Life after the Lottery Ch. 78

"They want you and Dawn to pose half dressed so they can make some poster for you all to autograph." Samantha laughed.

"Cool!"

I pulled Samantha to me and held her naked body close.

*****

When they came in after 1:00, Samanth and I were fucking again. They got naked and climbed in bed with us.

"James, you haven't told them yet," Samantha said as we lay there naked.

"Told us what?" Dawn asked.

"Randy called. They have some photos of Amy back while she was being a tramp."

They laughed.

"They want to know if Samantha would pose like that."

"Why?" Dawn asked.

"They want to have some posters made of them so they can autograph them before the show closes."

"Cool!" Came from Amy.

"I guess you want to be all over the internet half-dressed!" Dawn teased Samantha.

"Sure! Why not!"

"I asked them if they wanted some photos of you half-dressed...but they said you were too old," I told Dawn. She looked at me hard. "Kidding!"

"You too!" Amy exclaimed.

"Yes! You too!" Came from Samantha.

"When?" Dawn asked.

"They want to take the photos after everything shuts down this evening at 7:00."

"I guess we can," Dawn said, and the girls laughed.

"You all are crazy," Crystal said.

*****

Around 3:00, everyone was getting ready to go back for the photos. Amy and Samantha were trying to decide what to wear under their skimpy white gym shorts. I saw Dawn pick up some black lingerie and head into the bathroom while Samantha and Amy went through their lingerie.

"You two, why don't you both wear a sexy thong? Maybe the same color," I said to them.

They finally decided on a pretty and skimpy red thong and put them on, and went out to the big room.

"Are they gone?" I heard Dawn ask from the bathroom door.

"For now."

I looked at my hot wife as she came out of the bathroom. She had put on some gorgeous lacey black lingerie, including a garter belt and embroidered black stockings. She grabbed her blue jeans quickly and sat on the edge of the bed, and slid them on.

"That may be a little too hot, honey." She looked at me and winked.

Dawn picked up a blue silk blouse and buttoned it up just before Samantha came back into the room.

"You are wearing that much?" Dawn asked as she looked at her.

"What do you mean?"

"Turn around."

Samantha turned around as we looked. Dawn was teasing her as we looked at her perfect cheeks. There was only a string running between them.

"Oh, I guess that will do," Dawn said.

"What are you wearing?"

"I changed my mind."

"Ahhh!"

Samantha sat on the end of the bed and slipped her white shorts on, and stood.

"Sis! Are the T-shirts out there?"

"Yes!"

She picked up Amy's white shorts and went out to the big room.

"Were you teasing her about not doing it?" I asked.

"Of course."

We left the hotel at 4:30, so we could get there in time. Amy and Samantha didn't wear anything over the cut-off T-shirt they had prepared. Crystal had just laughed at all of them.

As we walked into the exhibit hall after 5:00, all the men were looking at Amy and Samantha as they confidently walked. When we got to the Eurocopter area, Randy looked and smiled.

Before everyone had left at 7:00, Amy and Samantha were already posing as a small crowd watched. After 7:00, when everyone had cleared out, they took off their white shorts and paraded around in the tiny red thongs.

The camera crew was having a great time. They would ask the two of them to pose on something where they could get shots of the bottoms of their tits. Amy and Samantha were having a blast posing and teasing the camera crew.

They were finally taking some of just Samantha in the pilot's seat in her thong and cut-off T-shirt. They had fun with that for a few minutes. It was now 8:30, and the clean-up crew was standing around watching.

"Thanks, Samantha," Randy said to her.

"Are you finished?"

"I think so. Thanks."

"I have an idea for some more."

Samantha turned her back to the camera crew and pulled off the T-shirt, then pulled her long hair over each shoulder and turned around. She had just her hair covering her tits. She looked very sexy.

"Oh...my..." came from Randy.

The camera crew started getting her to pose while she stood on the skids of the helicopter. When they finished with that, they had her get in the pilot's seat again and took more. One of the photographers walked up to her, and they talked a minute. He backed up as Samantha moved her hair a little. When she was finished, it was still covering her nipples, but she had pulled it together, so the sides of her breasts showed. The photographer shot more as she moved around a little or sat in the pilot's seat.

Randy finally came over to me, and Dawn as we watched and laughed.

"They are having a ball," he said.

"They are," Dawn replied.

"Uh...Dawn? Did you want to do something like that?" Randy asked nervously.

"I guess I could...but I didn't bring anything slinky to wear," Dawn replied.

"Oh...okay..."

"I guess you would have to shoot me in my boring underwear."

Randy stood and looked as Dawn slowly unbuttoned the silk top she had on. She took the top off as Randy watched. The camera crew were watching Dawn as she undressed. She pulled her jeans open and pushed them down, and kicked them off. I heard a couple of "wows" mumbled from the crew as they all admired her in the thin bra and black thong and the gorgeous black stockings.

"Tramp!" Came from Samantha and Amy.

I looked up, and all the photo crew had stopped what they were doing and were watching. She was standing there in a thin lace black bra that barely covered her big tits. The thong was thin black lace...what there was of it. But I always loved her in the black stockings and garter belt.

"Will this work?" Dawn asked innocently as she looked down at her body.

"Ye...es...suuure..." came from Randy. "Tha..t...should work fine...just fine..."

I watched and admired my hot wife as they worked with her. They had her posing on the helicopter, in the helicopter, around the helicopter, then had her get in the pilot's seat. The guys worked with her for a while. They had her pull all of that hair to the outside so they could shoot her with it hanging down over her shoulder, showing the Eagle feathers. Dawn looked hot as she smiled at them...with a come and fuck me look. Randy was supervising closely.

Samantha was standing and watching, still topless with her hair covering her tits. Amy was laughing at Dawn as she teased the camera guys.

After an hour, they had Samantha and Dawn in the pilot's seats and took more pictures. Samantha was still topless. They were leaning in to take shots as Dawn sat there with her legs spread and the stick between them. Dawn even pulled the stick back as far as it would go, nearly at her pussy as they shot that.

"You two look hot," a photographer told them. "with just your hair covering you...that is sexy."

"Hang on then," Dawn said.

She took her bra off and pulled her hair over her tits like Samantha. The photographer couldn't take enough photos of the two of them in the front seats topless with just their hair covering their tits.

*****

"Thanks, Dawn," Randy said as they wrapped up.

"Randy, get me a small Euro T-shirt," Dawn said.

He quickly got her a T-shirt.

She got out and with her back to the cameras as they all watched her struggle to pull the tight T-shirt over her head and down over her tits. It was tight. She pulled on it and smoothed it out, then turned around. It only came down to her waist and was more than skin-tight.

"How is this?"

"Perfect," I told her and got a wink. "Too bad it's not wet!"

"Don't get any ideas, honey!"

They took some more photos of her standing around the helicopter in the tight shirt. Her big nipples were clearly visible like Amy and Samantha's had been.

"You think that is enough?" Dawn asked.

"Yes...Dawn...thanks," Randy said.

"It's the least I could do for you getting me this wonderful helicopter so quickly."

Dawn kept the T-shirt on as everyone finished up, and the camera crew packed up and put their equipment away. Dawn was pulling her blue jeans back on as she sat on the edge of the side door. Soon it was just the four of us, and Crystal and Randy, there as they began turning the lights off.

"Dawn, I want to thank you and Amy and Samantha for being good sports," Randy said.

"No problem. Happy to do it," Dawn replied.

"I guess we need to go find some dinner," I said.

"Good idea."

"Well, we can't go with you three dressed like that," I told them.

Amy had grabbed three more T-shirts. She and Samantha pulled theirs off and pulled on the others as Randy watched. Dawn came to me.

"Get me out of this shirt, please."

I got out my pocket knife and pulled the front of her shirt out, and slit it up the middle.

"Thanks."

Randy watched closely as Crystal giggled.

"Randy, do you want to join us?" Amy asked.

"I need to go and help get all this film processed and proofed. We have a printer in town waiting for them in the morning. I will join you all another evening."

"I'm going to help Randy...in case they need some airbrushing!" Crystal said and winked.

We were walking down the dark aisles to leave.

"Dawn, I hope you know what you did," I said.

"Hey, Amy?" Dawn said.

"What?"

"Screw you and your cut-off T-shirt!" Dawn exclaimed, and we all laughed.

*****

We pulled out of the parking area and headed back to the hotel.

"You are going to get into trouble with the university sooner or later if you end up all over the internet," I said to Dawn as I drove.

"Oh, I doubt it."

"Why?"

"Remember the guy Samantha banged during the alumni event?"

"Yes? Jack...somebody?"

"He is the biggest donor for the school!"

"That may not help you, honey."

"Oh, I think it will...he called before we left and asked if I was going to be able to go to St. Barts with him. I told him no...but he and his wife were welcome to come and spend the weekend with us. He said sure. And....for another reason."

"What's that?"

"Well...all during dinner, the President's trophy wife was drinking pretty hard. I pulled her off to a corner and talked to her when I had a chance. Found out the President is pimping her out to donors!"

"No shit!"

"She was a bit drunk. She told me all about it. Found out the President joins them occasionally."

"That may be good information to have," I said.

"Oh, it was. The guy that called me, Jack Crawford, said he had photos of them doing his wife."

"You are kidding!" I exclaimed.

"What about Jack Crawford?" Samantha asked as she leaned up.

"I asked him if he liked to fuck pregnant women!"

"I'm sure he said yes!" Samantha exclaimed.

"He did! They are flying in the next Friday afternoon after we get back."

"Good! He was a great fuck!"

"Well, we will get to find out how good!" Dawn said as she laughed.

"Can we just stop at a drive-thru?" Samantha asked.

That was okay with everyone, so we stopped and grabbed some burgers. When we returned to the hotel, Linda and Rachel were in the big room in their skimpy silk pajamas.

"Did you finally finish? We had to go eat dinner," Rachel said.

"We just grabbed some burgers," Amy said.

"I think they got what they needed," I replied. "These three had a good time."

My girls went to the bedroom to change as I sat with Linda and Rachel.

"You should have posed in some sexy lingerie with your helicopter."

"Right..." came from Linda.

Dawn and the girls came out just wearing robes. We sat and ate our burgers and told Linda and Rachel about what had all happened. Rachel thought it was funny. Linda just rolled her eyes.

After we ate, Dawn and Samantha wanted to talk about the helicopter. Amy and I went to bed about 10:00 and left them talking.

*****

We had spent Tuesday walking around all the exhibits and seeing what was there. We had met up with Crystal. We left the show early and were back at the hotel getting some rest when my phone rang.

"Hey, James. It's Randy."

"Hey, Randy."

"My wife and I are going out to dinner. I need to come by and let you see the posters...so they can okay them. We rushed them through the printer today."

"Are they hot?"

"Oh yes!"

"Great."

"I'll bring them by later," Randy said.

"Good. Room 1015."

I hung up my phone.

"Randy is going to come by after they eat for you three to approve the posters. You three have some fun with him."

*****

Randy knocked on the door about 8:30, and I let him in. They followed me into our suite. Cystal and my wives had changed and joined Linda and Rachel and put on their short silk pajamas as soon as we got back. They were now all sitting on the sofa in the big room. Randy introduced his wife to everyone.

"Hi, James. I would like for you to meet my wife, Freya..."

His wife was a tall blonde Scandinavian Goddess.

"Nice meeting you, Freya."

"Nice to meet you. Randy said your wives were a handful! I can't wait to meet them," she said with a little accent.

"Hello, Ms. Williams, Rachel," he said.

"Good evening, Randy."

"I wanted you all to look at the poster we want you to sign."

He sat on the sofa and started rolling them out. They had decided to use one of the first ones of Amy in the cut-off top while she was hanging off the rotor mast. The bottoms of her tits were clearly visible.

The one he rolled out of Samantha was of her in the skimpy red thong and just her hair covering her tits as she stood on the skid of the pilot's door wearing the Bose headphones.

"Those look great," Rachel said.

"Okay...Dawn...let me show you the one of you."

He unrolled one with her in the black lingerie as she sat in the pilot's seat with all her hair hanging down the side. She had a sexy come fuck me look. I liked it.

"I like that one," Linda said.

"I do, too..." Dawn added and paused.

"Great!"

"Randy...these are all very nice prints, but..." Dawn stopped and looked up at Randy.

"But what?"

"Well...we have been talking about this all day. And...we have decided that they are just too revealing for us."

"What?" Randy looked crushed.

"After we talked about it...we just felt like it would lead to...well...some trouble for us at the university. After all, I am a Dean, for god's sake."

"Uh...well...oh...I guess...you think so?" Randy stumbled through.

"They could be too much," Linda added.

"Maybe not for these two kids, but I think it would lead to a lot of trouble for me. I was caught up in all the fun they were having...and I guess I got carried away. Sorry."

Poor Randy looked like his dog had just died.

"Oh...what about you two?" He asked, trying to salvage something.

"Dawn, what do you think?" Amy asked.

"It's up to you...but you are showing a lot of skin, honey," Dawn said.

"Hmmm...I guess you were right. It is probably too much," Amy replied.

"Sam, honey. They can use yours," Dawn said to her.

"If you two are not going to do it, then I'm not," Samantha said and pouted.

"After they talked about it today, they started having regrets," I added.

"Oh...well...oh...if that is what you decided...okay," Randy got out.

"I hope this is not a big problem for everyone," Dawn said.

"No...if that is what you decided...we can understand that."

"I guess we should have told you before you went to all the trouble to have them printed. They do look nice," Dawn said as she held one up and looked at it.

"We did have a lot of them printed..."

I was looking at Freya. She had a bit of a grin on her face. She knew we were screwing with her husband.

"Honey, you and Walter should have known it was too good to be true," Freya added. "You wouldn't want to do anything that would harm their reputation."

"Oh no...of course not."

"I know I couldn't pose like that," Linda said.

Randy took the posters and began rolling them up. He put them back in the cardboard tube and sat looking dejected.

"I guess we better get back to the hotel," he said and stood.

Freya stood up with him.

"I guess we will see you all tomorrow," he mumbled. I led him toward the door.

"Oh, Randy, you better let us keep those," Dawn said.

He turned and walked back to her and handed her the cardboard tube.

"Thanks for being so understanding," Dawn said to him.

"...sure..."

Randy turned and walked back toward the door.

"One more thing, Randy," Dawn said.

He turned to see what other bad news Dawn had.

"Even your wife knows we are fucking with you!"

Everyone but Randy laughed hard.

"Randy, come and sit," Amy said.

He came back and sat down. Dawn pulled the posters back out and unrolled them on the table.

"I thought you were going to have one made of the three of us standing with the helicopter."

"Oh...we did. You're mean..."

We all laughed again.

"We had a lot of these printed. I hope you all are ready to sign a bunch of them."

"How many did you print?" I asked.

"Two thousand of each, but there will not be enough time to sign that many! We will hand the rest out during the week and keep about 300 or 400 to sign. I'm sure we will run out!" He said as he laughed.

"I thought they came out well," his wife said.

"I have a couple of original prints. Could you autograph them for the President and me," Randy said.

"Sure," Dawn replied. "What is the President's name?"

"Walter."

Randy pulled out two sets of 16 X 20 color prints of each of them, plus ones with the three of them. My girls autographed the photos for Randy and Walter.

"Dr. Smith, I think all of your wives are just a little bit crazy!" Freya said.

"You think so?" We all laughed.

"Randy, you are going to owe the three of us big time," Dawn told him.

"What is this going to cost me?!"

"I haven't decided yet. What else can I get on my helicopter?"

"Dawn, it already has everything on it! There is not anything else!"

"Hmmm. What new things are coming down the road?"

"There are a lot of things on the drawing board, Dawn."

"I'll make you a deal, Randy. If something new comes out for my helicopter, I get it early. If you have people in the states that want to see a VIP model, you can have them come and see me. I'll sell them on it."

"Dawn, some of the things on the drawing board could be costly."

"Like what?"

"It will be a few years, but a completely digital and computerized cockpit displays. But that may be 4 or 5 years. I didn't tell you this, but we are working with another company for an upgraded cockpit."

"Will this be the one with the computerized maps you talked about?"

"Yes. As soon as they can scale down the displays and the computerization. Before that, it could be available on a tablet. We have a prototype."

"Great. You just remember you owe me big!"

"Okay! Oh wow...I guess we better head back to the hotel, honey," Randy said.

They stood.

"Nice meeting you all," his wife said.

"Randy, when are you planning on us signing them?" Dawn asked.

"What about Thursday afternoon or Friday morning? If you are doing the other thing Friday evening, it could be Friday morning."

"Let us talk about it."

"Okay."

"Nice meeting you," his wife said, and they left our room.

"Should have asked them to stay," Crystal said.

"Oh?"

"He and his wife are a lot of fun!"

"Artist Tramp!" Dawn teased Crystal, and we all laughed.

"I thought Randy was going to pass out!" Samantha exclaimed.

"He just knew you were going to agree to sign them. He wasn't even paying that much attention because he was busy looking between all your legs!" I said.

"You three are terrible," Rachel said.

"get used to it!" Linda exclaimed.

All my girls slept with me. Crystal went to bed with Linda and Rachel. Amy and Samantha were watching Dawn slide down on my cock.