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Quaranteam Se Team Davies Ch 03

Quaranteam Se Team Davies Ch 03

by 2charlie
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Quaranteam: Southeast - Team Davies

Chapter 3

This is a spinoff from the Quaranteam Universe created by CorruptingPower. Reading his work, as well as stories from many other excellent authors such as BreakTheBar, Agathon, Ronan, OtterlyMinBlowing, The_Licentious_Laureate, SilverRyden, BronanTheLibrarian, and others inspired me to start my own story. Thank you CorruptingPower for letting me join in the fun, and to all of rest for their help and support as I wrote this story. Please check out their work! This work is written with the consent of CorruptingPower. Enjoy!

All Characters depicted in sexual situations in this story are over the age of 18.

**** Gainesville, FL - 0800, Tuesday, July 28, 2020****

Penny stepped away from the door and embraced Jan in a hug, then stooped down to give Trent a hug, too. Miles took their bags and moved them over to the dining room for the moment, and then moved to the living room, where Penny had led the two newcomers. He walked over to greet Jan, giving her a hug. He'd known Jan for a few years, both from her involvement with the pack committee and through Trent's involvement in Cub Scouts but had never really interacted much with her outside of Scouting.

Glancing for a moment at Trent, Miles hesitated, then asked everyone to have a seat. "So, before we get into any deep conversations, I need to run something past you. You both know about DuoHalo, yes?" Trent nodded, as did Jan, albeit with a curious look on her face. "Okay - just so we're clear. Our kids were exposed to it while at summer camp. They tested positive for it a few days ago and could potentially still be carriers. However, we were told that kids under 11 have a natural resistance to the effects of DuoHalo. They don't develop the symptoms, and instead develop a life-long resistance. You follow me so far?" Again, both nodded.

"Great, I just want to make sure we're on the same page - once Trent comes into contact with Sean and Ellie, he will likely be exposed as well. If not now, by them, no doubt at some point in the future. I stress to you that, as far as we understand, Trent is in the safe zone. Getting exposed will not make him sick, and at this point, it is probably unavoidable. Now is the time, if you have any concerns with this."

"DuoHalo is what killed your Marcus, correct?" Jan asked with a worried expression.

Miles nodded grimly.

Jan turned to Penny, asking, "And Mary Beth, and Raul?"

Penny nodded, a forlorn look on her face, her eyes slightly moist.

"But your younger kids never got sick, right?" she probed, choosing her words carefully. "You two both got sick, but they did not, correct?"

Miles and Penny nodded in response to her questions.

"As I understand it, I'm here to partner with you both - technically, with you, Miles, but we all know it's a group package. And my son joins your family, to be a part of it just as Sean and Ellie will be, right?"

"Of course, yes," Miles reassured her, "we'll welcome you both with open arms, if you're sure that's what you want."

"Then we're here as family, from now moving forward. And we're glad to be joining you guys, aren't we Trent," Jan said with a touch of finality, putting on a brave face as she hugged her son.

The three adults all stood up, coming together in a group hug, with Jan waving Trent over to join them. After a minute, wiping at her eyes, Penny pulled away and strode over to the kitchen doorway to call up the stairs, "Kids! Come take Trent up to the game room, please. We'll call you down in a little bit."

The cousins swept down into the room and motioned for Trent to follow them. Jan nodded to Trent that he could go, and moments after they disappeared back through the kitchen doorway, the thunder of footsteps could be heard tromping up the stairs, accompanied by excited chatter about some video game. After the kids had left, all three went back to the group hug, this time allowing emotions to flow more freely, if quietly. After several minutes of quiet tears and sniffling, Jan reached into her purse to hand out tissues, which got a small chuckle out of Penny.

Wiping her face, Penny went into the kitchen to fetch some beverages while the other two adults got comfortable, again in the living room, Miles in his recliner, and Jan sitting on one end of the sofa.

Miles was trying to get a read on things, but was also looking to lighten the mood, so he shifted gears to some light conversation. "So, did... did the good ladies from the Chair Force feed you guys, or are you hungry?"

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Jan shook her head, "No, we grabbed a bite over at their dining facility just after they gave me the, err, the vaccine serum." She blushed slightly as she mentioned the injection, rubbing her arm distractedly, looking down, then back up at Miles a bit shyly.

"Okay, we can get up to speed on other matters later." He shifted in his chair, forcing himself to relax. "Can you tell me how you came to be in the Quaranteam program? Were either you or Trent sick with DuoHalo, or otherwise exposed to it?" Miles asked.

"Not exactly. We didn't test as sick or exposed, thank goodness! No, I received an email and a text from the Air Force notifying me that I was being contacted due to my close association with a local group who had been exposed to the virus. They sent out a medic dressed in a spacesuit to test me, and I was asked to complete and NDA, and then directed to a website where I was asked to complete the most curious and invasive survey I've ever come across!" Now Jan blushed even deeper.

Miles found her blush to be endearing, in the midst of everything else, only adding to her attractive features. Jan was thirty years old, and in spite of her hectic schedule as a schoolteacher and a single mother, she had obviously managed to stay fit. He briefly eyed her while she looked away again, enjoying the curves he was able to see in the modest outfit she was wearing. He casually took in her short, curly chestnut hair, pulled back with a white headband, her naughty hazel eyes, those generous, full lips. The simple pullover blouse with a flower pattern did little to hide her impressive bosom, and her capri pants hugged her mom-hips nicely, while allowing full view of her lower calves and slender ankles. No-show socks and cross-trainers finished off her mildly sporty look, clearly advertising her as a soccer-MILF. He'd occasionally flirted with the idea of asking her to dinner over the past year or so but had never felt the time to be right. Evidently, the attraction was mutual.

Go figure

, he thought wryly.

Penny came back into the room carrying a pitcher of iced tea and some glasses, as well as a bowl of pretzels. Setting the snacks down, she went over to the sofa to sit next to Jen and wrapped the younger woman up in another side hug, a big smile beaming on her face.

"I'm so glad you guys are joining us! I hadn't spoken to Miles yet, just in case you weren't a match for us, but now that you're here, welcome, welcome!" Penny smiled while she hugged her friend.

Miles raised an eyebrow in curiosity, rubbing his chin as he asked, "So, I take it this was something the two of you cooked up?"

Jan glanced at Penny, who nodded, then back to Miles. "I'd heard through the grapevine that Penny and her family had been to the hospital over the weekend, but no details, so I finally reached out to her yesterday. That's when she told me about losing Raul and Mary Beth." She turned to Penny, "Again, sweetie, I am so sorry for your loss! Raul was a good man, and Mary Beth was just an angel!", and the two women hugged tightly again, fighting tears.

After a few moments, they let go of each other, and after regaining her composure, Jan continued her story. "One thing led to another, and she told me she was into something that I should be involved in, but she was adamant about not giving me details, that I needed to sign some NDA first and she wouldn't tell me anything more until I had done so. When I let her know I'd already signed the dang thing, she gave me Debra's number, so I reached out to her with a lot of questions. Debra confirmed that my NDA was on file, then gave me the skinny on the Quaranteam program."

"I'm sorry - who's Debra?" asked Miles, trying not to interrupt, but curious, nonetheless.

"Oh! She's that... what did you call her... Chair Force woman. Err, Lt. Jansen" replied Jan.

"I see! I had not even asked her for her first name. Clearly, my head was foggy during my earlier interactions with her. In fact, I've never seen her outside of a bubble suit before today, ha-ha!"

The women laughed with Miles. "Anyway, that's when I called Penny back to get the rest of the story," Jan continued, "As I said, I had been so shocked earlier to hear to about Raul and Mary Beth. I'd been just as shocked a few days earlier when I'd heard about your Marcus, but then to learn about all of the wider deaths across the country that have been happening that I'd not been aware of - it was just overwhelming." Jan closed her eyes for a moment, taking a breath to regain her composure. After calming herself, she went on, "When she told me about the Quaranteam program, I was so relieved to hear that she had been teamed-up with you. I've been worried about you these past few years since Beth died, Miles, and I know you've been lonely. I told her she was lucky to get a good man, given all that was happening, and I admitted to Penny that I'd considered jumping you once or twice after a Pack Committee meeting." Miles looked surprised at this, and Jan merely gave him a mysterious smile, going on with her story, "Well, she suggested that I should see if Lt. Jansen could add me to your team. I called Debra to ask, and she checked our Oracle scores and told me we were a pretty high match, and that she could make it work if I wanted, so here I am!" Jan giggled nervously.

Miles had been watching Jan closely as she'd told her tale, looking for telltales. She was fidgeting slightly at first, and he'd chalked that up to nerves and the situation, but as she finished her story, he noticed a deeper flush developing in her cheeks and just above her cleavage.

Penny leaned forward to add to the story. "I was also pretty excited that Jan was joining us, as I am certain she'll be a good match with us,

on many levels

" she said, emphasizing the last part with a sad little twinkle in her eye. "Raul and I weren't the prudes you might have imagined us to be, Miles. We had hosted a few, ahem,

parties

over the years, and Jan had joined us on more than one occasion. I know that she and I get along famously, and based on the past few days, I think she'll make a great addition to our team."

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Now it was Miles' turn to blush. He'd had no idea that Raul and Penny had ever been in that sort of a lifestyle. He turned an appraising look at Penny, but she just grinned mysteriously in return. "So, you've already been dosed, as you indicated earlier," Miles reiterated, turning back to Jan. "Are you feeling any pressure, or would you prefer to wait until after we get the kids to bed?'

Jan looked thoughtful for a moment. "I won't lie. I could jump you right here in front of God and everybody. But that's more because you always get me like that. Not because of the serum." Miles' eyebrows attempted to crawl into his hairline at this news. Jan noticed his reaction, and continued with a slight grin, "I think I can keep it under control until later this evening. That would probably save us from having to explain to Trent why mommy had to take a nap, and how she can't be disturbed."

Miles and Penny agreed that this was a good plan. He stood and hugged both women in a big group hug, kissing each on the forehead. Penny, however, was not to be denied and stood up on her tiptoes to give Miles a full-on kiss, ending it with a loud 'mwah!' and turning her head to grin at Jan. Mirroring her grin, Jan did likewise, stretching up and pulling Miles down slightly so she could also give him a kiss. It occurred to Miles that Jan was slightly shorter than Penny when he had to lean down a bit to allow his new partner to give him a warm, wet kiss of her own. His thoughts were knocked askew when Jan grabbed his ass, turned to Penny and gave her the same sort of kiss.

****

The welcome-aboard behind them, Miles offered to give them both a walk-through of the house, doing as Penny had suggested yesterday. The house had changed in subtle ways during the years since Beth's passing - much of the woman's touch had been erased, as the menfolk had left their marks. The house had been custom built a decade earlier, allowing Miles to ensure certain requirements and specifications were met by the builders. It was basically an L-shaped two-story home, the kitchen being the mid-point downstairs, with rooms extending in either direction, with most of the rooms on the ground floor. The downstairs rooms included a very large master suite, which included an en-suite, extra-large walk-in closet - Miles saw Penny jotting something down in a tiny notebook, and grinned to himself, recalling how Beth had described her as a ferocious note-taker and list-maker - French doors that led out to the pool enclosure, and a large, attached den which served as Miles' home office.

Leaving the master suite via the den, they passed the entrance foyer, the front doors on the left and the living room on the right. The living room held a large L-shaped couch, Miles' chair, and a big flat-panel TV mounted on the wall opposite the master suite. It also had French doors that opened out to the lanai and pool enclosure.

Past the living room was the formal dining room to the left with a big cherry-wood China Cabinet and large dining table capable of seating twelve. To the right was a large pantry concealed behind a sliding barn door. Both women had to poke their heads into the pantry, Penny again jotting down something in her notebook, before continuing with the tour, taking them to the right, into the kitchen. The kitchen was quite large - quartz countertops, stainless steel appliances, a center island as well as a table that could seat ten with the leaf put in - and flowed into the other half of the home. Jan spent a moment checking out the commercial grade side-by-side refrigerator, then hummed a bit in approval.

Passing through the kitchen toward the back of the house was a large family room with a fireplace and a large flat panel TV over the mantel, an overstuffed sofa, loveseat, and chair - all with reclining seats - arranged for viewing the TV. To the left was a small hallway that led to a pair of bedrooms separated by a Jack-n-Jill bathroom. The right-hand wall held a third set of French doors leading out to the covered lanai and pool enclosure.

Penny noticed that the outdoor eating area and kitchen had been replaced sometime in the past year or so with an outdoor exercise area, seeing multiple exercise stations as they walked past.

Finally, to complete the downstairs, an in-law suite just beyond a pocket door on the far end of the family room, having an attached bathroom which also had a door that led out to the pool enclosure. The in-law suite downstairs had originally been used as Beth's craft room, but since her death it had been remodeled to become a guest room-slash-library. The room contained a king-size wall bed concealed behind large sliding bookshelves.

Exiting the kitchen in the other direction - toward the front of the house - was the entrance to the mud room which contained the washer and dryer, a large upright freezer, a mud-sink, and the door out to the garage. The garage - oversized, extra-deep, extra tall with 4 extra-wide bays - only housed Miles' SUV, a blue-jean colored late model Ford Expedition he called the Beast. Beth's car had been totaled in the accident, and Miles had not planned to get a second vehicle until next year when Marcus would have been old enough to drive.

The bottom of a staircase was between the kitchen and the mud room, rising up to the right, which led to the second floor, containing another pair of bedrooms separated by a bathroom that mirrored the pair below, plus a bonus room that served as a game room, hosting a large wall-mounted TV, game system and an old oversized sectional couch occupying the half facing to the rear of the house - currently occupied by the three children as they maintained unwavering focus on a racing game.

At the far end of the windows was what had originally been an upstairs master suite - including large walk-in closet and attached bathroom - which Miles had converted into a home theater. Penny paused to look around, making more notes as she went, clicking her tongue as she mulled over private thoughts. Jan just walked around the large space, taking it all in, a look of wonder on her face.

Back downstairs, Miles led the girls out through the in-law suite bathroom, then left to exit via the rear door of the pool enclosure, out to the back yard, where another large two-story building that appeared to be a large garage or mancave was located. Inside the ground floor of the outbuilding was a large workshop with one long bank of windows that looked back toward the pool. The room itself had a poured concrete floor, as well as several work benches containing wood-working equipment and power tools, a full bathroom to the right, and a doorway that led to an equally large hobby room that included a full-sized computer-guided machining rig and a large rack of 3D printers, as well as another work bench with a laptop, extra-large monitors, and drafting table next to it.

Upstairs were two finished bedrooms, each containing a small walk-in closet, separated by another full bathroom, as well as a large common room that had not been furnished, complete with kitchenette and living area. The rooms all had ceiling fans and window blinds but were otherwise unfurnished.

The building was air conditioned by a dual unit HVAC system, similar to the house, but with one key difference. Miles pointed out that this building was not connected to city power, but instead had a battery closet in the back, along with an inverter and control board, all supporting the solar panel array he'd placed on the roof. In addition, this building was not connected to city water or sewage, but instead connected to a well and septic tank. Miles had designed and built the whole building to function entirely off-grid as an experiment.

Back outside, he showed them around the property perimeter - including the third structure, his small 15' x 15' shed where he kept the riding mower, his and the boys' bicycles, lawn tools, various parts from projects not-yet-started, spare PVC and lumber.

The edges of his yard were marked on three sides by a heavy tree line starting about 50 yards from the house, with the front open, facing the south, and a long black-top private drive leading out to NE 53

rd

Avenue. His actual property line was somewhere back in the trees, but he'd deliberately chosen to leave the remaining growth in place.

Miles had purchased the acreage after researching future zoning and building plans, deliberately choosing a site where he would have no neighbors for the foreseeable future. Both women were impressed that his property was so large, and yet he had no neighbors. Clearly, the man liked his privacy.

"Jesus, Miles, how were you able to afford all of this?" Jan finally asked

Miles looked a little embarrassed, hesitating for a moment before he responded. "Before I got married to Beth, I was pretty frugal. When I got my commissioning bonus, I invested the whole shebang into the little-know startup called google, based on the advice of one of my mentors. This was a venture cap move - pre-IPO. Did the same thing a few years later when I got my Nuclear bonus. Turned out to be a pretty fucking successful gambit. I've made a few additional investments since then - they've all added up. Oh, and technically, I don't own any of this. All of this," he held his arms out wide and turned to encompass all of the property, "is owned by an LLC, which in turn is managed by a holding company, which is managed by a revokable living trust... it's all a bit complicated, but suffice to say I do alright, between my state income and reserves income, but my trust is fucking loaded."

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