Quaranteam Team Tim Ch 11

This is a spinoff of CorruptingPower's Quaranteam Universe. I have 'written' many stories in my head and have started typing some of these into the computer in the past, but it has been the Quaranteam Universe that has spurred me to keep going. Thanks go to CorruptingPower for letting me play in his universe, and a big shout out to the growing group of spin-off authors for their help and encouragement.

Quaranteam: Team Tim

Chapter 11.

Friday, 24th July 2020

Tim's internal clock woke him just after 7am. He was lying on his back, with Siobhan cuddled up to his right side while Tammy was sleeping half on top of him, using his chest as a pillow. They were both still sleeping deeply, though, which enabled him to somehow extricate himself from them and make his way to the bathroom reasonably quickly as his bladder was demanding relief. A few minutes later, he was cleaning his teeth with his electric toothbrush when he became aware that someone else was in the bathroom with him. Looking around, he saw Jenny relieving herself on the toilet.

"Isn't it early for you?" Tim asked, once he'd finished brushing his teeth and had rinsed his mouth.

"I've always been an early riser," Jenny stated. "Ran's the one who likes to sleep in and when it was just the two of us, there was no reason to get up before her." After flushing, Jenny joined Tim at the basins to wash her hands and then brush her own teeth.

"What do you plan to do at this early hour?" Tim enquired.

"I'm coming running with you, of course," Jenny replied, giving Tim a prod with her finger to emphasise her words.

Tim couldn't help looking at the naked young woman standing next to him, appreciating her athletic physique. "Have you done much running?" he asked.

"Quite a bit. I used to run regularly before lockdown, mostly just around the London parks. Sometimes I would do the Parkrun on Hampstead Heath or one of the others that were nearby. Did you know that there are 52 different Parkrun events in Greater London, or at least there were before Covid stopped them all. I only managed to do sixteen different ones while I was living in London, but some people try to do them all."

Tim continued to quiz Jenny regarding her running ability as they got themselves dressed in the attached dressing room. Jenny selected her Nike 3/4 leggings, Nike sports bra and Nike top, continuing the theme down to her socks and Nike trainers. The only item not Nike branded were her panties. By contrast, Tim's running outfit, comprising singlet, shorts and socks, was an eclectic mix of brands, bought either online or in-store when they were cheap; some of his gear had even been bought in Sports Direct, but he preferred not to put his money in Mike Ashley's pocket!

Tim watched as Jenny ran her eyes over his outfit while shaking her head; a wry smile formed on her face, but she decided not to say anything. Tim wondered how long it would be before some of his existing gear disappeared to be replaced by new high-end branded clothing. Maybe, he thought, he should drop a few hints as he had always fancied some Asics gear, but could never justify the expense and when it was in the sale, his size was always sold out.

They made their way through the quiet house to the back door, where Tim collected his Salomon trail shoes, stopping to put them on. Jenny looked at Tim's shoes with interest, but again didn't make a comment.

"They're trail shoes," Tim stated, answering Jenny's unasked question. "They're better for running on grass than road shoes, especially when the grass is wet."

Leaving the house, Tim and Jenny walked out to the track that Tim had mown, only now it was a lot wider.

"What happened here?" Tim enquired, looking at Jenny.

"Ran decided it would make a good circuit to ride Misty," Jenny replied, "but it was a bit too narrow and the corners were too sharp, so we widened it. Do you know how long it is?"

"I calculated my original route at maybe a little over two kilometres," Tim responded.

"Oh. Ran says it's about ten furlongs. Is that about the same?"

"That's a mile and a quarter, so very similar. Are we going to run?"

"Yeah, let's."

Tim started his Garmin and the pair of them set off. Initially, he set an easy pace, but quickly opened up his legs to what felt comfortable to him, with Jenny keeping up.

As they approached the end of the first lap, Jenny surged ahead, stopping with her hands on her knees and a big smile on her face. Tim sailed by without breaking stride, mouthing to her "Three more laps" and waving one of his fingers in circles in the air. Tim didn't see the scowl on Jenny's face as she kicked in and ran to rejoin him.

They ran the next two laps in companionable silence. As they completed their third lap, Tim huffed "Right, all out for the last lap," and it was his turn to surge ahead. Tim really pushed himself, enjoying the burn in his muscles as he powered around the track, his shoes gripping well on the corners. Arriving back at the start, Tim stopped his Garmin, really pleased with his time. Turning around, he found Jenny not five metres away and heading straight from him. Tim put out his arms to catch her as Jenny tried to stop but her trainers slid on the grass and she crashed straight into him. This made them both tumble over, with Tim's arms instinctively going around Jenny.

Neither of them really seemed that much out of breath and Jenny was really enjoying lying on top of Tim. "Oh my god, that was so much fun. I've not really run like that in ages." Looking down at Tim, she then gave him a big kiss.

Jenny could feel Tim's arousal growing as his cock hardened in his shorts as much or more than Tim could feel her nipples poking into his chest, even through her sports bra. "Mmmm, I could take you right here and now," she growled at him once their kiss broke, grinding her body against his.

"I'm sure Tammy would love to watch," Tim said with a chuckle. "She'll be in the kitchen now and have an excellent view from the window."

"The shower then, when we get back inside," Jenny decided.

"Sounds good to me. Now let's move, there's a bacon buttie waiting."

After Jenny rolled off Tim, they both scrambled to their feet and made their way back inside. Walking into the breakfast room in their socks having both left their running shoes by the back door, they found two glasses of orange juice and two bacon butties waiting for them, although there was an appreciable difference in their sizes. Tammy put her head through the doorway from the kitchen as they arrived, specifically to remind Tim that he was now on extra rations.

Tim sat down at his usual table and was thoroughly enjoying the bacon buttie, made with two slices of white sourdough bread and at least four rashers of bacon. He especially liked how the hot bacon had melted the butter. He'd drunk most of his orange juice and eaten the first half of his bacon buttie when Tammy came back into the breakfast room with a mug of coffee for herself and a smoothie, which she placed where Maria usually sat.

Sauntering across, Tammy leaned against the wall next to Tim, taking a sip from her mug.

"I can't repay you enough, Tim," Tammy started. "I had one of my best night's sleep last night, after the best fuck I've ever experienced. Keep doing that to me and you've more than earned the bacon butties. Just a head's up, I'm expecting Auntie Flo to visit on Sunday, so for a few days, it'll have to be my arse or a blowie."

"Maybe I can give you a full load tomorrow and another on Sunday morning to tide you over," Tim offered, having turned to look at Tammy. "That's if your Auntie Flo isn't due to visit until later in the day."

"Oh, I'll most definitely take them." Pushing away from the wall, Tammy gave her left bum cheek a light smack with her left hand, before asking "Are you sure I can't tempt you to a bit of prime rump, though?" She then gave a big laugh, watching the expression on Tim's face.

"Any more of that and I'll have to put you over my knee," Tim responded with a grin.

"Ooooh. Promises, promises," Tammy retorted.

It was Tim's turn to laugh.

"Anyway, eat your bacon buttie before it gets cold." With that, Tammy turned and walked back to her usual table, her hips swaying a little more than usual, before sitting and continuing to sip her coffee.

Jenny had already finished her buttie and juice while listening to the banter between Tim and Tammy with a grin on her face. Tim quickly finished his own and they both passed their plates and glasses to Tammy, who took them through into the kitchen.

Tim and Jenny made their way to the master bedroom where Rana and Siobhan were just finishing getting ready for the day. Siobhan approached Tim to give him a hug, but thought better of it when she caught a whiff of his cooling sweaty body. "You stink, Tim," she informed him. "Now go and shower and we'll talk later."

Both Tim and Jenny quickly stripped off their sweaty gear, consigning it all to the hamper in the bedroom. After all the messing around with Jenny after their run plus the banter with Tammy, Tim was sporting a full-on erection by the time he'd stripped off, something that wasn't missed by any of the women present. Jenny quickly took Tim's hand before leading him to the ensuite bathroom. Looking back over her shoulder, she winked at Rana and Siobhan.

"Jenny's going to be a really lucky girl in a few minutes and I'm sure you'll be feeling the benefit of Tim's weapon a little later today." Rana stated, her sadness evident in her voice. "It's going to be a few days yet before I can feel him inside me again."

"You were a virgin up until a few days ago, as was Jenny. Do you really miss it that much already?" Siobhan responded, looking over at Rana while brushing her hair.

"Most definitely," Rana exclaimed. "It's not the deep-seated need that I was feeling after vaccination, but when Tim's inside me I feel so much pleasure even before he cums. It just somehow feels so right, so perfect when he's inside me. Like he's meant to be there, in some way completing me."

Siobhan wrapped her arms around the young Kuwaiti woman, giving her a big kiss on the cheek. "It's only for a few days, then you'll be able to enjoy him. Plus, you'll get a lot of attention from Tim while you're trying to get pregnant," Siobhan whispered in her ear.

"I can't wait until he's put his baby inside me," Rana stated, hugging Siobhan back. "It's more than just a wish now, it's as though my body is physically demanding it."

"Nor me," Siobhan replied. "It's strange but until I bonded with Tim, I had no thoughts about having a child. Now, it feels like the most natural thing to be doing." Slowly, Rana and Siobhan pulled apart before leaving the bedroom to go downstairs to breakfast.

Meanwhile, Tim and Jenny were getting to grips with each other's bodies with their hands, wash cloths, shower gel and shampoo. Only once they were both clean did things become a little dirty, with Jenny placing her hands against the tiles, spreading her legs and inviting Tim to "Come fuck my brains out."

Tim quickly entered Jenny, fully sheathing his cock in her well-lubricated passage with his first thrust before starting to comply with her request. Putting an arm around her waist, Tim pushed Jenny forward until his forearm was resting against the tiled wall, holding her body securely. Tim's thrusts were getting faster and shorter but no less forceful, almost lifting Jenny off her feet at the end of each thrust.

"After Siobhan and Rana are pregnant, will I be breeding you too?" Tim growled in Jenny's ear, feeling her body shudder at the thought.

"Yes Tim. You'll be impregnating me, knocking me up, getting me pregnant, putting a bun in my oven."

"Good." Jenny's words had Tim thrusting harder into her, his body feeling the need to impregnate the young woman currently speared by his cock and it didn't take long for Tim to reach the point of no return. One last push that actually lifted Jenny off her feet and Tim was sending salvo after salvo of his cum to impact her cervix, battering on the door to her womb. Jenny's enhanced orgasm reverberated through her young body long after Tim had finished cumming and he needed to hold her firmly as her legs were no longer capable of supporting her, his cock still buried to the hilt.

Eventually, Tim's cock softened sufficiently to slip from Jenny's pussy, quickly followed by a veritable waterfall of his cum to be washed down the drain by the warm water still cascading over their bodies. Finally, Jenny was able to support herself, which allowed Tim to release his grip.

Jenny spun around, now with her back to the tiles, and wrapped her arms around Tim's neck to pull him into a long and passionate kiss. "Fuck, Tim, that was incredible. You're more man than I ever expected and the only one I'll ever need."

Tim put his arms around her, pulling her against his chest. "And you're one incredible woman and more than I deserve."

"Now, none of that," Jenny scolded Tim. "You deserve everything that I and the other women can do for you."

Tim gave a small laugh. "If you say so. It has all happened so fast and, frankly, I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed."

"I think that goes for all of us," Jenny replied. "Anyway, let's get out of here and down to breakfast."

The pair of them quickly dried and dressed, although Jenny still sported a Turbie Twist covering her still-damp hair when they eventually reached the breakfast room. By this time, the others had mostly finished their breakfasts and it wasn't long before Jenny and Tim were eating alone.

----oOo----

Having finished their breakfasts, Jenny returned to the master bedroom to finish drying her hair while Tim made his way to the Reading Room, taking a seat in one of the high-backed overstuffed leather chairs that faced towards the window and away from the doorway. Retrieving his phone, he sent a quick message to his sister, Helen.

Tim:

Hey H, happy birthday.

Tim received a reply almost immediately.

Helen:

Ty Tim. How are you doing?

Tim:

I'm good. You?

Helen:

Same, but things are getting a bit strange here.

Tim:

Oh? You'll need to tell me more. Are you good for a videochat later today?

Helen:

I'm free for a videochat any time, any day.

Tim:

How about 7pm tonight?

Helen:

Sounds good. See you then.

Tim:

See you, kiddo.

Getting up from the chair, Tim put his phone in his pocket and made his way up to the lab.

As Tim entered the lab, Siobhan looked up at him from her desk. "Oh, there you are, Tim. I've received a couple of emails from Hillary and one from the Wing Commander. The requests to Lakshmi Mistry and Rachel went out yesterday afternoon. Also, Hilliary's responded with a possible way forward to enable Tammy to continue uploading her videos."

"What are they suggesting?" Tim enquired, moving to take a seat at one of the desks.

"They're proposing that Tammy should include a statement on her videos that, due to the issues she's had in the past with her mental health, she's been allowed to join some close friends in a quarantine bubble. That will explain the different kitchen," Siobhan explained.

"That's should be simple enough for her to accomplish," Tim replied, looking up from the login screen on the computer. "What about the Wing Commander's email?"

"That one's more concerning," Siobhan informed him. "The email was rather cryptic, but basically he'll ring us at ten o'clock this morning."

Tim looked at his Garmin watch, noting that it was already ten to ten.

"He'll be ringing us shortly then," Tim commented. "Do you know which phone he'll be ringing on?"

"I got the impression it would be on my mobile," Siobhan answered. "I know he has the number."

"I wonder what he's calling about?" Tim mused. "The only thing that he was that concerned about on Wednesday was a potential threat to us from Russia, but he stressed that the threat wasn't imminent"

"He did say that he'd inform us if anything changes, though," Siobhan noted. "Do you think that something has changed?"

"It's no use double-guessing," Tim advised. "We'll know soon enough anyway."

By now, Tim had logged in on another computer and opened Microsoft Outlook, noting a similar email from the Wing Commander. Tim tried to read some of the new virus data that had also arrived, but found that he couldn't concentrate.

At 10am, Siobhan's mobile phone rang. Quickly answering it, she put it onto speaker so that they could both participate in the phone call. Tim scooted his chair across to sit beside Siobhan.

"

Morning Siobhan, is Tim there with you?

" they both heard

"He's right here and you're on speaker, Reg," Siobhan replied.

"

Good, good. I won't beat around the bush. I've been informed by GCHQ this morning that there Is a possibility that the threat to the pair of you has become more immediate.

"

"That sounds ominous," Tim commented.

"What does that mean, exactly?" added Siobhan.

"

Yours and Tim's names have been mentioned in messages that have been intercepted, along with a number of others including those of Professor Mackay and Hillary. There's no indication that they know where you're now located as you've not been there that long and we believe that because of this, the threat to the two of you is probably lower than to some of the others,

" The Wing Commander informed them.

"You said that the threat has become more immediate, though," Siobahn offered, concern evident in her voice. "What does that mean?"

"

What we know is that a small group has been assembling in Kaliningrad, the small Russian enclave that sits between Poland and Lithuania and which is home to the Russian Baltic Fleet. Our intelligence is now suggesting that they will leave there soon by sea, possibly as early as tonight. Since Putin's death, the Russian navy has been indecisive and hardly left port as the various factions fight it out for his throne, so this will be quite a departure.

" Tim and Siobhan heard the Wing Commander chuckle at his own unintended joke. "

We'll have a few days after they sail before they're in position and ready to do anything, though.

"

"So what is being done in the meantime?" Tim asked.

"

It has taken quite a bit of time and negotiation, but a small taskforce is currently being assembled by the army with the sole purpose of intercepting this group before they can make a move. That's if they actually decide to come here and not turn around and go home or go for targets in another country.

"

"What has taken the time setting up the taskforce?" Siobhan enquired; her brow furrowed.

"

Well, firstly both GCHQ and our friends in the army wanted to know why you and the others identified are so important, given that they've never heard of you. That led to some interesting discussions, negotiations... and bargaining. Just understand that there are a few people who have jumped the vaccine queue to help this process along, mostly to help speed up the formation of the taskforce,

" the Wing Commander confided.

"I'd really like to know why they're interested in us as well," Siobhan stated, her voice showing how nervous she was feeling.

"

They're clutching at straws, I believe,

" the Wing Commander replied, his voice staying calm. "

Putin's death has left a vacuum at the heart of Russia and a lot of factions have been looking to fill it, although only a few of the stronger ones are still active. Having an understanding of the virus, or better still the vaccine, seems to be one way to advance one's claim.

"

"But we don't know how to produce this vaccine. Feck, we're only slowly uncovering its peculiarities," Siobhan complained, her voice rising in pitch.