Founders Ch 40

40: Saturday, July 18, 1300 hours CST: Berte and the Three White Lies

Zach knocked on Berte's hatch at 1 PM. Naked and giggling with excitement, she let him in. After he closed the hatch, she gave him some intense eye contact. With a big smile, she said, "Welcome lover! I've had a long joyful day, and now I want a long joyful fuck at the end of it." She ended her statement with a growling voice, out of character for her, but sexy. She hugged herself to him tightly, giggling. He felt her deep commitment to pleasing him, exciting him, making him feel loved despite her usually distant aspect.

"Did you really have a joyful day?" Zach asked.

"Yes," Berte giggled, dropping to her knees and fishing out his hardening cock. She spat on it and stroked it lovingly with one hand. "That's what's so great about that one," she told his dick confidentially. "I can say what kind of day I had. Then I can say either that same thing or the opposite thing if I want the opposite kind of fuck."

"Crafty," enthused Zach as Berte lovingly and slickly slid his cock down her throat. Oh, he had not had her do this nearly enough. She was really taking care of him! "Oh," he shuddered, "Do you really want me to spill down your throat?"

Berte had just disgorged him to answer when there was a knock on the hatch. "Berte, are you in there? Can we talk to you?" It was Colby.

"Do you mind if I hide under your bed while you talk to her?" asked Zach.

"Um... no," said Berte. Being autistic, she was sometimes confused by complex social situations; this looked like one. "Coming!" she said through the hatch. Zach crawled under her bed, which was two standard cabin beds connected together, as many of his crewmates had arranged.

Zach heard the ensuing conversation from his hiding place under the bed. He heard Berte cycle the hatch and open it. Colby said, "Wow, girl. Wow." Colby was no doubt responding to the sight of Berte's nakedness. He further suspected that it was Berte's prominent size D knockers that had especially caught Colby's eye. They were especially pert in the Martian gravity. They were not blobby like breasts were in weightlessness either. They looked more phenomenal than any Earthbound breasts had ever looked.

Zach heard Anming behind her, "Nah see hung dah." He was learning a smattering of Chinese to try to understand Anming better. She said something about very big, probably also referring to Berte's tits.

"Can we come in?" asked Colby.

"Into my quarters?" asked Berte.

"Yes, that's what we had in mind," said Colby.

"Come into my quarters," said Berte. Zach heard the hatch close and cycle.

"We have something delicate to discuss with you," said Colby.

"Should I get dressed?" Berte asked, sounding confused.

"If you like," said Colby. "We're sorry to disturb you." There was some rustling. Berte was throwing on a bathrobe or something. "We like you, Berte."

"Thank you, Colby," said Berte, "I like you too, Colby, my fellow engineer. And Doctor Tang, I know you by reputation. We should discuss your hyper lobe theory. That is, we should discuss whether there's a way to test your hypotheses."

"I'd like that," said Anming. "I've read about your experimental work at LHC, Doctor Kaufman. It's very impressive. But we're here for another reason."

"Of-course-I'm-sorry-" said Berte shyly.

"Calm down, girl," said Colby. "You're cool. We're cool. Everything's cool."

"Cool," said Berte, "That's good. I respect you very much, Doctor Tang."

"Thank you, Berte," said Anming, "Hung chien."

"Shay-shay," replied Berte.

"You speak Mandarin?" asked Anming.

"Correct," said Berte.

"We want you to join us," said Anming. "We're sleeping with Zach. We want you to join us and sleep with us and with Zach."

"I'm sorry, I can't," said Berte. "I'm on a different shift."

"We don't mean sleeping-sleeping," said Colby. "You could just come for the... you know," Colby said shyly.

"I'm sorry, what?" said Berte.

"We know that you like Zach, and uh, we like Zach, and Zach likes you, so we thought..." said Colby.

Zach texted Berte from under the bed. "They want you to join them in my quarters at 10 PM every evening to make love with me."

Berte had evidently glanced at her phone. "All four of us?"

"Yes," said Anming, "Actually five."

"One-two-three, and Zach... Wa boo ming bai," said Berte.

"We're going to ask Colleen as well," said Anming.

"Colonel Bruno?" asked Berte, "She's scary. You're scary, too, Doctor Tang, but the Colonel is very scary."

"She has been nice to you, hasn't she, Berte?" asked Colby.

"Yes, very nice and scary," said Berte with a shudder.

"Please say yes," said Colby, "We'll make sure everything is good for you."

"Please accept their request," Zach texted her from under the bed. "I promise I will make this work for you. Please trust me."

"Yes, I accept, I trust Zach, 10 PM, Zach's quarters, goodbye." Zach heard the hatch open.

"Great, wonderful," said Colby. "Thank you so much for saying yes. So you're coming tonight? 10 PM? Zach's quarters?"

"Tonight, correct," replied Berte. "You're welcome?"

"We're so pleased we'll have the honor," said Anming shyly. "You understand, don't you, that we're expecting intimate relations to be involved?"

There was a pause while Berte stammered, trying to parse Anming's statement.

Zach texted, "She's happy with your answer, and she wants to make sure you know I'll be making love to you and the other women in the same room."

"It sounds crowded," observed Berte, "I trust Zach. Thank you. You're welcome. Goodbye."

"We've filled the whole room with a bed," said Colby, "and you and me, we're tiny. Oh, but wait. Wait until we text you. Then come over, okay?"

"Acknowledged. Wait for a text message from you. Then come to Zach's quarters."

"Uh... and about..." stammered Anming.

"Tell them you're okay with the making love part," Zach texted Berte from under the bed.

"I'm okay with the making love part," said Berte matter-of-factly. "Thank you. You're welcome. Goodbye."

"We will see you later, then," said Anming.

"Correct. Goodbye," replied Berte.

"Bye, sister!" said Colby.

"Goodbye," said Berte, and shut the hatch, and locked it. She texted Zach as he worked his way out from under the bed, "I did it wrong."

"Now they're upset with me."

"They'll get over it," spoke Zach as he emerged from under the bed. "They're only upset that you didn't want to exchange pleasantries after you agreed."

"You're probably right," Berte texted.

"It was a lot."

"I just wanted to get them out of here so that you and I could converse."

"Now, tell me the entire plan."

"I can't," said Zach. "I don't know any more about their plans than you do. This is the first I've heard of it."

"I get it," texted Berte.

"They are planning this."

"They haven't previously discussed their plan with you."

"You were hiding under the bed where they didn't know you were listening."

"They still think that you don't know what they told me."

"Are you angry with them?"

"Not at all!" said Zach. "They probably wanted to make sure you would come before they told me, to spare my feelings. They know I care deeply for you. They know I would be disappointed if they told me beforehand and then you said no."

"They were dishonest in order to be kind," Berte texted.

"What a good and yet a bad thing to do."

"Impossibly Byzantine."

"So you will go tell them you know now,"

"so that we can all be happy and honest with each other."

"Actually, I won't," said Zach. "They think I don't know. It's likely they will feel gratified by telling this good news to me. If I tell them I already know, I'd effectively steal that gratification from them. I can pretend I don't know so that they'll still be gratified by getting to surprise me."

"First of all, clearly you are happy about this," texted Berte,

"but how do they know you will be happy about this"

"if the three of you have not previously discussed it?"

"Did you discuss the matter in more general terms?"

"No, their plan is a complete surprise to me," said Zach. "You know that organic social computer neurotypical people have in their brains; their model of me tells them with confidence I'll be pleased. So they are confident it is a good surprise and not a bad surprise. But you're right. That organic computer can be wrong. Anybody can react in any way to any surprise, but that's in extreme cases. We can already see that in this case their prediction is a correct one."

"This is all very dangerous territory socially for me," texted Berte.

"Hiding."

"Lying."

"Overhearing things I shouldn't, and then lying about that."

"It's scary."

"But it's thrilling to watch you three do it."

"It's like tightrope walking!"

"It's so dangerous!"

"But wait."

"What if they find out at some future time that you already knew,"

"and furthermore that you hid,"

"and eavesdropped on them,"

"and then didn't tell them what you did?"

"Won't they be angry?"

"It's remotely possible they'd be upset," said Zach, "but probably they'll laugh."

"What thinking allows you to draw such an extreme conclusion?" Berte texted.

"Well, let me think," said Zach. "The conscious reasoning is this. First of all, I have an excuse for hiding. I have an agreement with Colby, it's an unspoken agreement, to hide my lovemaking interactions with other women from her. And now from Anming as well. I won't get into the details of how this arrangement was formed. Let's take it as a premise. By the way, now that you're a member of the 'club', do you want to participate in that arrangement?"

"Do I want you to lie to me?" texted Berte.

"Certainly not."

"Why would I want that?"

Zach explained, "We do it because it makes our lives seem more like what we're used to. We are all used to relationships that have one man and one woman. This new arrangement of me seeing several women makes all of us feel uncomfortable. So we lie about it around each other. We all know we're lying."

"Hmm, it sounds dangerous," Berte texted.

"And how can you lie like that when there will be three women right there in bed with you?"

"The only relationships I've had before you are where"

"a man meets me somewhere secret and out-of-the-way in the lab."

"I give him a blowjob or paizuri."

"Sometimes there was also kissing,"

"but that's all."

"I didn't feel safe having anyone touch me on my vulva."

"Then we went about our day and didn't tell anybody."

"I would start with one,"

"Soon more and more and more would show up at my desk and ask in a whisper."

"Finally I would have to stop all of them to get rid of too many interruptions."

"Then I would start with one again."

"But it always got out of hand."

"I don't know why."

"And then you came along and swept me off my feet."

"Now you are what I'm used to."

"I know that you are fucking all our crewmates."

"I also know you care about me especially."

"It seems that everyone knows you care about me especially."

"I don't know how they knew I care so especially about you," Zach said. "They talk to each other, I think. Anyhoo, the only reason why I brought up the agreement between Colby and me is that it compelled me to hide under the bed when Colby knocked."

"I get it," texted Berte.

"You were hiding from them."

"They don't want to be reminded that you are making love to me."

"That's even though she came to ask me"

"to join them in making love to you."

"Am I expected to lie like this?"

"Not at all, sweetheart," Zach assured her. "You be you. You are all we want, exactly the way you are. Getting to why I expect them to laugh, the point is, I didn't do it to be mean to them. I overheard them by accident. I mean, I hid on purpose, but it was a different purpose, a purpose these women already knew about. They aren't expecting me to be honest about such things. I didn't know what Colby and Anming were here to talk to you about. That's what I mean by overhearing it by accident. And now that I know their secret, I'm only lying to them so they can have the fun of surprising me."

"Okay, I understand why they might not be angry," Berte texted.

"Why are you predicting they will laugh?"

"This is where things get fuzzy regarding me and my somewhat faulty organic computer. It is telling me they're likely to laugh. It's because there's an accident, and people laugh at accidents where nobody is hurt. Also, it's good-natured, and good-intentioned all around, so people are unlikely to feel bad that it happened. Also it's unusual, and people laugh at unusual things. Also, like you said, normally hiding would be a risky thing, but nobody was harmed. People sometimes laugh at risky things where nobody was harmed. But now that I'm thinking about it, I really can't explain it. Maybe they won't laugh. At any rate, I'm not worried about it."

"Then I won't worry about it either," Berte said with her voice. Looking Zach in the eyes, she knelt at his feet and slurped his cock into her mouth and down her throat again. She wetly bobbed on it as it quickly hardened. This young lady sure knew how to shut down a conversation. It turned out that she did want him to spill down her throat. He surrendered in short order considering her skill and what a beautiful sight she was.

After that, Berte said she wanted to save Zach up for 10 PM. It sounded to her like he would need it. He requested a nursing session, and she happily gave it. He spent about fifteen minutes suckling each of her breasts while she sang German lullabies to him. Then she sent him on his way.

(To be continued)