reverse global warming and save millions in pollution-related deaths. Electricity would become too cheap to meter. Fusion power plants do not pollute, contaminate, radiate, produce radioactive waste, or contribute to global warming. The lunar surface has enough helium-3 to power all of the world’s electrical needs for the next thousand years. Only twelve humans — all white and male — have ever stepped on the Moon. Stayed married to me and you may one day kick some lunar dust.”
“And weigh one-sixth as much? That’s better than dieting!”
“A few quadrillion dollars worth of metallic asteroids containing precious metals pass relatively close by, so some investors want the company to soft-land them on Ganymed. Current plans are to push them into the Moon to mine them there, once the catapult makes getting to the lunar surface easier.”
“I don’t want to be too honest, but you had me at big tits,” the hottie remarked.
“The military would pay us billions if we let them install a speed-of-light laser powered by a Toshiba nuclear battery, like one that powers a small town in Alaska. We already have several nuclear batteries to stabilize its orbit. Weaponizing a privately-owned orbital rock gets them around international treaties prohibiting weapons in orbit, but it also adds a lot of political problems. Mining a 32 kilometer rock in orbit is very expensive, so we certainly could use the money, but we may need public support even more. We can become the world’s most expensive tourist location, or we can install a weapon that can wipe out nations, but we can’t do both.”
“I can’t believe you’ve gotten me interested in space policy,” Jasmine admitted. “Much less math. Keep this up and I’ll study geology.”
“As a big early investor, I have a major say in these issues. Yet I need to know first hand what I’m talking about before I start arguing with management. I need the credibility that only comes from seeing things in person. And my only chance is by becoming one of the first twenty tourists to visit the rock. Thousands of people have already put down deposits for the later trips and I cannot afford to wait several years.”
James put her hand in his and looked deep into her eyes. “Help me sell Ganymed. The sooner humanity gets into space, the sooner the Doomsday Asteroid no longer threatens the survival of humanity. Critics say we cannot afford to go into space. I say we cannot afford not to.”
They stared into each other’s eyes for a really long time, lost in what they found in each other. Jasmine forgot to breathe. She had never felt this way before.
When the waiter arrived with their food, he surprised the shit out of them. They shook themselves out of their hypnotic trance and examined their food. When he left, Jasmine had finally recovered.
“You’re fucking amazing,” she concluded. “Let me see if I got this straight. I get to be your wife, go into space, become rich and famous, and help you decide the fate of humanity in space?”
“And you get big tits,” her mother added.
“Yes,” James said with a smile. “Don’t forget the tits.”
“Well, what’s the downside?”
“You have to sign a pre-nup, so you need to stay married to me or it all goes away. Except the big tits.”
“Yeah, but what’s the downside?”
“Our age difference doesn’t bother you? I am sixteen year older than you. ”
“Let me see how old you are.”
She scooted closer, grabbed his head with both hands, and pulled him closer. Alarmed, he found her eyes mesmerizing him as his lips brushed against hers. Then he fucking melted. Like those new 3D holograms that do virtual lap dances in the privacy of wherever the fuck you want, Jasmine had one of those incredible faces that imprinted on him like a baby duck.
Then their tongues met and she kissed him like a Taser. Electricity shot down his spine. Wow! He hadn’t felt this alive since he lost his virginity. Kissing Jasmine was like biting into a ripe peach. He drank her like a cold beer on a hot beach.
When they finally paused, she gave him her verdict: “You ain’t fucking old. Shit. You are light years from old. Your ex must be out of this world. Astronomers will need telescopes to find the planet she’s living on.”
“So you can see yourself marrying me?” he asked.
“I can see myself sucking you off every morning for the rest of my life.”
“The wedding is on Christmas. You have until then to change your mind.”
“Fuck you. I’m not gonna change my mind. You’re stuck with me for the rest of your life.”
For someone he just met, he liked her so fucking much. He dug into his pocket for the ring and slipped it onto her finger.
Then I guess we should make it official. Jasmine, will you fucking marry me?”
Her eyes opened wide and her mouth hung open. Her finger now sported a diamond big enough to pass for a drill bit. She felt dizzy with joy.
“Yes, James, I will fucking marry you.”
Gina burst into tears and the three of them hugged over their seafood.
CHAPTER 2
“Nice fucking apartment,” was Jasmine’s first reaction upon entering her new home.
“Condo,” her mother corrected her.
“Nice fucking condo.”
“Just wait til you see the view.”
“Later, mom. First, I’m gonna show you how to suck cock.”
“Child, please. I’m gonna show you how to suck cock.”
“It’s a good thing I have five cocks,” James joked. “My pants fit me like a glove.”
They both looked up at James, who had no intention of interfering as the two ladies roughly undressed him. Until now he didn’t even know that Jasmine would allow her mother to join.
“Wow! James, you really do work out,” Jasmine said, examining his body like a porn director.
Mom explained as she undressed. “The first time we did it again, a year ago, we were embarrassed to be so out of shape, compared to back in high school, so we made a pact. We’ve been exercising our asses off ever since.”
Mother undressed first.
“Damn, mom. You’re in better shape than I am! I love how you shaved your snatch. Is that an arrow pointing to your pussy?”
Mom giggled. “I’ve been begging you to join my aerobicize class.”
“You won’t have to beg anymore. I’ll hit the gym tomorrow.”
James stared at their trim bodies. “You two look like beautiful sisters. This will be my first time with virtual twins!”
Gina fell first to her knees and gobbled his hard cock. James saw Jasmine’s disappointment, and so pulled her toward him to kiss her. James knew from experience that the best predictor of good sex was the kiss because kissing measures personal chemistry, as opposed to just mutual attraction. Great kisses meant great sex, and lousy kisses meant lousy sex.
Kissing Jasmine was unbelievable. Breaking off, they stared at each other in shock.
“You’re as surprised as I am,” she said in relief.
“Kissing you is addictive. If you go just a day without kissing me, I’ll end up in rehab.”
This lit up her face and they continued making out until her mom smacked her naked ass. Gina had her hand out, so Jasmine slapped it like they were a wrestling team.
“Yeah, mom! Let’s tag-team this dick.”
“Isn’t it beautiful?” her mother whispered in awe at their penis.
“It’s huge! I’ve never seen one that big before.”
“It’s the second biggest I’ve ever had,” mom confessed. “Try it.”
Jasmine slipped the purple head in and moaned. Really, there is nothing quite like a clean hard cock in the mouth.
“I’ve said it before,” James interrupted, “and I’ll say it again: that linebacker must have traded all his brains
