55: Friday July 24, 2043 1200 hours CST: The Big Bang Model
Zach's days had begun to form a routine. First thing in the morning, starting at 4 AM really, he would breed a fertile wife if any. Then he would set off to work with Colette and Anming nude on leashes. They would sneak onto base under picnic blankets and go to his office. Colette would dress and join Alexis for geology work. Anming would stay with him in his office. At noon, he would breed a fertile Breeding Bitch wherever it was convenient on base. Then he would do the other two Breeding Bitches to keep them sane and happy. During this time, Anming generally went with him to the greenhouse and stayed there. She liked it there. At the end of the workday, he would collect Anming and Colette, or they would meet him at his office. They would go with him to breed anybody else who was fertile and needed to be bred that day. From there, they would swing by Alexis's place to douse the fire in the loins of the three Breeding Bitches a second time. Then it was time to go home. He had a few hours to relax. Then it was time for bed. He usually had any women who were in bed with him once overnight. If they wanted to opt out, they slept elsewhere. At 4 AM, his routine started all over again.
So it was that on Friday noon, his fertile Breeding Bitch slot was held by Alexis. The two geologists were working long hours in the visualization lab these days. They were desperately looking for rare metals on or near Mons Olympus. These metals were needed in some of Khushi's production processes. If the geologists couldn't find new deposits, some production lines would have to be shut down until they did.
Zach arrived at the visualization lab. The two women were bent over the 3D projector sweating out some detail. He came up behind Alexis. "It's your time, sweetheart," he said to her gently.
Alexis pulled down her panties. "Could you just... do it right here, tiger? I know it's not very romantic. I'm wet for you, though. I'll cum for you when you're ready to squirt, I promise," she said. "I always cum so easily with you."
"Sure honey," said Zach. He had a close time with her this time. Usually, she wanted it so athletically. He felt like he got to enjoy her a completely different way. At the end, he unleashed a torrent. After he pulled out, she just let it hit the floor and dribble out. She would clean it up later.
He surprised Colette, who was already worked up witnessing his breeding of Alexis. He took her anally. She remained prepared these days. He was more vigorous with her, pulling back her hair sharply. She enjoyed it immensely and climaxed near the end. She kept all of her dose of semen snugly in her well-toned bottom.
Zach showered and met Charisse and Michaela at the greenhouse. Anming was already over there working with Michaela, going over some math. Michaela was an urban girl who didn't want to rut in the soil. He had her over a low table. He had Charisse anally in the dirt. She filled the greenhouse with loud scales and many squeaks at the top when she orgasmed. The lovers were thoroughly covered with dirt afterwards. All three showered in the emergency shower.
Afterwards, Zach sat on the floor up against the table where Anming was working. "Why did you run off this morning?" he asked.
Anming was thoughtful, "My husband, yesterday was overwhelming. A young man, a stranger I'd never met before, shot his cream at me and onto the glass. My head is still spinning. I want to think from a safe distance. And last night! My head is still hurting! I did some things I really need to think through."
"Would it help you to talk to me about them?"
Anming sounded grateful. "I got so tipsy! And then I had a revelation. The secret police were not coming that night. When you live your whole life under the shadow of that, it stays with you. But last night, I was able to peek out and convince myself that the secret police were not coming. It filled me with an elation I can't describe. I could finally express myself as I wanted to in every moment. I kissed everybody! Everybody was so beautiful! It was a spiritual moment for me. I danced with strange women. I let them touch me any way they wanted. I was so grateful for it. I had a huge orgasm out on the dance floor. It frightened me. I ran to the restroom to hide my embarrassment and throw water in my face. One of the women I'd danced with came after me. She was a very manly one. She was handsome, I'd say. She was hard to say no to. She pushed me into a bathroom stall. There, I fully surrendered to her every desire. She did things to me and had me do things to her I'd rather not discuss. It wasn't rape. The force of her willpower compelled me. I wanted it. My head is still spinning. Are you angry with me?" she fell silent, withdrawn.
"Darling, I love you, and I'm not angry or jealous," said Zach. "While you think about it, I want you to know, I support you. You have only 20 more weeks of a whole new free world spread out before you. Squeeze all the life out of it that you can. Take chances. Make mistakes. Get messy. You're washable. But use a condom! The only concern I have between now and then is your health and happiness. I've got your back. I love you. Keep me posted. And most importantly, be yourself, no regrets."
"Yes, my husband," said Anming softly. She returned with a sigh of relief to her work. Zach left her to her work.
Zach spent his afternoon at his apartment reading medical journals and having a few conversations. He texted Beatrice, "I'm at my apartment this afternoon if you want to come over and talk." Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang. It was Beatrice with a full bottle of Schnapps and two glasses, as if he didn't have any glasses. She was dressed in that casual-but-not-casual way women sometimes adopt when they were prowling. Though, this one was married. He was a handsome man, though. She could flirt at him to her heart's desire. He could keep up.
Beatrice was medium height, brown hair, D breasts, a few extra pounds, playful pounds, not enough to hide behind. She took pretty good care of herself for a housewife. Yoga, she'd told him. Her outfit was a red knit cotton top, tight. He could see her bra lines. On her nice bottom were yoga pants, black, also tight. He saw her panty lines and a healthy camel toe. Her outfit really did not leave much to the imagination.
Beatrice poured one for Zach and one for herself. They stood and leaned against his kitchen counter and drank. "So why are you leading two stunning naked women around on leashes?"
"Well," started Zach, "one is married."
"Well, that explains it," Beatrice quipped. She was witty.
"Her husband asked me to lead her around naked on a leash as much as I could this week," Zach said.
"Why doesn't he do it himself?"
"He's in an iron lung."
"Oh my gosh!" said Beatrice. "She's the Frenchwoman! The one they talked about at the press conference."
"Yes," said Zach. "Now, all of this is top secret. Don't even tell Eric. Well, you can tell him after we've left for Mars, okay?"
"Your secrets are safe with me, as we've discussed," Beatrice assured him. "December 13th. That's about twenty weeks."
"Yes," said Zach.
"So you're doing him a favor," Beatrice clarified, trying to understand.
"Yes," said Zach.
"What about the other one?" asked Beatrice.
"She saw the first one and admired her," said Zach. "I tried it on her and she liked it, or maybe I should say it was good for her."
"Good for her how?"
"She's fighting a negative body image," said Zach.
"Her? I would kill for looks like theirs, either of them," said Beatrice.
"People's hangups often make no sense," said Zach.
"You astronauts are all so fit," remarked Beatrice, and put her hand on Zach's chest. A beat later, she pulled it back. "That was the Schnapps. Sorry."
"Sorry's not enough," said Zach playfully.
"What then?" said Beatrice.
"Turnabout," said Zach. "I get to smack your butt."
"Gently," Beatrice said, turning around. Zach smacked it medium hard. "Ow! That was too hard. Your turn." Zach turned around. Beatrice smacked his ass. "Ow! I hurt my hand!"
They both smiled. Zach took a good look at her cameltoe. His penis was inflating some. Beatrice didn't miss this detail. Zach didn't miss her not missing it. He said, "Sometimes it frightens women."
