Going to the photo shoot.

(Updated)

I wake up in the morning around 8 am. The girls are still sleeping, lying all over me. It's nice sleeping with someone in your arms, the warmth. It's nice. I try to get up and move them without trying to wake them up. I get out of bed, grab my phone, and shower. I feel like fucking Aaliyah today; I give her a text asking if she is busy and I can come over. She texted me that she and Aaru had a photo shoot today; I wondered if I could go with her, and she said OK. But I had to be on my best behavior and try not to hit on the girls too much. I said I could be good, but as for the hitting on the girls, I can't promise. She laughed and asked me to go to her house at 9:30 am. I jump into the shower and get myself ready. I finish and head downstairs; the girls are still sleeping. I kiss them and walk out of my room, heading downstairs. 

Barbra is the only one up. I kiss her and ask about moving her stuff. She said it would be down Wednesday evening, so Thursday should be a good day for them to look at it. I texted Emilia, telling her the news; she replied thank you for giving her so much up. I tell her that it's okay, and after all, why wouldn't I help someone so beautiful? She calls me a flirt, and we text back and forth; I say goodbye to Barbra, kissing her and grabbing her ass, saying I can't wait for tonight so I can stick my big fat white cock into her tight white milf pussy. She blushes and gives me a sloppy kiss. 

When I enter my truck, W.A.S., when are my new cars coming?

(They will be here tomorrow morning, Host.)

I sigh, I can't wait. Muscle cars are the best cars. Fuck sports cars, those are for ordinary people. American muscle is the best thing in the world, and that's a fact. I pulled out and headed to her house. She lives in a penthouse apartment. I get to her apartment before 9:00 am and want to see how her apartment looks. I go into her building; the front desk guy asks me who I am here to see. I tell Aaliyah, and he checks to see if I am on her list, so he lets me in. I go to the elevator and see a group of girls I haven't seen before. About 4 of them are sexy but not as sexy as Aaliyah, but I would still fuck them; then again, there is probably no woman I wouldn't fuck. I chuckle at that comment in my mind.

They look at me as we wait for the elevator; one of them comes over and asks me for my number. I agree and give her my number as she giggles and acts cute; little did she know I was going to make her beg on my cock. And put a baby in that tight pussy of hers; shit, I am getting horny. They enter their elevator, and I get into mine; I press my button, and the door closes. I get to her floor, and the door opens, as does the elevator across the hall. I look over and chuckle; we seem to meet again, girls. It's kind of like fate making use to come together; they all laugh at my corny joke.

I begin to walk to her door; they also follow. We both look confused. I knock on her door, and she opens up. She looks fantastic today. I say hello and that she looks outstanding today. She smiles and look's overly shocked.

I see you meant the new model for the company, Timothy.

Oh, they are new to Valentina's company. Well, they are gorgeous. So, I think they do a fantastic job at modeling, and if Valentina hired them, then they must be good at it.

I said this, and all the girls blushed and smiled; they had been nervous all night because this was their first photo shoot with the company. They were hired Monday after the interview and told to come here as Valentina and a company van would pick them up from this building. Valentina didn't want anyone to be late as it was closer to the shoot than across the city from the company. We go in, and Aaliyah hugs me, saying she misses me. The girls see this and are shocked; the one who asked me for my number is sad. I see this and walk over, kissing her on the kiss; she backs away and asks what I am doing.

My dear, you will soon find out that I have a harem. I have no problem giving you love, too.

Aren't you full of yourself? Do you think any woman will be ok with you having a harem?

If I was an average man, then no. But I am far from average now.

I look over at Aaliyah, and she laughs. The girls are shocked by this. They look at me, trying to figure out who I am and why I would have the audacity to say I have a harem. Evening goes as far as trying to get one of their friends into it. 

Let's make a bet if I can prove that I have at least three women in my harem. You will spend the night with me. If I can't, I walk around naked at the set for an hour.

She looks at me with a displeased look but smiles sarcastically and agrees. I talked with Aaliyah and the other girls while the one who asked for my number was in a bad mood. After about 20 minutes, Aaliyah's doorbell rings Aaru and Valentina. I walk over and pull them both into my arms and kiss them; they wrap their arms around me, shocked at the beginning, but return the love. The one who gave me her number was more shocked. Little did I know that she Idealized Valentina, a strong, intelligent woman. They built a company by herself while caring for a little girl; she was her hero and was now making out with a man with a harem.

Why are you here, Timothy? 

I told Aaliyah I missed you all and wanted to see you. She told me you had a photo shoot today, so I wanted to come along.

I look over at the girls, but most importantly. I looked at the girl I made a bet with and winked at her, making her blush. Valentina walks over to Aaliyah, and they begin to talk about the shoot. I walk over to the group of girls and lean in to whisper to them. I plan to see them more profoundly, and I tell the girl to come to this address after the shoot. I gave her my new address as she knew I had a harem. So, it's not like I need to hide it; all the girls blush and look away. The one that made a bet bites her lip; I devise an idea. I lean in and tell her if she doesn't want to spend the night with me, she can do something else for me that I have in mind.

She asked what it was; I told her during her shoot, I asked her to go to the bathroom and give me a blowjob. After all, it's better than having sex with someone you don't like. I thought to myself, she has pride, which will be much easier for her to do than open her legs to me. I am playing the long game with her; she can't be conquered in a day. She agreed and walked away; none of the other girls heard us as I was whispering into her ear. Aaru was watching and gave me a smirk. I shrugged my shoulders, and we began going to the parking lot to help load the new girls into the van. There are 7 of them. We get to the parking lot, and someone runs at Aaliyah. I step in and grab him, picking him up and slamming him onto the concrete floor. He starts screaming how much he loves her and that they are meant to be together.

I restrain him until the guard comes, handcuff him, and call the cops. The cops get here and take him away; they also do the paperwork to put a restraining order on him. Aaliyah hugs me and doesn't want to let me go; I rub her back and tell her it will be alright. And if she isn't feeling safe, she can live with me for the time being or move in if she wants to. She smiles and says she will stay with me for a couple of days, as she knows that building has started, and she doesn't want to make things too difficult for me. I kiss her and say that nothing she does will give me difficulty. She leaned on me and smiled a beautiful smile; we started to load up the van. At the same time, the four of us get into Valentina's car. I tell her I will drive them, and she smiles, handing me her keys, and sits in the passenger seat.

After she told me where to go, I pulled out with the van following us, and we drove for about 15 minutes. And get to the place to shoot; it's an oriental-style garden. I asked what the design of the underwear was. She wants to do an Asian meets Europe underwear lineup; she got the idea when I was fucking Go-Eun with my big fat white cock. I tried to get a white man to do modeling with them, but they were your woman, so I held back. Then I said.

Why don't I model the male underwear with the? That way, you will get your complete vision of it. Plus, I think it would be fun to model with everyone, even the new girls, as I plan to add them to my harem.

I knew it, Timothy, you evil man.

Aaru said with a smile.

I never concealed it, to begin with, my dear Aaru. I love all women, no matter their age or race. I plan to conquer all of them.

They all bust out laughing, and Valentina agrees with me modeling. After all, I am handsome, and my body is the best she has ever seen on a man. So, I can pull it off; we get out and make our way to the set to meet the people involved with the shoot. A woman, about 28 years old, with long purple hair, is dressed in a gothic style and has impressive assets. He walks over and calls out Valentina's name; she is the photographer. She is of Filipino heritage; if I had to guess, she looks hot. So many girls to fuck today, so little time. I wish I had a skill that could make me spend more time in a day. It was like that one chamber in that show I watched as a kid, where one day in the real world was one year in the chamber.

 (Host, there is a skill like that; it costs 50 skill points)

I tripped, walking, almost falling flat on my face. I looked around and coughed; everyone giggled or laughed. I just smiled and tried to play it off like nothing happened.