Note from the Author: This is intended to run for a few chapters only. I would very much appreciate feedback good or bad. Many thanks – Hoobajoo.

CHAPTER 1 – NEW GAME

It's 2197 and Brandon Keller is an old man, approaching 67. He has retired from his job as head of Asian operations for Harker Finch on Earth. Harker Finch is a large financial institution focusing predominantly on financing for mining and other natural resources and investment planning.

He worked very hard during his 32 year career at the bank, having joined as a senior analyst and worked his way up through the ranks, holding his prestigious position for 12 years. His division performed well over the years and the bonus schemes and incentive plans in place at the bank left him a very wealthy man.

However, Brandon was left a tired and unhealthy man after long years of service where it was common place to work from 6am to 12pm, 6 days a week. Large deals and lots of mental stress in a competitive environment meant he had been through 3 divorces and largely doesn't know any of his 4 children. He'd had two heart attacks and at his worst weighed over 130 kgs. After hiring personal trainers and using metabolism enhancers, he was now a trim and healthy 75kgs and feeling 21 again.

Essentially, now retired, his main source of company, besides his mistress, is a circle of business associates and contacts. They ranged from other bankers and children of wealthy families. Brandon and his friends, being very competitive in nature, liked to outdo one another when it came to hosting "Mandays" as they were called, which occurred once a month. For Mandays, the idea of fun ranges from orgies with prostitutes, whether human or android, to betting on pit fights to hunting in Africa and Apollo 7 (a planet known for good game hunting). Whatever it was that made a man feel like a man.

The money involved was disgusting and was not short on supply since they were all very, very rich men.

Last month, it was Brandon's turn to host Manday and he arranged for the group (9 of them) to boat out to a private island and hunt down and kill kidnapped felons. The prisoners were released on the island, fenced into areas via electric barriers and given a head start to run to the other end of the island where sanctuary was promised i.e. the prisoner wins. However, under escort from hired security, Brandon and the others were given the opportunity to hunt down and kill their allotted prisoners before they escaped. All but two prisoners were successfully killed and the winner who killed his prisoner in the quickest time was given a deluxe "massage" at the very exclusive Velvet Pleasures club. Brandon came second, losing the top prize by 11 seconds.

All in all, everyone agreed that it was the best Manday so far and also agreed the bar had been set extremely high for the next month, which was down to Barry to arrange.

The time passed pleasurably for Brandon as he repeatedly rendezvoused with his favourite mistress and betted well on the Orange Cup horse race, betting $1m and getting a net return of $9.4m for the day. Equivalent to 6 months worth of salary and bonuses back at Harker Finch.

Betted very well indeed for a single day of indulgence.

Brandon was sitting on his deckchair overlooking his enormous pool and riverside view in France as his mistress, Veronica, bobbed up and down between his legs. Brandon leaned back, feeling relaxed and happy as she slid up and down on his penis, working that magic she does so well with that tongue of hers.

Ah, life is good.

"Sir?" Brandon snapped out of his happy stupor as his servant Manfred interrupted.

"What is it?" Brandon did not yell at him. Manfred knew to interrupt moments like this only when it was important. Nevertheless, Veronica continued giving Brandon his blowjob as Manfred handed him a phone.

"It's Barry sir. It's about the next Manday."

Brandon smiled and winked down at Veronica as she tongued his balls. "Barry my friend, how are you?"

"I am well Brandy. How about yourself?"

"Oh well, you know. Feeling a little ah… stiff this morning… but don't worry. I've got someone working on that right now." Barry looked down smiling at Veronica as she winked back, grinning with his dick comprehensively engulfed in her mouth

"Good work old man. Listen, I've got a corker lined up for this week!"

"Yeah, I'm looking forward to hearing how in the hell you are going to top the last Manday, Barry."

"Oh, trust me Brandy. What I've got planned is in the same sort of vein as what you organized, but much better."

Brandon sat up in his deckchair, intrigued. "Indeed?"

"Oh yes."

Brandon cocked an eyebrow up as he replied, "And what, pray tell, is it?"

"Well Brandy, I'm not telling, but I've sent the instructions to your servant. He'll take you where to the space port and then you'll be taken to…… the facility."

"Facility?"

"Yes old man. Don't bother asking for clarification, because no more details will be forthcoming. Just make sure Manfred gets you to the Aruca spaceport this Saturday morning by 11am to catch the jet."

Brandon leaned back down in his deckchair and reached for his gin and tonic sitting next to him on the wicker table taking a small nip and setting it back down again. "Alright then Baz. I'll tell you now though. It better be fucking good!"

Barry paused a moment on the other end. "Oh, don't worry. It'll be like nothing you've ever seen before." Brandon was surprised to hear the line click dead as Barry hung up on him.

A little stunned, he simply handed the phone back to Manfred and he quickly walked out and away, leaving Brandon alone again with Veronica.

Brandon hadn't noticed, but she had removed her bikini bottom and was ready to reverse straddle him. Brandon reached out and laid his hand on her hip. "Vera, looks like I'm going away this Saturday."

She whipped he hair around and stared back at him with her almond eyes. She lowered down teasingly, letting the folds of her vagina touch lightly on the head of his penis. "Oh? How long for?"

"Don't know sugar. Barry's got something planned." Brandon lightly pulled her down so the tip of his dick slid easily into her.

"But baby, I'll miss you!" she pouted, wiggling herself around, playing with his stiff dick, slowly grinding down onto it.

Brandon grinned as she slid down, "Don't worry baby, I won't be gone long I'm sure."

Veronica squeezed her pelvic muscles, causing Brandon to bite his lip with pleasure. "Well baby, I'd better make sure you want to…. cum.." She pushed down, engulfing his entire shaft inside her as she said that word, "..back soon, huh?"

Brandon laid his other hand on her hip and guided her up and down as she writhed. "Sounds like a good idea, baby."