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Chapter 114 by airwreck airwreck

What happened next?

Chatting while cuddling.

Hane cuddled against Jonathan with a big satisfied smile on her face while they rested in the afterglow of sex.

Jonathan stared up at the ceiling.

"What's wrong?" she asked. "You're not already regretting that we had sex, I hope?"

"Nothing's wrong and I have no regrets," he replied, turning to smile at her.

"Good!" she giggled and gave him a kiss.

"I was just wondering if I should write in my journal of my... um, experiences with you and the triplets?"

Hane paused to think about the question, not having thought about the implications of officially logging details of any personal and intimate relationships between crew members. "At first I didn't think you should need to but — even not being a psychologist — I think that having sex with your colleagues will affect your long-term relationship with them."

"So I should?"

"Not in minute detail of what we did..." she giggled.

"Of course..."

"Besides, only Lauren and I will read the logs," she noted.

"That's not really physician-patient privilege though..."

"We don't want to ruin anyone's trust in us if we break that confidentiality."

"What will Lauren think about what happened here tonight?" Jonathan wondered.

"Professionally? She'll make a note of it," Hane replied, turning to look up at the ceiling. "Personally? I think she may be disappointed."

"Yeah, I wouldn't blame her," Jonathan sighed. "I had sex with four women on our first day on the project..."

"I was referring to me, silly!" Hane laughed. "I'm suppose to be the co-project lead and I took advantage of you to have sex when you're tired from lack of sleep!"

"I'm not tired."

"But I'm your superior..."

"It was consensual, Hane..."

She stared at him and smiled. "Thank you, Jon, for being a gentleman and an amazing lover."

"Lover?" He was taken aback by her use of the word.

"I mean I'm hoping we're just more than colleagues," she blushed, "and more than friends..."

"We'll see," he smiled.

"I should go..." she whispered, giving him a quick kiss.

"You can stay," he said, "if you want..."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not tired yet," he grinned.

She glanced down to see his semi-erect cock twitch in anticipation. Who am I to say no to more orgasms? she thought and slid on top of him.

What happened next?

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