22: Wednesday, July 15, 2230 hours CST: Colby Asserts Herself
The habitat ring of the dry run vehicle spun following the right hand rule in the direction of the bow. From Head B2, Zach walked antispinward, passing through Recreation Area B, passed Berte's door, and walked through Hydroponics Bay B6. He continued through Storage Area B5, Air Processing B, and Hydroponics Bay B5. On the antispinward side of Hydroponics Bay B5, he arrived at and entered his own sleeping area at B3. Colby had tidied it and arranged it to her liking while she was waiting. She had pushed the two beds together, making it a king-size bed. She was a naked milk chocolate treat sitting in the middle of it, with dark chocolate nipples. She looked at his momentarily subdued cock right there for anyone to see filling his tight boxer briefs. She scolded, "Is that all you were wearing, wandering around the whole ship?"
"I hate my flight suit. It's uncomfortable. I was going to wear scrubs. I haven't gotten organized," Zach said. He actually didn't think the flight suit was uncomfortable. It didn't suit his needs. Too much trouble to get in and out of. Scrubs would indeed serve him well in what looked to be his frequent house calls.
"Well, c'mere, you big baby," Colby said, opening her arms. Zach slipped into them. "You're right on time for bedtime, earlier than I thought. I like!" She felt so good. "Mmm! Freshly showered! I like!"
"Yeah, It was pretty sweaty dealing with all that stuff," Zach said. He wasn't lying. He had been sweaty after having sex with Michaela, Aanya, and Berte in the previous hour and twenty minutes. His schedule of women had kicked into high gear. Just those three were going to kill him. Innocent Aanya was now under the wing of a master of sexual depravity. Then there was Michaela, the master herself. Alexis and others were rapidly corrupting Berte, the other near-virgin, to the great pleasure of all concerned.
"You seem thoughtful," Colby commented.
"Yeah, a long day, but my life is getting perfect. Now there's you to come home to. I'm happy." Zach added, "Just to warn you, I might have to get up and check on a few things during the night. We're still getting settled. Doctors never really sleep, you know."
"I understand," Colby said, looking deep into his eyes. "Just come back to me, you hear?"
"Just there and back," Zach assured her. "I want to wake up with you." He knew he should go bother Colleen during the night. Had he promised any of the other women anything? Oh yeah, Alexis and Charisse ideally at 2 AM, 6 AM at the latest.
Zach felt guilty that he wasn't being forthcoming with Colby. Then again, she was no dummy. She knew very well what was happening behind the scenes of their life together. It didn't really matter exactly when or how it was happening. She wasn't being curious, bless her. They were both creating this illusory bubble of a normal monogamous relationship with each other despite his responsibilities. For example, he kissed Berte in the lunch hall before launch. It couldn't have felt good for her to witness that, knowing what he knew she felt about their situation. Yet she had made no mention of it. Thus, an unwritten code was forming between them. He would do his best to keep his other activities away from her world. For her part, when stuff inevitably slipped through, she would do her best to ignore it. This worked for him if it worked for her. He wanted her to be happy by hook or by crook. It looked like a bit of crook was in order.
There was a low level of light in the room. It was perfect for sleeping and watching each other while making love. Zach loved what Colby had done to his place with such alacrity and flair in his absence. It showed depths to her personality and intellect he'd not yet had the opportunity to investigate. He slipped off his boxer briefs and got under the sheets and cozy blankets she had topping the bed. Where had she found king-size sheets? More mysteries. She smiled at him and slipped in with him, looking up into his eyes.
Zach scooted down Colby's body. "You called me a big baby. You don't know the half of it." He fiercely latched onto her right teat and began suckling. She had B-size breasts, very proportional to the rest of her beautiful delicate tininess. He sucked her whole breast into his mouth. His lips and tongue automatically massaged her breast in the instinctual way to draw milk if it was available. Depending on the woman, he found women to be anywhere from sensually gratified to sexually gratified by this activity. It depended on how sexually sensitive their breasts were to other forms of touching. A woman had never orgasmed from this activity with him. He'd had women report a lot of sexual arousal. He'd found that even women who were not overtly interested in the activity were dripping wet afterwards. The path between a woman's physical sexual arousal and her mental sexual arousal evident to her was labyrinthine. He was a student, but a mere acolyte. He unlatched, and asked, "What do you think?"
"I like it," she said. "You were agitated when you arrived. As soon as you started, you calmed right down like I've seen my cousins' and aunts' babies do. I see what it does for you, and I understand. I see the serenity it brings you. I enjoy it some, too, but mostly I like what it does for your mood. Whenever you want to calm down, baby, you just come get a taste of my chocolate teats. Anytime, anywhere. We can always find a quiet spot if you need to calm down."
"Thank you," said Zach, intending to take Colby up on that to deepen and strengthen their relationship. "Here," she said, climbing over him, "Do the other one, so I don't feel lopsided. I'll sing to you like my aunt Melanie sang to her babies." He latched onto her left breast joyfully. She had a beautiful singing voice. Some of the songs she sang he recognized. Most he didn't. They were beautiful and calming.
Zach woke up to Colby rubbing and touching his face. "How long has it been?" he asked.
Colby answered him, "It's only been ten minutes. You were like a baby. I guess you are tired, huh? I sang to you, and as I sang to you, you got calmer and calmer. You kept suckling, but slower and slower, until you popped off naturally and you were fast asleep. It was adorable! You are a fascinating man Zach Carson. So erudite. So sophisticated. A notable seducer of women. So even tempered. So presentable. Well, black mark for the undies and ship slippers, but, what am I saying? You look delicious in undies and ship slippers. Physically gifted in every way. Yet, fascinating quirky habits. Quirky words. Quirky ideas. They lead me astray in glorious ways. I didn't even know I remembered those songs I sang you. I guess they'll become Martian nursery rhymes. The history we'll be making. I get scared thinking about it much."
