my account from all of the single calls that had been made so far.
Apparently, each transaction was going to be checked individually, marked for pending approval, then the credits would be made available. It was a labour intensive process and would keep the money in limbo for up to two days... unless you had a reputable accountant. If you did, the approvals were automated and pushed through without review. I had to laugh at the little alien, because he had known that and didn't tell me, so that when I did sign up, it would be a surprise.
It was still going to take another two weeks for the first shipment of satellites to be delivered, so I needed to wait a bit more before I could do the first mission. I figured that when the satellites were in place, my credit total was going to raise up exponentially. The thing is, I suspected those fifty satellites that the Borgorim Corporation had asked for were responsible for the majority of the first influx.
At least with an entire corporation using them, I'm guaranteed a few hundred credits daily. I thought.
Sandy and Beatrice came over to my room the next morning and helped Hailey pack an overnight bag. I warned her, and them, that she wasn't allowed to take a bath without strict supervision. Hailey had giggled a little and Sandy nodded. She had heard about the epic baths Hailey had been getting a reputation for.
“I'll see you tomorrow.” I said and knelt in front of Hailey, then she kissed me briefly and hugged me. I felt her slight sadness at not getting to date me first. “It's okay. When we do get to go on a date, it will still be your first, remember?”
Hailey let a smile show on her face and she nodded, kissed me again, then let Sandy and Beatrice lead her away. I watched them as they went three doors over to the room next to Gleas and went inside.
“I can't believe she's really letting us do this.” Simone said from the doorway to her own room.
“She knows how much we both need to... release some tension.” I said with a crooked smile.
Simone chuckled and walked over to me. “Do you have blockers in place?”
“Of course. That's why she's so sad.” I said. “I haven't blocked her off this much since I tried to after Rhubin's betrayal.”
Simone nodded and reached up and touched my cheek. “Hunter.”
“Go and get changed for a nice formal dinner.” I said and motioned at the dress pants and shirt I wore.
“It's still the morning.” Simone almost whispered.
“Who said we were eating here?” I asked and she raised her eyebrows. “You might as well pack an overnight bag, too.”
Simone tilted her head slightly and skimmed over my mind. “We're going somewhere.”
I chuckled and slipped on a suit coat. “No, really?” I asked and waved her to go and get ready. “I'll meet you at the shuttle bay in five minutes.”
Simone went back to her room and I walked over to the lift. I went down to the second floor and went into the large center compartment in the shape of an octagon that was now a full shuttle bay.
“You know, you're supposed to sleep in your own room at night.” I said to Jelly, who was working on something on her shuttle.
“I still can't believe you chose a shuttle bay as one of the compartments!” Jelly said and tossed a wrench into the tool box and closed the panel she had open.
“I should have said no when you wanted to make a small living room down here.” I chuckled and looked at the messed up blankets and pillow on the couch at the side of the room.
“I'll sleep in my room eventually.” Jelly said and pat the shuttle. “I just finished adjusting the new gravity sensors.”
“Good, because Simone is going to be here in a minute and we need to leave.”
“You really want me to fly you around on your date?” Jelly asked.
“I want to show off my combat pilot.” I said with a smile and she chuckled. “Plus, you've got an appointment at a certain corporation's shuttle construction division.”
“Wh-what?” Jelly looked at me with wide eyes.
“You don't think I'd make you stay around on the planet all day and not have you do some actual work, did you?” I asked and reached out to touch her shoulder. “We need a long range shuttle capable of carrying the APC and the government hover vehicle, either together or one at a time.”
“Hunter... goddess... the cost...” Jelly whispered.
“We have six shuttles available, not counting yours, with another permanently on Adona in her shuttle bay.” I said. “If it comes to it, we can trade two small shuttles for one larger one with cargo capacity.”
Jelly thought that was actually a better deal, since no credits would need to change hands and we would only lose access to one shuttle and gain more mobility and options.
“I'm ready.” Simone said as she came out of the lift. She wore a slim and curve-hugging silk-like red dress that hid a lot and gave her an elegant air. The arm holes for her extra arms made it seem like there was a lot less to the dress than there actually was, though. She had tied up her hair and wore two inch high heels.
“You sure are!” Jelly said with a laugh. “I thought you were going on a date with Hunter, not attending dinner with the president!”
Simone laughed and accepted the compliment. “Thanks, Jelly.”
I took Simone's hand and she stumbled as my thoughts about what I wanted to do with the dress... and her while wearing it... slammed into her.
“Goddess, Hunter!” Simone gasped and held onto me.
“Sorry.” I said and reigned in my thoughts.
Jelly saw it and shook her head. “Are you even going to make it to the planet's surface?”
“I'll try.” I said with a grin and she laughed.
“Climb aboard while I clean up and change.” Jelly said and waved at the open shuttle hatch. I led Simone onto the shuttle and when I sat her down and strapped her in, I bent over and gave her a kiss. I sent her the image I had of her bent over the couch and the dress pulled up to her hips to give me access, and her breath came out almost ragged.
S-s-stop. Simone thought to me. We won't make it off the station if you keep doing this.
I let a soft laugh out and broke the kiss, then sat beside her and strapped in.
“All set?” Jelly asked as she came in with her flight suit on and racked the helmet on her seat for easy access. We nodded and she quickly brought the shuttle up to full power. “Opina, can you get the shuttle bay doors for me?”
“You got it, Jelly!” Opina said over the shuttle's intercom and the huge bay doors opened.
“How's the traffic?” Jelly asked and lifted off.
“It's pretty clear on the left and a heavy transport is off to the right a few miles.” Opina said.
“Thanks.” Jelly said. “I'll see you when we get back.”
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“I miss you already!” Opina said and Jelly chuckled.
The shuttle flew expertly through the light traffic and brought us to the second planet. After a quick check with the planetary flight control tower, Jelly flew us down to the surface and landed on a private pad made specifically for that purpose.
“Thanks, Jelly.” I said and handed her the business card. “They're waiting for you, so go and have fun.”
“Are you really letting me handle this?” Jelly asked, a little surprised.
“What do I know about shuttle requirements?” I asked with a chuckle. “Oh, and don't rush back.”
Jelly snorted a laugh and slapped my shoulder. “I'll see you tomorrow.” She said and almost ran out through the shuttle's hatch and down the ramp.
“Your room's on the third floor!” I said and she gave me a halfhearted backhand wave.
“Her room?” Simone asked, curious.
“I had to get her somewhere to stay, since we're staying all night.” I said and held a hand out to her. “Come with me if you want to have fun.”
Simone laughed at the double meaning of what I just said and took my hand. I led her from the shuttle, closed and secured it, then took her over to the building nearby. We entered the lobby and she looked at everything with wide eyes, because it was all very expensive and looked like it, without being gaudy.
“Mr. Hunter!” A woman's voice cut across the lobby and we walked over to her.
“Just Hunter is fine.” I said with a smile.
“Your suite is ready and one of the other events are currently underway.”
“This early?” I asked and she nodded. “Would you be so kind as to escort us?”
“That's my job, sir!” The woman said and beamed a smile at me. “Right this way.”
Simone looked around and tried to figure out what we were going to see. She knew she wasn't going to get much from my head if she looked there, so she tried to passively scan the woman leading us and the other people around.
Just wait a couple of minutes. I thought to her.
Keeping secrets isn't funny. I may have to tell Hailey on you. Simone teased.
I chuckled and the woman in front of us approached a heavy door. The man in front stepped aside and pushed it open, then Simone gasped as she saw an entire underground arena filled with obstacles and various hazards.
“Hunter, what... what is this?” Simone asked.
“Welcome to the annual Hover Bike Derby!” The woman in front of us said and waved at the arena. “It's invite only, and only high priority clients have access!”
“But... but...” Simone looked down at the side of the arena and saw about fifty contestants. “Hover bikes?”
“Did you think the car corporations could keep someone from experimenting with hover car technology to make them extremely dangerous?” I asked with a grin and the woman guiding us took us to a booth. The three of us sat down and looked out the large window at the arena.
“Hunter!” Simone said excitedly and pointed as someone had their team bring out the hover bike he would be using for the race. “Look at that!”
“Ooo, he's using the new mark eight hover pads!” The woman guide said. “They just came on the market.”
Simone's hand reached out and touched the woman on the shoulder. “Tell me everything.” She said in a commanding voice, and the woman laughed.
“That's what I'm here for.” The woman said. “About six years ago...” She explained how one of the first racers was a man who had been in a horrendous hover car accident. He had come out of it with only two broken legs and they healed up fine; but, during the crash, he had flown and manoeuvred the hover car with only two working hover pads and it gave him an idea. A very dangerous and a very lucrative idea.
I sat there and listened as Simone soaked in everything the woman said. I held in my chuckle and tried not to pat myself on the back for finding something Simone would enjoy seeing. Of all the people I had met in my life, Simone was the only one who was close enough to be considered a 'biker chick' back on Earth.
The way Simone dressed, the way she acted, and even how I found her as part of Aphatoris' gang on the tourist station in the Granis System, all yelled 'biker' to me. If anyone was going to like the sight of people hurtling themselves across an arena and obstacle course on a vehicle that was practically in a constant crashing state, it would be her.
Each time a new vehicle came out, Simone's interest spiked. They were all different shapes and sizes, different colors and configurations, and the riders were just as varied and different. One of Simone's extra hands reached up and caressed my cheek as she listened to the woman give her the entire history of the hidden sport. The vehicles would never have official approval, since they were so dangerous, so the only way to even see them was once a year during this week long special event.
The woman finished her speech and Simone was enraptured in the entire thing. She didn't let my face go, though. Her three fingered hand kept gently caressing my cheek, even when the contestants lined up to race. When the buzzer sounded, the hover bikes took off at top speed from a dead stop. Simone gasped at the acceleration of the things and leaned forward, as if those few inches made a difference in getting her closer to the action, then her normal hand reached down and touched me below the waist.
Simone gasped again for a different reason, because I was quite ready. She didn't move her eyes from the arena as her hand started to rub me. I reached down myself and tapped her hand. She sighed a little and moved her normal hand, then she caught her breath when I took her extra hand from my face and moved it down to rub me instead. She turned her head briefly and gave me a very sexy look, then turned back to watch the arena as her extra hand undid my pants.
I covered the window in Presence and obscured it to stop anyone outside the booth from seeing what we were doing. Her hand was gentle and firm as she caressed me and her thoughts were evenly split between watching the very dangerous sport and playing a very dangerous game with me. My breathing and hers sped up slightly as she got a good rhythm going.
The woman that sat on Simone's other side knew that something was going on, she just didn't know what. Simone finally managed to tear her gaze away from the racing when they entered the third lap and she turned to stare at me. Her eyes darted to the woman beside her and I gave her a crooked smile and shrugged.
Without a word, Simone slid off her seat and twisted slightly to kneel between my legs and the woman that sat a chair away finally saw what had us both breathing fast. Her mouth made that little 'o' of surprise when Simone bent over and started using her mouth as well as her hand. We could both hear the woman's thoughts and felt her arousal as she got caught up in the sight and couldn't help but stare at us.
Simone used her thoughts as a guide and did the things the woman was thinking. A tongue lick here, a kiss and a suckle there, then a deep long drag on the entire thing. For each thought that the woman had, Simone did for her on me, and we both revelled in the woman's pleasure at being able to direct Simone into doing what she wanted.
“I'm... close.” I said out loud, even though Simone knew I was. We both wanted the woman to decide what she wanted to happen.
“L-let me see.” The woman said out loud and we saw in her head exactly how she wanted to see it.
Simone took the position the woman wanted and then moaned at the woman's emotions as I stood up to give her exactly what she wanted to see. The woman moaned as her hand found its way under her own skirt and she rubbed herself between her legs, the same as Simone was doing, just like she wanted.
With all three of us in a very horny mood, it only took another few minutes for the three of us to finish at the same time. Both the woman and Simone kept their eyes opened as they watched me finish and saw it in all its messy spectacle. I hadn't had sex in a long time, so when it came out, it was a lot more than what I thought it was going to be.
“I... really love... this job.” The woman panted.
We looked at her and saw that her skirt was pulled up and her legs were spread in a very unladylike manner that completely exposed her. Simone snorted as she tried to stop her laugh, then she laughed anyway. I joined in and a few moments later, the woman laughed as well. She grabbed a towel from a nearby shelf and dabbed it between her legs.
I sat down and Simone cleaned me off with another small towel that the woman handed to her, then Simone sat back on her heels and folded the towel and wiped herself between the legs. I stared at her as she did, because I saw a bit of her down there, then I looked at her face.
“That was...” Simone started to say as she looked back at me.
“...pretty intense.” I finished for her. “I just hope we didn't overwhelm our guide too much.”
The woman in question had already fixed her underwear and pulled her skirt down. “I think it's me that has to apologize.” She said and her face turned red. “When I saw... you both looked so...” She took a deep breath and let it out. “When you started to do the things I've always wanted to see...”
Simone reached out with her extra hand and took the woman's hand with it. She reacted just like Simone thought she would and held on tightly, because it was the hand that Simone had used on me. That just completed the fantasy for the woman. She got to touch a strange man's private part and didn't have to do it herself, since it was a second-hand touch.
I thought that it must have been a fetish or something for her, because she hadn't thought about trying to participate at all. She had no desire to touch me, suck on me, or even kiss me. That wasn't what she wanted at all. It made her a great personal assistant, because any thoughts like that would be a distraction from her job. She composed herself and shook Simone's hand, as if she hadn't just enjoyed the touch. She let Simone's hand go and grabbed another towel to expertly clean up the spectacular mess I had made.
“Thank you for listening to my speech.” She said and took all three towels and tucked them under her arm. “I have some preparations to make for the buffet that's going to take place in an hour. If you need anything else, just use my personal com code.”
The woman gave it to us and then she left. She wasn't making an excuse to leave, either. She really did need to go and help prepare a spot for us at the buffet. We watched her walk away through the door, then we turned and looked at each other.
“You didn't plan that, did you?” Simone asked.
I shook my head. “When she saw what you were doing, I expected her to either look away or say she had urgent business and leave.”
Simone let a huge smile spread across her face. “Instead we were her fantasy couple.”
“I never thought we would have our own spectator sport event at a spectator sport event.” I said and smiled back.
“The RACE!” Simone gasped and stood up to look down at the arena. “What happened?”
I stood up as well and hugged her from behind. “We tied for the win.” I whispered into her ear.
Simone sighed and leaned against me. “Grab them.”
“In front of everyone?” I whispered and moved my hands to rest them just under her breasts.
“You're blocking them from seeing.” Simone said. “We can see them, though.”
I kissed her ear as if I was kissing her mouth and moved my hands up and gripped her breasts to make her gasp. Without being asked, Simone reached down and pulled up her dress to her hips.
“Kiss me like that again.” Simone said.
I kissed her ear again and she moaned and huffed in frustration at the same time. I let her feel my amusement and then I knelt behind her and kissed her where she actually wanted me to.