Once out of the living quarters of his compound​, Adam made his way over to the gym. He'd work out for an hour or three, get a hot steam, then take a nice, long nap. Yes, when he had a moment or two to spare, it was wonderful to be a multi-billionaire.  

     Through the entrance of the gym he went, and there, just to the right of the elevator leading up, was a stone grotto of a jacuzzi. Three women sat nude inside of it, one Caucasian woman, one black woman, one Asian. They sipped fruity red drinks with umbrellas in them.

     "You're here at last," the Caucasian said. "We've been here for hours. Look at how wrinkled I am."

     "Oh yes, that's terrible. Unfortunately, I'm on my way up to..." 

     "Oh no you're not. You're going to climb in here with us right now. Tisha, make him a drink. What are you drinking, Adam?" 

​     "Bombay Sapphire."

​     "Of that we have plenty." While Tisha put the glass, ice and gin together, Adam slipped out of his robe to slide into the warm, bubbly water. He took a sip from his drink.

     "Ah, delicious."

     "And where have you been, naughty boy?" the woman asked as she stroked his cock. "Ooo, I can feel the slime of another woman. We've got to get you cleaned up, Adam." 

​     She drew hand soap from a metal dispenser. She got her hands all soapy, then ran her fingers along his tree-trunk-sized member.

​     "We've been waiting for you," she said. "We've all been waiting for you." 

     They converged on him all at once. The Asian, Tisha, slid onto the massive proof of his manhood while the black woman smothered him with kisses. The white woman had the biggest breasts of the three, so she let him caress them while he kissed and screwed the other two women. 

     Because, you know, Adam reasoned, the gym would always be there anyway, and what he was doing was ​kind of like exercise.

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