As Samantha ran her hands under my shirt while kissing me, my hands played with her ass as I knead her lovely ass. The taxi stopped in front of the apartment building and let us out. As I paid the driver and grabbed the box as we walked into the building, Samantha pushed me into the stairwell.
"No, one uses the stairs here. I can't wait till I get to the apartment, plus Kimberly needs her alone time with you. I will get my last fill of you today, as I won't need more today. Maybe I'll have a little drink of your seed later tonight. Any more, and my pussy will be too sore for me."
She pushed me up against the wall; I always thought of her as someone who had dumere. But she will go after what she desires, and right now, she desires a piece of me, and I have no problem letting her have her way with me. It's fun seeing a woman make the moves from time to time.
She undoes my belt and pants pulling them down as she squats down, taking my soft cock into her mouth and sucking on it, pulling it like a fleshy string. It doesn't hurt, but it starts to make my cock swell with blood faster than usual as it begins to open her mouth wider. She unzips the side of her dress skirt and pulls it down while moving her head back and forth.
The stairwell echoes with gagging sounds from Samantha and grunts from me. She rips her pantyhose while working on my cock. I look down and see her moving her hand into her thong, working hard at pleasing herself while making sure to please me.
Samantha pulls my cock out of her mouth and bends over the railing, lifts her leg, and lays it on the rail before looking over her should and speaking.
"I was in gymnastics up to my last year of high school. I am very flexible."
I didn't hold back after that as the sounds of her moans echoed in the stairwell, making me grunt to the sounds of her pleasure, making me want to make her louder to show the world who she belonged to.
"YES! JAMES REVAGE ME! MAKE ME INTO YOUR BITCH! GOD, I LOVE YOU!"
She hugged the railing as Samantha and I reached our peak. I finished inside her, making her cover the handrail with her love for me. I slowly pulled out of her making her moan as I watched her pussy gasping for air as I waited for her to recover from her orgasm. She turned around and cleaned my cock off. Afterward, we dressed and left the stairwell only to see a group of women standing near the elevators. The stairs were next to them.
The women looked at us and blushed as Samantha held my arm. We got onto the elevator. I could see the women glancing out the corner of their eyes and looking at us. Three ladies grabbed some paper from their handbags and wrote something down. As the elevator opened, they turned and slid the papers into my coat pocket before hurrying to leave, leaving only Samantha and me in it.
Samantha reached into the pocket and pulled the three small papers out as I had my hands full.
"You got three numbers and apartment numbers, dear. How do you feel about them? They are around your ex-wife's looks. Are you going to visit them?"
"I don't know; I have much to handle right now. Maybe when I get everything off the ground, I may explore what they offer me."
She chuckles as we get off and make our way to the apartment. I see Kimberly with a friend talking; she is a sexy African American. My eyes light up as I go to her setting and smirk while writing in a different way than I used to the others, as I have a more twisted and funny way of enjoying her differently.
Kimberly's eyes lit up as the girls said their goodbyes. I changed her personality before she left, making her look at me differently. A hint of fear and lust intertwined in her eyes as she went, and I put down the box as Kimberly ran and jumped into my arms.
"Dear, I missed you. Even though it's only been three hours, it felt like the whole day."
I smiled as I hugged her, but I needed to tell them something. I wanted them to know at least a rough outline of my plan, and as I know they won't betray me, it's easy for me to be open with them without fear of anything as I begin to speak.
"Girls, I need to talk to you both. It's important as I will need your help, and I want to be open with both of you."
They looked at each other and nodded to me as we went to the dining room table. I began to tell them what had happened to me and that I had been offered another chance. I left out the mind ability, as they didn't need to know.
Samantha was the first one to speak.
"How do you plan to use this shop system?"
"I plan to get into the tech field along with the Military-industrial complex as war is very profitable, and as long as humanity is alive, war will happen. But first, I plan to use this as a stepping stone."
I was looking through the shop last night and found something cheap from a different earth that could make me filthy rich on this earth. I waved my hand as I bought the manual, item, and a paten for it on this earth, all under my name. I can even purchase services from the shop, so I don't need to review all the legal issues.
"This item is called a storage box; it can hold up to a shipping container, and it's the size of a lunch box. People will pay an arm and a leg for this business and would kill for it, as the cost of shipping items is a big part of why their prices are so high. How much cheaper would shipping be when carrying a whole container with one hand?"
Samantha's eyes lit up as she could see the worth of this item. She grabbed the manual and began to read it. As Kimberly is a model, she couldn't understand everything deeply. But she knows shipping takes a lot of time and money, so if you had an item that made it easier, it would be worth a lot.
"How much is the item worth James?"
I smirked and spoke.
"It's only $50 in the world it belongs to, but here, I could easily sell it for $5,000 to even $50,000."
Samantha's eyes lit up, and she began to crunch the numbers: 20 items for every $1,000, selling them for a minimum of $5,000, would make an easy $100,000, earning them a 99-times profit. With his system, the odds of becoming the wealthiest person in the world within ten years would be easy.
"What do you plan to sell after this?"
I smiled and made a manual appear, and she began to read it. This made her stand up, and she threw the chair back.
"How much is this to buy, and how much will you sell it for?"
"It's worth $10,000 per unit. I plan to sell it to the US military for $5 million per unit. I can get 25,000 to 50,000 units out of them if not more. And with the armaments, I can sell with them. I can easily get $250 billion to $500 billion in defense contracts from them."
Samantha runs over and jumps on me.
"You're going to rule the world through money."