The Prize

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HI I'm Ryan Jones and in ten minutes I'm getting married to one of the most beautiful woman on the planet, I say that not in the 'love is blind' way, she really is one of the most beautiful woman in the world being crowned Miss World just two years ago.

Now I'm an average guy , average looking, not a genuis but not dumb so how could I possibility get someone like a Miss World to marry me when you would expect her to marry an alpha male. Thats the nub of the story and the thing is ...she chased me...hard.

Eighteen months ago my grandmother passed away, after the death of my parents a year early she was the only relative I had so it was a difficult death to deal with ,even if I didn't really know her that well....mum and her had had a massive arguement before I was born and it never got resolved so mum limited my contact with her own mother.

So six months after her death the conditions of her will allowed the reading, I expected maybe to inherit a small amount of money and some personal processions, gran never seemed to have any more wealth than your average person...how wrong I was.

Learning how wealty she was , was infact the least of the surprises, the first one happened as I entered the lawyers room to be greeted by six women who looked like they had stepped out of a beauty contest, or a mens magazine and infact that was correct , three of the last five Miss World's and three of the last four Playboy Centerfolds of the year looked at me like I was prey.

Turned out Gran didn't want me single anymore and it also turned out that she was worth 502 million...so here was the deal I inherited two million straight away and four hundred million if I married one of the six ladies within one year of the reading of the will otherwise the five hundred million went to charity.....and the 100 million? well that went to the lady who I choose to marry after ten years of marriage and at least one child being born... I suddenly realised at that point that the ladies didn't see me as prey..............I was the prize.



Thankfully the laywers worked out the start of the selection process, the ladies were assigned a first date each in the first week and then after that I was on my own.....its fair to say the women were competitive and had a lot of attractive friends to sweeten the deal.....the woman I'm about to marry was date number four.


I remember it well

The Long Room was a high class city resturant , if you were on a budget you might get away with spending five hundred dollars a head, it was private and exclusive only ten tables spread out for maximum privacy.....I arrived early she arrived on time thanks to the limo driver who picked her up and took her to our first date.

"HI I'm Ryan....." that was the first thing I said to her...I had no idea what her name actually was.


BIO

Ryan Jones
5'10 average looking average build
Blue eyes black hair
I'm worth two million at the start of the year and will be worth 400 million at the end of the year, don't have on occupation selecting one form six of the most attractive women in the world is a full time vocation.

The doors to The Long Room opened letting in the faint evening's light, a breath taking woman stopped as the hostess asked if she could help her.

"Thank you, but I think I see who is waiting for me." she said as she headed towards Ryan's table.

Her hazel eyes locked on him as she crossed the room. The rose pink sash attached to her waist, flowed behind her pale tan scooped neck, V-backed, three quarter sleeved, form fitting cocktail dress. Her hair in a French twist adorned with only a simple pearl pin, showed off it's copper strands that run throughout her brunette hair. And then there were her shoes..... Six inch stiletto, tan colored, ankle strapped, just one small band across the toes and those rose pink gossamer ruffles waving from her ankle to her French Manicured nails. A bold statement in their self. She was dressed to turn heads and she knew it.

"Hello, I'm Isabella." as she politely outreached her hand to meet his, her pearled clutch purse in the other.

In one smooth move, Ryan pulled out and pushed in Isabella's chair as she lowered her body. His eyes trying their best to not give away his strolling over her made her smile as she looked over at him, once he had taken his seat.

Isabella was a beauty, but not like the rest, she had an air about her. Something about her you just couldn't put your finger on. As she sat the the table, all ears as Ryan talked, the waiter poured their glasses of water.

She listened to every word he spoke without interruption, only to smile or softly giggle at one of his quips. She thought to herself as he talked of his life, how such a breath of fresh air he was and how relieved she was after meeting him. Blind dates never seemed to work in her favor.

Once he was finished, the waiter returning with a chilled bottle of Pinto Grigio, poured their glasses, as Isabella started her tale. She was a southern belle from the deep south, her voice soft and with a hint of French was pleasant to listen to. She talked of her family, of the small town just outside New Orleans she grew up in and how her studies had been placed on hold while she reigned as Miss World.

As the last course arrived to the table, Isabella wondered where the night had gone to.......................

Date number one Miss March 2009 had gotten right to the point, she knew two dozen playmates as well as numberous other women , he could have any combination of these women until their marriage, she also wanted half the money before the honeymoon was over, at the end of a meal that couldn't end soon enough she simply asked "So are we going to fuck tonight cause I have this thing to go to if you're having a no fuck week" Kim Preston of some shithole near Carson City Nevada was off his list of future brides.

As tempting as having sex with multiple women was and for a twenty two year old man it was more than tempting he wanted a connection first and foremost, he had to spend at least ten years and hopefully a life time with who ever he choose...multiple woman yeah he wouldn't say no unless it was done in a clinical mercenary way like Miss March proposed.


Where had the night gone? Isabella was smart charming and had an intriging life story and her voice it was like something out of a dream and off course she was stunning, all eyes had been on her since her arrival and had never left.

Ryan put his hand to the bow tie , he was by nature a jeans and t-shirt guy and the Long Rooms dress standards were exacting even to the point where Prince William had arrived in a suit , a very expensive suit but had been denied entry to the Long Room until an Aid had called the hotel the Prince was staying at and a police car had taken the Princes Tux to him, the delay had been over twenty minutes and while the Prince had taken it in good humour, when his younger brother Harry turned up at the long room six months later every male in his party was wearing a Tux.

Ryan smiled and moved his hand from the tie "I've enjoyed our time tonight Isabella ..." just saying the name brought a smile to his face "...I'd not like it to end just yet," Ryan smiled broadened as he continued " I'd like to show you one of my favourite places in New York its where my grandmother would take me when I was younger. "

He didn't add when his mother allowed contact, neither his mother or gran had left any hints as to what had caused their relationship to fracture so completely, the pity was he loved them both dearly because of the type of people they were as much for the default reason 'that they were family so he had to'

"Its a little late for any performances at the Lincoln Center but theres something I'd like to show you, you don't have to go but it would mean a lot to me".

The limo was outside waiting he would of course escort her to where she was staying if that was her wish but the night-time display of the fountain at the Lincoln Center was a marvel, it had captured his imagination as a child , maybe it would do the same for Isabella , maybe not but he didn't want this night to end , didn't want to say goodnight just yet.

He separated the fact that the previous night, date three, Heidi Stromdittor Miss Iceland 2007, Miss World 2008 had fallen in love with the Fountain and following that they had spent the night making love. This was Isabella's date, her night amking love or not this night was not a deal breaker she, was the second lady he intended to see again ....pity was he had three more first dates to go .

Ryan smiled as he waited upon Isabella decision

"Oh, what a lovely idea, Ryan." Isabella said as his hand gently touched the small of her back leading her from the restaurant.

Sliding into the limo, the rose pink sash lagging behind, wistfully drifted to the foot plate of the door. Isabella uncrossed her long slender legs, leaning to retrieve it just as Ryan lifted it up to her.

"I believe you left something behind, Miss Isabella," he said with a big grin on his face.

Looking girlishly coy as she spoke, "Was it perhaps my glass slipper?" batting her big hazel eyes at him.

It was the perfect line as both burst out into laughter. And by the time Ryan made his way around the limo, they had tears in their eyes. The flood gates had opened as each took turns with quips of Cinderella, to the point ribs hurt. The playfulness and the clinking of Champagne glasses made the ride so short as the limo pulled into Lincoln Center.

Isabella's hand locked in Ryan's as she got out of the limo. Turning to her, he asked if she would wait just one second while he spoke with the limo driver. Isabella's attention turned to the majestic waters of the fountain. It's waters danced and cascaded like jewels draping from a night goddess as she waltzed across the ballroom floor. Each step she made enhanced as the colors changed into shades of soft pastels.

Ryan held Isabella close in his arm as they watched the waters dance, not a word fled their lips. Silently they watched, his hand caressing her waist for what seemed like hours. Releasing his hand, she turned to face him and curtseyed.

Her eyes glistened at Ryan when her head lowered and her hand rose to be taken, "May I have this dance?" her voice seductively soft and low....................................

"They're dancing"

"What?"

"Dancing , slow dancing"

"He didn't do that last night" the voice concerned

"Looks like you have two ladies to contend with"

Olga Amelin looked at her boyfriend , fear in her eyes. she has been Playboys Playmate of the Year a year ago and the tall blonde Russian knew that Andrei had plans to get his hands on the hundred million if not the full half billion, he wasn't Mafia they would have gone straight to the boy and explained things VERY clearly but Andrei had aspirations to run his own mafia family, as if he would ever be allowed to do such a thing, still the money they were after could buy a lot of influence and protection.

Her date with the young man was tomorrow, she would be charming, interested and fuck his brains out and Andrei would destroy the competition, her eyes settled once more on her boyfriend , he was in his mid forties and had a two inch dick which she pretended was the biggest thing she'd ever had, it was a strange paradox to Olga that she hated being a 50,000 dollar a night whore and yet if she wasn't a whore she'd never get properly fucked.

She wondered what it would be like to fuck Ryan Hunter, he had a quality about him that was very appealing and it wasn't the money there was something in his soul which set her off, just thinking of him had brought a wetness and she asked to be excused to the bathroom where she spent the next twenty minutes getting herself off

"They are moving to the limo now"came the detached voice into Andrei's cell phone


Ryan felt contented Isabella had obviously enjoyed the fountain and now they were nearing th end of a New York romantic tradition , the horse and carriage journey around central park, Heidi hadn't done this they'd moved from fountain to her hotel room, but tonight was different , it felt right, it felt natural and as great as being with Heidi had been , time with Isabella was another level.

The horse and carriage ride ended too early, watching the horse trot away Ryan held Isabella's hands and faced her his face move to hers and then he had the most incredible kiss he'd ever experienced.

"Its getting late" Ryan said matter of factly "I'd like to see you again Isabella" he smiled before adding " I feel theres something between us that could grow in to something very special" Ryan paused for a moment " As late as it is I don't want the night to end , my apartment is two blocks away , would you care to join me for a drink"

As their lips met, the kiss was to be just one of those "had a lovely time kisses", well at least that's what Isabella thought. But Ryan's lips kissed back with so much more. That kiss quickly changed from her intent to a long passionate, body yearning more kiss. And how she was glad it did. Isabella was attracted to Ryan from the get go and that kiss told her he was attracted just as much to her.

Did she hear him right? Back to his place for a drink? Her mind raced, she knew of the others, her rivals so to speak. She had competed with some of them in the past either for crowns or jobs in the entertainment business or even photo shoots, and with Heidi Stromdittor, a worldwide commercial. And now, here she was again, kinda like damned if she did and damned if she didn't. Isabella's mind played every move she could make.

And, then it hit her...... Flip a coin. Flip a coin and Ryan makes the call, either way she wins. And most of all he can't think she's too much of a good girl or too much of a bad girl. How perfect she thought to herself.

"It has been such a wonderful night, a little fairy tale of our own." Isabella said with a seductively flirty wink of her eye, her hands still around Ryan's neck.

"...... and I really don't want it to end either. Do you have a quarter?" she asked with a wicked pucker of her lips followed by a huge smile.

Ryan fished in his pocket. Finding his loose change, he handed Isabella a quarter with a puzzled grin.

"It's your call..... Heads I go, tails I have a night cap...... Isabella said holding the coin.

Flipping it into the air, she laughed, "Call it!"................................

Ryan watched the coin fly in the air "Tails" he said quickly the coin landed on its edge flipped and landed again ...."heads"

Drat

Ryan forced a smile " Guess we call this an end to our date " the disappointment clear in his voice "It'll make next time.... " what ? he wasn't sure what it would make nexst time except he'd be more desparate to get between her legs. "I guess we'll have something to look forward to, I can't see you again this week unfortunately but I'd really like to see you again , say Wednesday?"

He had a date with Heidi on Monday, what if I find a third woman, Ryan pushed that thought a side.

He opend the door for Isabella and got in after her pressing the intercon he looked at his date "Where to" he meant her hotel , he still hoped she'd take pity on him and say his place....if he had to face a coin toss next week he was going to make sure he had best two out of three if the first throw didn't work in his favour.

Placing her hand gently on Ryan's thigh, Isabella leaned up and gave the driver her address. Her body slid closer to Ryan as the limo started to drive away, turning to him with a smile, she lowered her eyes, seductively yet ruefully.

"Maybe I should have been the caller and you the tosser." her eyes still flirting.

Ryan agreeing, placed his right arm around her, pulling her body into his. Isabella snuggly fit into him as she recrossed her legs. Stroking his thigh with the tips of her right hand's fingers, her mouth met his. She had wanted to kiss him all night, but he was a gentleman not making a move. She had no time to waste as the hotel neared, it was now or not tonight.

Isabella's lips warm, lightly brushed over his. Once they met with his, they kissed full of passion. The longer her lips stayed, the deeper she kissed. Her breath slow and wanting as she breathed out. Eyes closed, her hand moved up to caress his left check, her tongue teased his top lip. Ryan's lips opened as her tongue ran the length over it. Harder she kissed as her tongue journeyed heatedly into his mouth, stopping as his tongue met hers. Her leg uncrossed and slid over his leg, turning herself into him more. All the while her body growing more ravenous................................................

Ryans member responded to what had to be the best kiss of his life, he would have gladly lost himself in that kiss but passions where running high and his hands moved to Isabella's hips almost frantically looking for a way under the fabric , eventually his sightless search succeeded as his fingers touched upper thigh and then lace and still the kiss continued.

When finally lips parted his fingers were already tracing pussy lips against the lace panties "Maybe we should forget about coin tossing and just make love at your place"

It was then that the Limo stopped there were few people about this late at night even for New York. Ryan moved his lips to Isabella neck and began to kiss the slender neck and sholder-blade.

Or maybe we can fuck in the limo his mind asked and as much as he wanted to take her now he didn't want their first time to be in the back of a car.

"Should we go" he asked in between kisses

Ryan's whisper vibrated in her ear......Should we go? His moist warm breath lofted over her damp kissed skin, hanging there as if to be brushed away like the smoke of a fine cigar. Isabella's eyes fixating on him told the answer she wanted so much to say. His taunting fingers didn't help matters either as they refused to retreat as she leaned up.

Her body slowly lead her lips to his once more. Kissing him then pulling back, "To go, should be the answer." she said as her lustful eyes gazed back at him, "Though that is not the answer I want to give you."

Isabella kissed Ryan deeper this time. Removing his hand from between her legs, she turned to open the door.
Sliding to the edge of the seat, Ryan grabbed her wrist pulling her back to him.

His lips kissed hers with heated desire, "Don't go........" was all he said.

Isabella lower her eyes, turning her head away from him, "I don't want you to remember me that way. I don't want you to remember our night as the one who put out on the first date. I want you to remember that dance at the fountain and our carriage ride and the woman who didn't want it to end.............................................."

Ryan sighed and nodded "okay I understand" ...he didn't.

It hadn't been a deal breaker but having gotten so close he know felt the night had ended on a downer, as the limo drove away heading to his apartment he tried to focus on the wonderful dance kliss and meal on a wonderfully romantic night with a woman he felt connected to yet all he could think of was how close he'd come to that pussy.

The following date was with a centerfold a stunning Russian lady who was 100 percent sex on legs the meal was delightful and she was a wonderful conversationalist and he felt that he'd found a third woman he'd like to talk to again yet something held him back...she seemed calculating...really calculating.

When they got to her apartment they were not alone three woman all naked waited for them they were a gift according to Olga

And Ryan was horny.

Hours went by before sleep took them all all four woman were stunning and really knew how to fuck Olga had implied that she had hundreds of horny girlfriends all keen ot met him

The last date ended early when the young lady confessed she was in love with a young man back home who her parents disapproved of, she wanted the money but not as much as she wanted her man , it had taken a date with another for her to see where her heart lay.

The lawyers contacted two ladies Olga to her disappointment was not one of them , her boyfriend Andrei was even less impressed , but he'd planned for this he just needed to know who the two bitches were....he knew getting the extra pussy had been a mistake on the first date at least he knew now.

HIs second date with Heidi had been incredible she had a friend with a superyacht and they had spent a romantic night together and as they took in the cityscape they spoke of fantasies and sex , Ryan relayed a fantasy that involved sisters and Heidi jumped on it ..'.my sister she is here in New York , she is only ten minutes away and she's very beautiful'

Twenty minutes later a key fantasy began , Anna was almost her sister twin only slightly shorter with green eyes instaead of blue, the sisters shared his body all night and well into the next day.

Wednesday was his date with Isabella and as he showered that morning he wondered if he might get something more than a feel of lace over pussy, he wanted to fall in love with the woman he married and there was something about Isabella that told him she would be a nmore genuine love...but he also wanted a bit of effort to woo him and in that regards Heidi had a massive lead.

The date was Isabella's to plan all he could do was wait for her call.

When Ryan called, Isabella was all smiles as they chatted briefly. "You want me to plan our date?" she added puzzled.

"Yes, It's all up to you." he said with a wicked little chuckle, "Till Wednesday, Ms Isabella................."


Before the phone went black, her mind began to reel with possibilities. The city had lots to offer for a wonderful night on the town. But whatever she planned had to knock off his socks. Isabella bunched and clipped her coppered brunette hair on top of her head, she sat silently thinking. Legs crossed in the middle of the bed, only in her white robe. Picking back up her cell rolling it over and over in her hands as she thought of something wonderful to do.

"Oh, Shit!!!!" she yelled flying off the bed and running into the bathroom as the water splashed onto the tile. Pulling the plug to let out the bath water, Isabella quickly sopped up the mess, her robe now soaking as she knelt on the floor.

Piling the towels on the floor she walked back to the tub. She sat legs cross, the toes of her left foot tapping as she thought of their next date. Her robe open, it's wet weighing bottom gently pushed down on her shoulders as her fingers danced under the water filling the tub once more. Standing she lowered it off of her body and slid into the now half full oval tub. Her head rest on one end while her toes teasingly played with the bubbling jets at the other.

"Our date is yours to plan................. Me to plan............... For me to plan..... God, what should I plan?" she sighed as she placed the warm washcloth over her face.

Good thing she had a couple of days to plan she thought as she sunk deeper into the warm bubbling water............................................................

Andrei had the names one of men had seduced one of the staff at the lawyers while the woman was hedious she was also lonely and Ivan was a skilled lover according to many women.

He rang and left a message for the Icelandic bitch giving the ame and contatc number of her competition.

Heidi listened to the message again and smiled Isabella...it would have to be her , they had competed for jobs all over the world from small one day shoots to serious campaigns , so far Heidi had won more contracts but Isabella had tened to get the bigger ones...but not this time, this time she'd win a hundred millions dollars, yeah she'd give ten years of her life and give this guy a child and fulfill every preverted fantasy this guy had.

She smiled and on impluse rang the number there wano answer so she left a message "Hello Isabella looks like its just you and me as you know Ryan is a fantastic lover with wide vareity of fantasies and I've already fulfilled some of them ...I hope you have a lot of willing girlfriends becasue I do " she hung and and laughed...Isabella was so wound-up she was almost frigid little Miss 'No Fuck zone' at least that was the reputation...she was surprised horny Ryan had chosen her as his completion ...the centerfolds had seemed so willing.

After much thought, Isabella knew just what to do on their next date. It was perfect she thought as she stood and started to towel off. Ryan will never get this from the others she giggled to herself. They don't have a clue about romance she thought and giggled again while she put on her make-up.

Once her make-up was on, she went to get dressed so she could run to the front desk to make plans, then off for a day of shopping for that perfect outfit. As she clasp the hooks on her black bra, her cell buzzed. Sliding it open, across her phone "Heidi" in black letters missed call and a message blinked.

Isabella threw the cell on the bed and finished getting dressed. After she was dressed, she grabbed the cell, sliding it open she sat at the end of the bed and listened to her message. That boastful bitch she thought as she turned it off.

"I'll give her a run for her money and it won't be because I have my friends sleep with him." she said to herself as she closed the door behind her.

Stopping at the front desk, she told her plans to the manager. He said he was sure all of the arrangements could be done except for maybe the location, but he would let her know when she got back later in the day.
As Isabella waited for the limo to pick her up, she thought of the outfit she needed to find to pull everything together. She knew it had to cover a lot of bases. Sexy, revealing but not revealing all, just the right amount of flesh needed to be seen, and then the shoes had to be the icing on the cake. She already knew how her hair needed to be fixed down to the color of her nails. The only other thing she needed to do was make a quick call to Ryan.

Taking out her cell as the limo drove off, Isabella hit Ryan's name. A few rings and his voice said hello.

"Afternoon Ryan, I have our date for tomorrow all planned out, but I need a favor from you, "Would you be a good sport and wear a white tux for me?" her voice flirty and girly but as sexy as could be with that hint of southern charm she could never quite hide all the way.

"And bring plenty of quarters this time....." she giggled jokingly.....................................................