Chapter Two
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Marie woke up before Jarod, noticing a strange smell in the air. Assuming that the odor was from the drying sex on their bodies, she gently rolled off the bed and padded to the bathroom to shower. The shower worked somewhat, but there was a faint trace of the smell that got stronger when she returned to the bedroom. Jarod was just waking himself, apparently, based on the wrinkling of his nose, noticing the smell too.
"You look very lovely," he said, as he sat up in the bed.
"Thank. You look pretty good yourself. Why don't you take a shower and I'll get the bedding in the wash. Where is your washer, by the way?"
"Opposite side of the house, through the living room. You don't have to do my laundry you know."
"I don't mind, and I know you can smell it too. Sooner the better. Go. Shower."
Jarod, knowing when not to argue, raised his hand in defeat. "Okay. You're right. It is a little rank in here. What do you want for breakfast?"
"I'm partial to pancakes."
"How about Linda's?"
"That works."
Jarod took his shower. While he did, he noticed a stirring of arousal, his cock becoming semi-rigid. A smile crossed his face as he remembered the previous night. He knew sex was supposed to be good, but no amount of masturbating had prepared him for just how great it had been. He was looking forward to conducting an 'experiment' as to whether the second time was better.
When he came out, the smell was almost gone. He opened the window to let the room air out. In the living room, Marie had redressed in her clothes from the previous night.
"Can we go by my place? I need to get some clean clothes."
"Sure." He hesitated, unsure if he should ask. "Do you...?"
"Do I want to leave a change here? That would be nice. I'd like to come here again sometime. Soon maybe?"
"I'd like that."
They left, and he drove her to her apartment, waiting while she quickly changed. She came back out with a small overnight bag she had packed with two changes of clothes and some spare toiletries and makeup. She was feeling euphoric. He liked her! He wanted her back! Even better, he cared about her in bed. Her first had only been interested in himself. Jarod had been truly remorseful at cumming so fast.
Both were floating on cloud nine, not aware of the odor that was simmering in the car. In Linda's Café, the tantalizing aromas of eggs, waffles, sausage and other delicious breakfast foods overwhelmed the odor that had been hovering below the surface of their awareness.
What did not go unnoticed was the increased levels of desire each was feeling. Marie's nipples were hardening and her pussy was getting damp. Jarod's cock was hard again. While he was emotionally attached to Marie, he was also noticing just how sexy the other women were in the café. He did not think much about it at the time. Marie also noticed the attractiveness of the other men in the café. She was more concerned. She believed she was in love with Jarod. How could she be noticing other guys so much when he was right in front of her. She tried to put it out of her mind.
"So, Jarod. Do you want to get together tonight?"
"Yeah. It'll have to be after I spend some time in the environmental lab. I scheduled some time to examine some growth on the meteorite I found a couple of nights ago."
"You found a meteorite? That's cool. What type was it?" Marie was not feigning interest. Her father had been a maintenance technician on the space shuttle, and she had developed an interest in all things space.
"I'm not sure. I was pleasantly distracted last night. I can only schedule lab time about once a week. It takes too much of their time if I do it more often. It was weird, though. The meteorite was hollow and some of the growth was on the inside."
"Do you think it might have been some alien life form?"
"I suppose it's possible. Unlikely though. It will have been in a vacuum for who knows how long and then subject to 1000's of degrees of heat. More likely, something got into it after it impacted through microscopic pores of some sort. I just want to know what it is."
"So, when do you think you'll be done?"
"It will probably be three or four hours. How about I pick you up around 9 tonight?"
"I'd love that. I'll see you around 9. We should get to work."
It was 9:30 when they left. Work went as it normally does at a video rental store on a Friday. Lots of people, new releases, loud kids. They were uses to it. They had little chance to interact with each other over the eight hours. After work, they went their separate ways until the night. Jarod went to his house and picked up his samples of the growths that he had put in the vials. He drove to the lab and, using his key, went in. Jarod was not a professional scientist, but only because his people skills were poor enough to keep him from getting a job (his encyclopedic knowledge of everything scifi and fantasy overcame that problem at Blockbuster).
Jarod started with microscopic analysis. At first, he was unsure just what he was looking at. The outer growth, from a macroscopic perspective, was a plant life material. Yet, under the microscope, there was no cell wall that was normal for plant cells. There was also no chlorophyll. Where did the green come from? The inner growth showed similar characteristics, but was different. The cells were different, in shape, but had the same anomalies.
He move to a mass spectrometer. This test revealed even more strangeness. There was significant copper in the material, quite possibly accounting for the green coloration. The actual elemental analysis showed mixtures that made no sense. All the elements of life were present, but in combinations that were just wrong. He double checked his memory on the internet. He was right. No earthly living matter had that arrangement of elements in it.
Jarod was feeling excitement, a different type of excitement. He was beginning to suspect that he had an alien life form of some sort. The problem was, these 'cells' did not act like they were alive. It could, of course, be that they were dead cells, killed by the harsh environment of space. But, they looked like they should be alive. It was while he was contemplating this problem, that he noticed it.
There was something on the far edge of one of the slides. Carefully moving the slide over, he saw some kind of... spore? It had all the qualities you would expect from a spore. Not only that, there were two distinct types. Two spores. He looked around. The lab was sealed, the windows closed. The AC was off. These spores had to come from his samples, as he had used fresh slides, straight from the box.
Knowing that spores normally remain inert until a worthwhile environment presents itself, he added a drop of water to the spores. He watched in fascination as the two different spores combined with one another and became something new. It was a single celled organism, clearly an animal organism. In a matter of 15 minutes, he had a colony of bacteria, or some such thing, on his slide. Fortunately, the microscope he had chosen had an integral digital camera. He snapped some photos, downloaded them to his laptop and then destroyed the slide and sample.
Then, to test his theory, he put samples of both growths on another slide, put it under the lens and poked them with a scalpel. He saw little poofs and more spores clouded his vision briefly, before settling on the slide in and amongst the growths.
"My God," he thought to himself. "Bacterial spores." He vaguely remembered hearing of it, but never of any bacteria that needed two separate spores to reconstitute itself. "This is definitely alien, or at least a totally new lifeform."
When he pulled the slide out, he noticed that there were spores on the surface of the light for the microscope. He sat back, a worried look on his face. "That's pretty far. I wonder how far they spread their spores?" In his mind's eye, he saw himself scraping the growths in his house. "Did I inhale any?" he wondered.
Jarod noticed the clock. 8:30. He had promised to pick up Marie in half an hour. He cleaned up, wiping down all the surfaces with disinfectant. As he did, he noticed just how aroused he was. His cock was rock hard, leaking small amounts of fluid. He was glad that his DVR was set to record his programs.
Marie had a much rougher evening. Her discomfort at experiencing desire for guys other than Jarod made her more aware of it as it happened (Jarod had blithely ignored those feelings). Her choice of clothes did not help any. Her bra and blouse were both sheer, partly to combat the heat of the day, and partly to show herself to Jarod. The result was that her erect nipples were visible to everyone all day. While her moist pussy wasn't, she imagined that the aroma of her sex was.
Truth be told, many did notice, but had attributed it to her recent dalliance with Jarod (Yes, everyone knew she spent the night at his place, making all the usual assumptions—small towns). By the end of the shift, she had realized that her horniness and need increased in an inverse proportion to the distance she was from a man. A couple of times toward the end of her shift, she had to exert tremendous self control to keep her hands to herself when passing a man in the store.
By the time she got home, she was a wreck. Her body felt like Jarod had been caressing it for hours. Her skin was flushed, her pussy wet and her nipples painfully erect. The small of her back tingled, wanting someone to caress it. She made it as far as her recliner. Plopping down in a very unlady like way, she lifted her skirt to her waist and ran her fingers across her pussy lips, just barely touching.
A groan escaped her mouth as tingles of pleasure radiated from her pussy. She did it again, sending another wave on the heels of the first. It was like little bolts of electricity zapping out and jerking her body. Her juices were leaking onto the seat of the chair and coating her hand. Unable to resist, she inserted a couple of fingers into her cunt and started to fuck herself, moaning and groaning. He shuddered on the recliner like a woman being shocked over and over again, as waves of pleasure jolted her again and again. She had lost control, screaming as she fucked herself with one hand, the other rubbing her clit. Her orgasm hit her, her back arching, muscles tensing almost to the breaking point, her scream reaching out to the nearby apartments.
As she came down, she caressed her pussy lips gently, reveling in the little pulses of pleasure that oozed out of her pussy. She let herself relax in the afterglow, smiling a silly grin. Too bad about the knock at the door.
