A Comet Visits Earth

The Comets Tail Ch Seven

Winter is Coming

Zaire had always liked Amy. He was raised Muslim but had not practiced since joining the Air Force. With their present circumstances he didn't feel much need to adhere to those rules. He and Amy had been talking most nights in the living room after dinner. He thought it might work out.

Amy was a twenty-nine-year-old New Yorker who had joined the Air Force to see the world. She had been assigned to various bases around the world, but an incident with a commander in the south had regulated her to this out of the way assignment. She had been angry about it. However, now she is thankful that fate had spared her life. Standing up for herself had saved her life, and she was not going to forget it. However, in their present circumstances, she knew she needed a partner to get through the long, cold winters in Montana. Besides, she thought Zaire was soft and thoughtful. She wasn't sure about the Muslim thing, but she would wait and see. So, when Emily came to ask her to let her use their room, Amy decided it was time to make something happen. She was sitting in the living room talking to Zaire.

"Zaire, would you like to go for a walk? We can get out of here." She smiled at him.

"I was hoping we could do that." He took her by the hand, and they headed out the door. They walked the path walked by several of their friends before them. They were sure it would end the same way. The only question would be how.

Amy decided to just get to the chase. "Zaire, I like you. We are going to need to have someone to share our good days and bad days here. I think you would be a good partner. I don't really know about the Muslim thing, but I am open to whatever is important to you."

Zaire stopped in the driveway and looked into her eyes. "Amy, you are the most beautiful woman in our group, but that is not why I have been hanging around you so much. I love your spirit and kindness. You won't need to worry about the "Muslim" thing. I haven't been involved since I was a child. By the way, you can call me Z. Zaire is too long and formal. May I kiss you?"

She knew she had the connection she needed. "Please do." He reached down and gently kissed her on the lips. She clung to him, enjoying the decision they had just made together. He took her by the hand and headed to the bunkhouse. He had a quiet room in the back. He thought it would be perfect.

When they entered his room, he said, quickly. "What this room needs is a woman's touch."

She smiled. "What it needs is a woman's presence. I think we just took care of that." She took his hand and put it on her breast. He shuddered at her directness. This woman knew what she wanted. Z was fine with that. There was no need for a macho man here. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. He sat her down on the edge and began removing his shirt. He then went to his pants. She was stripping her top off and popped her bra by thetime he was down to his underwear. She pulled her trousers off. She had her small panties left and he had his shorts. Those lasted less than a minute until they were naked. He smiled at her and whistled softly.

"I had no idea how beautiful you really are. That is the most perfect body I have ever seen." She blushed and looked down. She was happy with her body. Her breasts were a good size, not to too big and not too small. She always thought her areolas were too large, but the nipples were good.

He bent down and kissed her breasts. He then picked her up and laid her on the bed. She scooted back and spread her legs. The sight of her glistening womanhood made him hard quick. She looked at him in admiration. She could live with THAT for the rest of her life. He climbed into bed and mounted her carefully. She guided him to the honey spot, and he began to work on her. She closed her eyes and let him satisfy himself with her body. It didn't take long for both to explode together. They continued for a couple of minutes until the heat subsided. They just lay together and revealed in the future.

Wally Thompson always liked to cook. He wasn't a trained cook, but the Air Force needed cooks after boot camp, so he volunteered. It had worked out very well. He was the happiest because of his assistant cook. Mandy Ferguson was a twenty-five-year-old from California who loved life and was always laughing and smiling. She could make anyone coming through the chow line smile. She wasn't a bad cook, either. In many ways, she wasn't a classic beauty. She was a little heavy, and no one would put her in a beauty pageant. He didn't care. She was so vivacious and happy to be around. He was better off after being with her than he was before. Even before the comet had shown up, he had decided to make a play for her. Afterwards, he didn't wait. As they were setting up the kitchen at the ranch, he approached her.

"Mandy, would you be offended if I asked you for a date?"

Mandy had long ago understood the way the world worked for "average" girls in this world. She was under no allusions about her prospects. When they were stranded here, she knew someone would need a partner, and might be willing to take her. It would be after the other women had been snatched up. She was surprised, therefore, when Wally approached her at the very beginning. No one else had even begun hooking up.

She blushed and spoke. "You don't have to do that."

"What do you mean? I want to be with you. The happiest time of my day is when I am with you. You are a beautiful soul and a beautiful woman."

"Please, I know what I am, you don't have to lie to me."

Wally looked hurt. "That hurts my feelings. I am being honest with you. The things you seem to believe I am looking for are not important to me. You are a light to everyone around you and your smile makes everyone in the line happy. I want to be with you here. I wanted to snatch you up before one of these corndogs did."

To prove his point, he bent down and kissed her on the mouth. She was surprised at first but responded with all her heart. Everyone's sleeping arrangements were still in flux, but Wally had a room behind the kitchen.

"Would you come to my room as soon as we are finished here? We could have a little time to ourselves before dinner."

She lit up and kissed him hard. They hurried to finish cleaning up after lunch and were in his room within thirty minutes.

He took her to the shower and slowly began removing her clothes. She let him as she waited for him, enjoying the feeling of his hands. When he had her naked, he held his hands open. She took the hint and began removing his clothes. When both were naked, they climbed into the shower. They slowly washed each other. He couldn't wait until they got to bed. With the steam clouding the shower, he bent her over. She put her hands against the back of the shower and spread her legs. She wanted him to take her right then. He didn't disappoint her. He climbed onto her and began fucking her, gently at first, but harder and harder until her knees buckled and he had to hold her up as they finished. When they were finished, they took their towels and collapsed on the bed. They would have to return to make dinner in a couple of hours, but they had time for another round.

The last man in the crew was Bobby. He didn't really worry about "hooking" up. He had many experiences with military women, and he had no problems picking up a beautiful woman when he needed one. He was surprised when he realized most of the women were paired up already. There was one left. That was Wilhelmina "Willie" Majors. She worked on the helicopter as the crewman. She was older, in her late thirties. She had also enjoyed the company of several military men and was in no hurry to look for a new one. By the time she realized her situation, she was in the same boat as Bobby. One night, as they sat on the porch and watched Zaire and Amy head into the night, they came to the same realization at the same time.

Bobby shook his head. "I guess we are the last of the Mohicans. Everybody has been jumping into bed with the first person they could find."

Willie laughed. "I think you are correct. I hope everyone ends up happy with their choices."

They sat quietly for a few minutes. Bobby finally spoke. "I admit I enjoy the company of a good woman from time to time."

Willie laughed. "And I have been known to consort with a few military men in my day."

They sat for a couple minutes, until they both got up at the same, laughed, and said, "Why not?"

They headed to Bobby's room. They did not need preambles. Each stripped off their clothes and headed to bed. They enjoyed each other with experienced hands. Willie thought, I guess he can ring my bell when I need it. Bobby was thinking that she would do. She knew what she was doing.

The crew has decided their pairings, and the bedroom arrangements were changed to reflect the new connections.

Rick, Susan, and Mary - The master bedroom with the exact details to be determined later.

Dr. Liz and Bill, the pilot are in the doctor's bedroom behind her medical office

Emily and Doug were in the bedroom of the younger daughter of the former owners.

Dr. Benny and Dr. Latisha - The two scientists took a back bedroom upstairs.

Dr. Ray and Lawanda took the middle bedroom of the married daughter.

Joe and Lilly took the small bedroom downstairs near the command center.

Jesus and Prisilla took one of the bunkhouse bedrooms.

Bobby and "Willie" took his room.

Zaire and Amy took one of the bunkhouse rooms.

Wally and Mandy were in the room beside the kitchen.

Abe had Kittie and Juan was trying out a pet of his own. Each had a room in the bunkhouse.

Rick sent a crew back to the town to look for seeds and fertilizer at the feed store. He didn't think anything would still be good, but he also wanted them to pump some more gas out of the tank while they were there.

They returned with bags of different seeds and fertilizer. Most of it had been bad, but some of the bags on the bottom were still good. They had pumped the last of the gas out of the tank that was still good. Water had gotten in and they were thru with the town.

It was now time to plant. When they had arrived at the ranch, it had a full cellar of food stuffs. Included was a bin of potatoes. Rick had told the cooks to leave them alone. Now, there were eyes all over the potatoes. Wally and Mandy cut the potatoes into squares with eyes on each. There were enough to get a couple of rows of potatoes. There were also carrots and beans. Wallie put the bean seeds into water to get them ready to plant. All in all, they had potatoes, beans, carrots and seeds for lettuce, radishes, tomatoes and peppers. All in all, they wanted to grow as much of each as they could. They needed to build up their seed base for the future.

Rick gathered everyone around to discuss the planting. It was decided that Ray would have the mules pull the carts with the seeds in containers. Doug had added two prongs behind the carts that would dig rows into the dirt. They were going to have the ladies walk behind the cart and drop the seeds or pieces of potatoes or carrots and beans into the row. They wanted to water each row. To accomplish this, Latisha had sewn water bags that could be put around the neck. They had spouts on the end that you could open and close.

Ray and Latisha had selected eight of the females. They had been training them to walk where they were told. They tied them to the cart. The females would carry the water and one of the crew would follow them and open the spits to get the water where they wanted it.

Ray loaded the cart with the potatoes for the first two rows. He hooked two mules to the cart and led it out to the field. While he was doing that, Lawanda was putting carrots and beans into the second cart. She then put two mules in front and headed toward the field. Emily and Latisha rounded up the females. They tied ropes to each and put the water bags over their heads. They then led them to the water well and filled each bag. The females stood quietly waiting. By now, the females were more like horses or cows than zombies. They were looking around and prancing back and forth. When the bags were full, they were led to the carts. Emily had one pair and Latisha had the second. Ray began the first two rows of potatoes. The mules pulled the cart ahead slowly. It dug the trench and Amy and Willie put the potatoes into the trench. Emily brought her team up behind them and watered the trench after the cart. Last but not least, Bobby came behind to close the trench over the potatoes.

Latisha started the second cart after Ray had proceeded far enough to not be in the way. They repeated the same procedure with a row of carrots and a row of beans. This was a slow process. They were only able to do half of the field that day. They would finish the next day. When they were finished, Ray and Lawanda took the four mules back to the barn. They unhitched them from the carts and took them to the water well. Ray then hosed them down as Lawanda held their leases. The mules stomped and cried excitedly. While they had been working, Rick and Mary had chosen four of the younger females and had put them into the four mules' stalls. When Ray led them to their stalls, they got excited when they saw the females. He released them into their stalls, and they immediately went straight to the females. They began sniffing them and pawing them. The females cowered as the bigger males pushed them around a little. Ray stayed to watch to make sure the bulls didn't' harm the females. The biggest bull was the first to push the female over. He kept pushing her until she understood what he wanted and bent over. When she finally did, he mounted her. She screeched. Ray hoped she wasn't dry. Before they had put them into the stall, Rick and Mary had prepared them. They bent them over and inserted their fingers into their vagina. They worked them until they began to lube themselves. By the time they were put in the stall, they were wet enough. Her screeching made Ray worry she would be hurt. He felt better when she settled down quickly and allowed the bull to fuck her. He didn't last long but was satisfied. When he finished, he started licking the female on the shoulder. She looked back at him, and he nuzzled her neck. Ray was satisfied he wouldn't hurt her and turned his attention to the other bulls. By then each was on top of their females. The process went the same way. Within five minutes all four bulls were satisfied and laying down on the straw. As Ray watched, one of the females carefully lay down near the bull. He didn't bother her.

Ray was satisfied. The females should keep the bulls quiet, and they should be able to endure the mounting. It might work.

The next day, they finished the planting. The females they used to water the fields worked well. Ray was happy that they found something for some of the females to do.

Rick wanted to reward everyone for their hard work. The younger daughter had a record player and a large collection of records. Also, in Bill's last raid on the base, he and the boys had cleaned out the base bar. They brought back cases of beer and alcohol. Susan suggested they throw a dance party in the great room. It was on after dinner. Within an hour, most people were a little drunk. Rick was pretty tipsy. When Susan saw this. She had an idea. She was worried about Mary being there and the unspoken tension between the three of them. She saw Mary was feeling no pain and was flirting with Doug. That was until Emily moved in and protected her turf. That was when Susan had her idea. She needed Rick and Mary to get together to solve the tension problem.

Everyone was enjoying themselves. Susan saw Mary getting frustrated when Emily moved in on her. She moved to Mary and took her hand. "Come my dear. Let's go to our room." Mary looked at her unsteadily, thinking about it. "Rick, I need your help."

He looked up. He was sitting on a couch and had difficulty getting up. When he finally did, he managed to get to Susan. "Rick, we need to help Mary up to the room." He nodded and took one side of Mary while Susan took the other.

It took them a few minutes to manage the stairs, but they managed. When they got to the room, Rick started to point to the anteroom for Mary, but Susan helped her to their bed. She fell onto the bed. Rick was not sure what was going on. Susan took him into the bathroom and splashed water on his face. She needed him awake to accomplish what she wanted. As he sat on the toilet, she went back to the bed. Mary was awake but confused. Susan told her. "Let me get you more comfortable."

Susan began undressing Mary. Mary wasn't helping much, but Susan managed to get her top and shorts off. Mary was now in her bra and panties. So far so good. Susan went back to the bathroom and started stripping Rick's clothes. She stripped him naked and helped him up. She led him to the bed and helped him lay down beside Mary. She then released Mary's bra and took her panties. They were both naked and aware of something.

Mary tried to cover herself. "What is this? What are we doing?"

It was then that Rick put his arm around Mary and spoke. "Susan, my love, I want you, now."

Susan leaned over and whispered into his ear, "You may have it, my dear."

Mary was trying to say she wasn't Susan, but he was on her. Susan went to the other side of the bed, and whispered into Mary's ear, "Go ahead and fuck him. You know you want to, and I want you to. It's okay. Fuck him."

Mary looked at her with cloudy eyes for a second, then kissed Rick. Susan got up and watched her handiwork as Rick was on top of Mary. It may not have been nice, and they were very sloppy, but Susan knew this was the only way their three-way would work. They were going to have to fuck each other some of the time. She just needed to break the ice. Susan headed for the other room as they began to fuck together.

Rick woke up the next morning to find he had a terrible hangover. Worse than that was when he looked over to find a naked Mary on his shoulder. He didn't remember any of that. As he was trying to understand, Mary woke up.

"What the hell is this?" She grabbed the sheets and covered herself. Just then, Susan came walking in.

"I see you guys are awake. How was that last night?"

Rick was confused. "How was what?"

Susan smiled. "Why, you fucking Mary, of course."

"I did what? Why would I do that?"

Susan was ready for this. "Why wouldn't you? She is beautiful, and she likes dicks more than pussies. If we are going to survive in these relationships, this had to happen."

Rick said, "You mean I fucked Mary last night."

"I mean you fucked the shit out of her last night."

Mary said, "I thought that was a dream."

"No, it was real, and pretty good for being as drunk as the two of you were."

Rick and Mary looked at each other. Mary pulled the sheets even closer to her.

Rick stood up and headed to the bathroom. "I am going to have to think about this."

Mary wrapped a sheet around her and headed to her room.

Susan sat on the bed. Well, the dye was cast now. They couldn't go back. Now, she just had to get them to fuck when they weren't drunk. That would seal the arrangement between the three of them. She waited for Rick to come out of the shower.

Rick finally came out of the bathroom. "That was not nice, what you did."

"Agreed, but it was necessary. Both of you wanted to do it, but you were trying so hard to be proper. I am as good with it as you were with me and her."

Rick sat on the bed quietly thinking. "That was still a lousy way to do it."

Mary came out of her room in the same sheet, carrying her clothes. "I need a shower."

Susan decided it was time to leave. "I'm going to the office. There is plenty to do. You two can come down when you wish."