CHAPTER 5: BIG COCK DNA
"Jo!"
"What...?" I was at the kitchen counter in the final phase of having dinner ready when Robert brought Mr. W home. I turned to the voice, "James... I'm sorry... what were you saying?"
"What's up? You usually leave the lab in the lab when you come home." He walked up alongside me, his big hand sliding up and down my bare back and over my ass. When I came into the house from the lab, I went upstairs to change but couldn't decide on a change. I didn't really think a filmy negligee was good for cooking. My exposure to them at night might have started as teasing, but all of us enjoyed it so much it became something of an expectation. I wouldn't complain, I was enjoying the attention. It never evolved to a new rule, it was just something I like to do for them. The only rule about my dress was no underwear. Only half-jokingly, panties just got in the way of easy access during the day and they like to see my breasts jiggle and bounce, but leaving the estate was a different matter. This night, though, not being able to decide, defaulted to removing my dress and putting on one of the aprons the guys got for me. The aprons were more teases really. Though they covered over my breasts and pussy in front, the material was sheer. I was fully exposed in back and sides. So, today I was wearing a white apron with my white thigh-high stocking and heels.
I leaned to him and kissed his cheek, "Yeah, I am preoccupied with something from the lab. And, you are right, you guys have been really good for me. You guys have told me over and over, 'focus completely on your job, then focus completely on your life'.
"But..."
"Yeah... I'm just wrestling with an element of the formulation. I have a good idea to solve it, but..."
"But?" I turned to the new voice behind me. It was Mr. W standing in the entry space to the kitchen. "Dear lady, you are either going to take years off my age or give me a heart attack. What a sight."
I laugh, wiping my hands on the sheer apron as I approach him for a welcoming kiss. I put my hands behind his head and kiss him deeply. "I didn't hear you arrive. And, thank you, kind sir. I am aiming at taking years off you and strengthening your heart."
He chuckled and patted my butt as I turned back to the counter. "It sounded like an interesting conversation, but you didn't finish the thought."
"Dinner is almost ready so we can discuss it then." I finished piling one of the serving platters and handed it to James. Over my shoulder, "I assume Robert came back with you."
"Yes, I did." I turned with two serving bowls, handed them to Robert and gave him a kiss. "I assume James looked after you today..."
I chuckled, "Well..." I saw James return behind the other two men, "Well... he's just like you Robert, there was plenty of LOOKING and being AFTER ME." They laughed. Robert and James bumped fists. I winked at them.
I reached behind my waist to untie the apron, dropped it on the island counter, and took Mr. W's arm to the dining room now in only my stockings and heels. I loved flaunting my horny body at them and sometimes felt like I might never put clothes on but there was always a need in the lab.
I recounted my discussion with James as we ate. As had become our typical seating arrangement, Mr. W sat at one end, I sat to his left, James sat across from me, and Robert sat at the other end. Without the leaves in the table it was intimate enough.
Mr. W was nodding while listening. Robert and James were struggling with the details but I could see they were following the general direction and thoughts about my study and development work for the male enhancement project. Mr. W paused, sipped from his wine glass, then turned to me, "How confident are you it will work?"
"Actually, very confident but there is that large IF that depends on finding the link that exists somewhere... that I think exists. I still have to determine the existence of that link."
"How large a sample size do you think you'll need?"
I glanced at Robert and James, "I think if I can get five or six recruits, plus these two, it would be sufficient for confirmation, isolation of the DNA link, and development. I would like to get saliva swabs, blood samples, and semen from each." I looked earnestly at Robert and James. There were long moments of awkward silence, then they understood.
"Wait... what?" "You're not suggesting that we find you the five or six volunteers who have nine to eleven inch cocks..." "... and are willing to participate in this study by donating their..." "How would we know who...?"
I chuckled at their discomfort. "Come on... what?... with all that locker room and shower time you can't tell me you don't know who does and who doesn't?"
This went on for a while. Mr. W sat back in his chair with his wine glass and watched with pleasure and fascination. This discussion at the dinner table about finding five/six guys with big cocks and it was being waged by two large black men and one naked white woman whose nipples were hard as the discussion went on. He knew it was getting to me and probably getting to the guys, too.