Wish Box Ch. 11 - Final

It quickly became obvious to me that not even a magic box that grants you wishes could make the need of lawyers and paper work disappear. It would be weeks before all the transactions would be complete and I could move on with my plan to get back at Becka. That might even have been for the best, because not only did time make me look at things in perspective, it also gave me an opportunity to reevaluate my plan and come up with something much better. Ruining Becka's life and career would be easy, but give me little to no pleasure. Instead, I could try to nudge her into becoming something far more pleasurable. Ever since I met her the thought had occurred to me that I could try a similar experiment as with Professor Mendez in college, and now I felt it was time to put that plan into motion. But first I had other business to attend to as well as my plan for Becka started to form.

It was not common knowledge yet that I was behind the acquisition of the company and even though I had no intentions on going public with it, I also didn't want to continue a rather pointless job. That's why I called the CEO of the company, one of few people in the loop on what was happening, and gave him my notice. He of course understood and just said he was looking forward to meet up again later when the papers were signed. He would also let everyone at the company know, and it didn't take long until I started to receive a bunch of calls and e-mails from my surprised colleagues.

Not having a job did leave me with a lot more free-time as the lawyers were doing their thing, and I decided to put some more focus into my setup at the hotel. I couldn't have crazy gunmen running around so I needed to beef up my security and I figured I could have Mrs. Georgia look into some contractors, but then realized this was another opportunity to use the box. What I really needed was my own head of security, and I knew just the perfect candidate. That evening I placed another wish in the box, saying "I wish Detective Davis would become my new head of security."

There was of course no denying the box worked, but exactly how things would work out was always a mystery. This time, I almost started to doubt it was happening, but late that evening I got a call down from the bar that I had a visitor. When I got down there, I saw Davis sitting at a corner table, sipping on a glass of red wine, and judging from the almost empty bottle next to her, it wasn't the first glass of the evening.

"Detective Davis," I said with a fake surprised look on my face, "what brings you here?"

"That's Leah these days," she answered with almost a smirk and wiggled her wine glass, "I'm suspended awaiting an internal affair's investigation."

"What?" I said, this time surprised for real, "what do you mean?" I took a seat by her table and waved at the bartender and pointed to the empty wine bottle.

"Apparently, I have a tendency to violence and I'm quick to pull the trigger," she frowned and took another sip of her wine. We sat silently for a while as the bartender brought us another bottle of wine and a glass for me.

"If it's about what happened here, you saved my life," I started, after she had stared down her glass for almost a minute.

"I know," she said, "and I acted as I'm trained. I did nothing wrong," obviously upset about the situation.

"Hey, I'm not going to let them do this to you," I said, "if you hadn't been there, I could have been killed."

"I don't think they care," she sighed, "they already have your statement."

"Then I'll call in the heavy cavalry," I tried, "I'll call my lawyers in the morning."

"I don't think all the lawyers in the world can help me now," she said with a quick sigh, followed by a large sip of wine.

"You see," she continued, "I sort of quit and," she hesitated, "told my boss he could go fuck himself, or, his mother."

I coughed hard to avoid laughing out loud, barely managing to not spray wine all over us. Davis gave me an angry look, but after a while it shifted into a thin smile.

"...and on top of that, my hippie of a girlfriend, who never liked me being a cop, left me," she continued, "also because I choose to take a life, so here I am..." her smile faded now and she looked just plain tired.

"Girlfriend," I thought, and almost managed to shrug off the thought of Davis making out with another woman.

I really started to feel sorry for her though. The box had really messed up her life, but it was too late to change any of that now. It was hard to not feel selfish but maybe I could make it up to her by offering her a job here. That box, I thought, can be really dangerous. Davis was still being silent now, and had started filling her glass from the new bottle.

"Well that just sucks," I said and looked at her, "but screw them, what do you make as police officer anyways?" She looked up from her glass and shrugged at me.

"I tell you what, why don't you come work for me?" I continued.

"You own a police department now too?" she said with a smirk.

"No, I mean here, as head of security. You'll have all the resources you need, and I'll pay you three times your assumingly crappy police salary," I continued.

"Are you serious?" she said, after staring for me for a while.

"Of course," I said, "having crazy people running around with guns kind of makes me paranoid."

She let out a short laugh, but then turned more serious and stared at me for a good while.

"Tell you what," I said, "I'll set up a meeting for you with our hotel manager tomorrow. She can tell you more and work out a proper offer for you."

"I'll have to think about it," she said, almost looking surprised at herself for considering it.

With that I downed the rest of my wine and said goodbye to her. I left her seemingly deep in thoughts as I made my way back to my room. I still felt a bit sorry for her as I went to bed, but decided that if she would continue to look a bit down, I could try to use the box to brighten up her mood. That's when I realized having a former police officer working at the hotel could cause other problems too. Who knew how she would react to my setup here with the girls? Technically, she would be working for me, so maybe she would even end up under the same wish. But I couldn't take that chance and I had no idea if a wish could work that way. Before falling asleep I wrote another wish and put it in the box.

"I wish Leah Davis will have no issues with my arrangements here at the hotel."

The next day I decided to sleep in and have a long nice brunch down at the restaurant. I was expecting Sophia to waiter my table, but instead I was greeted by a new girl, or dare I say woman, named Preeya.

"Morning Sir," she said as she dropped off my cup of coffee, "I'm Preeya, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasure is mine," I said with a smile, and couldn't help but admire her for a bit as she worked her way around the tables. She was maybe in her early 40s, most likely of Indian decent and had a full and curvy body I just knew I wanted to see more of. I figured that this was also an excellent opportunity for a little field test, to see if new women would come under the influence of my existing wish, that all women working at my hotel wanted to have sex with me. I felt a bit of a rush as she cleared my table and I carefully snuck her a generous tip of three hundred dollars, and by the look of her reaction it would seem Mrs. Georgia had introduced her to our little operation. I felt encouraged now, if she was influenced by the box, then it should work on Davis too.

"Thank you, Sir," she said with a sweet smile, "now what on earth have I done to earn such a generous tip?"

"Maybe it's my way to welcome you," I said silently, "and maybe we can catch up later so we can get to know each other a bit?"

"I heard you'd be trouble," she whispered back with a wink and ran a quick palm over my shoulder. As she walked off with her tray, I could see her wiggling her butt just a tiny bit extra for me and as she reached the kitchen, she threw a quick glance back at me and gave me a warm smile. This woman knew how to flirt.

In the afternoon I got a call from Mrs. Georgia. She was excited to let me know Davis had accepted the job as head of security, and she was now introducing her to all the staff. I would also need to sign off on some legal papers, and a budget for security installations. It was not the most glorious of afternoons but I was still in a good mood. I now had my head of security, and also, I had a date.

After grabbing a quick supper in front of the TV I heard the pleasant sound of a knock on my door. I went to open it and was greeted by Preeya, standing there with a mischievous smile on her face.

"Can I come in?" she asked.

"Please do," I said, and let her in, gracefully putting a palm on her back to guide her through the door. She was still in her waitress uniform, white blouse with a black skirt that ended just below her knees, and even in heels she barely reached to my shoulders. Her long black hair was pulled back into a braided ponytail behind her head, and the thought of using it as a handle, guiding her mouth to my cock, got me an instant hard-on.

"Can I get you something?" I asked, as we made our way into my living room.

"I thought I was the waitress here?" she said with a sweet smile, and it was just now I noticed her British accent, and together with her sweet soft voice it was very pleasant hearing her speak.

"Well I just ate," I said and walked over and sat down in the couch, "but maybe some dessert?."

"Anything in particular you want me to serve?" she asked with a slight grin on her face.

"Maybe, but why don't you come join me here and we can go over the menu?" I said and returned her smile, as my hand patted on the sofa next to me.

"I have to say I'm impressed," she said as she sat down next to me on the couch, "how old are you?"

"I'm 22," I answered, letting my eyes quite bluntly wander up and down the side of her legs as she sat down. She very slowly crossed her legs making her skirt ride further up her dark brown leg. She was obviously very aware of the fact, but still made it seem unintentional.

"22," she smiled, "rich, successful, and an entire staff working for you, how does one pull that off?"

"Hard work and dumb luck?" I replied, not wanting to go into more details with her. She laughed a bit before turning a more serious face. My eyes trailed up her body now and met her dark warm gaze.

"I have to be honest," she said with her soft voice, "when Mrs. Georgia introduced me to this little setup, I hardly expected you would make me part of it."

"Why do you say that?" I said, with a raised brow, as I adjusted myself in the couch trying to release some of the strain coming from my pants.

"This place is full of much younger and more beautiful women, I just figured..."

"Don't be silly, you are gorgeous," I cut her off, and she lost her smile for just a second before she got an almost wicked look on her face.

"Maybe that's it," she said, slowly moving closer to me, "maybe you like older women?

"I think you do," she mused as she kept moving closer until she was leaning against my shoulder and she didn't stop until her soft lips where just inches away from my neck.

"I bet you get really turned on having an older woman over, willing, and ready to play, don't you?" she whispered and let her lips brush against my ear lobe and then trail down my neck. Her hand ran down my chest down to the bulge in my pants and she gently cupped it

"I bet you love an older woman letting you feel her up," she continued to whisper, as she now slowly climbed up in my lap to straddle me. Her legs slid down on each side of me and she gently pushed her cleavage up against my face. I buried myself in her tits and my hands instinctively moved to grab her bubble shaped ass, but quickly trailed up her sides. She leaned back in my lap, balancing gently by holding on to my shoulders and my fingers started to work the buttons on her blouse. I started from the lowest button, sliding my hands inside her blouse, further up her slightly plump belly with each button, until my hands were cupping her black bra. Preeya just sighed as I first slid her blouse down her shoulder and then quickly unclipped her bra and threw it to the side.

Her chest was truly magnificent. Although they sagged quite a bit, I had never seen such large natural tits up close before. She was even larger than Trey's mom. I reached up to cup them and Preeya leaned forward and reached her hands around my neck, resting her forearms on my shoulders, giving me perfect access to feel the full weight of her chest as they hung down right in front of me. I took turns letting them drop and pushing them up against each other until I felt her straighten up and she once more pushed forward burying my face between her tits. My hands dropped to her ass, tugging her skirt up her wide butt cheeks until my fingers felt her warm naked skin. Meanwhile I let my mouth run all over her tits, until I found her nipples. She let out a long deep moan as I sucked her nipples into my mouth, circling them with my tongue. I could literally feel them grown stiff between my lips. She was grinding herself against me now and my cock was so hard it was almost aching in my pants too.

"I also bet," she whispered, and released me from her embrace and once more leaned in to lick my earlobe, "that you would love having an older woman suck your cock." I was so turned on now I let out a soft grunt and this obviously encouraged her even more, as she sat up and looked into my eyes.

"What young man haven't dreamt of an older woman putting her warm mouth," she paused and trailed her tongue seductively all around her lips, "on his cock, sucking him?"

"Only difference," she continued as she slowly started to slide down my body, trailing her tits along my legs, "you're not dreaming."

Once she was on the floor, she adjusted herself on her knees and then she placed her hands on my legs and ran them up my thigh. She quickly found my belt and was able to unbuckle my pants. I helped her pull my pants and boxers down and a short moment later, she was back between my legs, her hands now reaching for my raging hard-on. She gently embraced my cock with both hands, before letting one hand trail down to cup my balls while the other slowly started to jerk me.

"Mhmm so hard already," she smiled and gave me a quick wink, before she leaned forward and planted a wet kiss on the tip of my cock. I couldn't help but to jerk my hips forward but she gracefully parried my thrust by pulling her head back. Instead she held my cock still and tilted her head to the side and ran her lips up my full length. I fell back into the couch with a grunt as her mouth trailed down, her tongue tickling by balls. I kept moaning and grunting as she ran her lips up the base of my cock again, teasing my sensitive tip with her tongue. Her tongue then started to circle my head, and was soon joined by her sweet soft lips, gently kissing and licking further and further down until she leaned forward with a moan and sucked my entire shaft down her warm mouth.

She held me deep in her mouth, bobbing her head with quick short strokes, until I felt her nose press against my belly. She kept pushing my cock deep into her throat until she suddenly dodged back with a cough and gasping for air. She took a few deep breaths before taking my cock in her hand, this time moving higher up in the couch letting her tits rest on my legs and she again took my dick into her mouth. This time, she kept just the tip in her mouth and I could feel her circling it with her tongue before she once more dove down and took my full length down her throat. I watched in amazement as she kept sliding her lips from the tip all the way down to my balls, faster and faster until her face almost slapped against my belly as she went down.

I knew I wouldn't be able to keep this up much longer and my hand now reached to the back of her head and found that pony tail and just as I had imagined earlier, I took a hold of it and guided her head down my shaft and held her still in a firm grip as I felt my orgasm coming closer. She let out a muffled almost surprised noise at first but soon found my rhythm as I pushed myself into her face but just as I felt my load starting to build, I saw something moving in the corner of the eye and before I could realize what it was, I heard a loud shriek. There stood Davis, with her jaw dropped and a bunch of folders in her hands. Preeya pushed off my cock with a loud gasp and reached for her blouse, helplessly trying to cover herself. There was a brief silence as all three of us stared at each other. Davis was the one that finally broke the silence.

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry," she panted, "I should have knocked, but Mrs. Georgia sent me up here with these final documents you need to sign." She waved the folder in her hands, and then all of a sudden made a quick turn and stood with her back facing us.

"I suppose it can wait until tomorrow," she continued and started to walk.

"Please wait," Preeya pleaded just as she was about to walk off, "haven't Mrs. Georgia told you about this place?"

I was dumb silent, still with a hard-on and aching to come, but just too embarrassed to speak.

"Yes, well," Davis said, coming to a halt, "she did explain it, but seeing it is another thing."

"So, you won't report me?" Preeya pleaded, and I could see Davis slowly turn again.

"Report you?" David asked, still with her back to us.

"Yeah, to the police, you are a cop, aren't you?" Preeya continued, still clutching her blouse over her chest.

"I'm NOT a cop anymore," Davis almost shouted and turned to look at us.

They stared at each other for a good while, Davis still with a very uncomfortable look on her face, while Preeya started to seem more relaxed again.

"Well if that's true and you're one of us, why don't you join in?" Preeya said with a slight grin on her face, and the room went dead silent again.

"Fuck it," Davis finally said with a deep exhale, "I can't do my job here if you people don't trust me, so if that is what it takes, I'll do it."

Preeya stared at her, and then at me. I just sat there, pants down and my hands covering my now slowly shrinking member, and I didn't even realize at first that they were waiting for me to give an answer. It just now dawned on me that not only had I placed a wish that Davis would be fine with my setup, she was now also technically working for me. The wish had worked on Preeya, so it must have worked on her too.

"You won't get any arguments from me," I finally managed to blur out, "I'll add a bonus to you anytime."

"It's settled then," Davis said and walked up to us with firm steps, tossing her jacket to an empty chair. Without hesitation she knelt down in front of me next to Preeya and started to unbutton her white blouse. Preeya seemed more comfortable again and slowly reached out to rub my cock as Davis continued to unbutton her blouse.

"I have to warn you though, I haven't done this with a guy since college," Davis said, slowly working herself out of her blouse and then reached back to open her bra. My dick was now slowly started to grow to its full size again, both with the help of Preeya's hands, and the sight of Davis dropping her bra, exposing her large firm breasts. Compared to Preeya's they were small, but much firmer and I could see Preeya making a small smirk as Davis moved in closer and let my hands cup her. Her nipples felt small too in comparison, but soft and nice and as I gently pinched one of them between my fingers, I could feel Davis start to stir a little. Preeya, seemingly competitive for my attention now leaned back down and guided my cock towards her wet mouth. She rubbed my swollen tip against her lips a few times before leaning back up and turning toward Davis.