Accept it, and admit fault

"You're right." you say, and sigh. Eileen looks frustrated with this response, as if she expected a fight, not resignation.

"Nala already gave you the lecture. But I care too. No one becomes a nurse because of the money. So when we see someone put themselves in danger it's distressing. Especially when we gave them explicit advice." She sounds like she's holding back more.

"Just tell me this John. Why didn't you listen?"

You hesitate, but answer honestly.

"It's stupid. I wanted to impress Nala. I was told that annoying girls makes them like you."

Eileen looks at you incredulously. She bursts into laughter. "Seriously? You were risking your life to make a girl like you?" She pauses. "And that must mean, you like Nala? You just met her."

"I've met a lot of women for the first time lately, but I do like Nala. It's just a feeling, it sounds kind of stupid, but I want to be with her."

Eileen softens up. "No, I know how you feel. It's not stupid. We have feelings for a reason."

"So you think I should... pursue her?"

"Yeah. Officially, I would recommend against it. But as a person, I think you have to. And if she doesn't feel the same way, you have to accept it."

Eileen turns around, and begins to set up a tripod. You have no clue what she's doing until you remember.

"Oh right. So this would be the condom sex, right?"

"That's right." Eileen sounds happy. "I prefer this kind of treatment, because it gives me a chance to get off. Plus, I want to try out the biggest dick on the island."

The red dot on the camera glows. Eileen sits on the bed, and you notice a vibrator in her hand. "I just need to warm up first. Feel free to watch."

The vibrator buzzes. She squats, and places it against her vulva. For the first few minutes she doesn't seem to react, but then she begins to close her eyes, and look away from you. Is she still shy about who she orgasms in front of? She begins moaning, squealing as her right hand gently caresses her breast.

"You know, I could help out." She looks at you as if to say 'aww, how precious'.

"You're sweet to offer, but you're not in a health-" She interrupts herself by calling out "oh fuck", and gasping for air as she orgasms. The buzzing of the vibrator stops, and she takes deep breaths. "You're not in a healthy condition right now. Maybe another time." She lifts up your scrubs, revealing your erect cock.

"From me? How flattering." She grips it tightly with one hand, and puts the condom over the head of your penis. She pinches the tip, and rolls it down to the base. "I haven't taken a cock this big in a long time." She slowly inserts your cock, her face grimacing until she finally reaches the base. "Let's do this slowly. She starts to ride your cock, slightly faster each stroke.

You reach to lift up her uniform, but she pulls your hands away. "I'm not comfortable with showing that part of me" she says. You back off, and grab her legs, stroking them as she rides your cock.

"I bet you wish I was Nala" she says, smiling.

"To be honest, you're sexy as hell." she groans. Fucking you faster and faster. "I just wish I didn't have to wear a condom."

She speaks again, pausing to gasp or moan with pleasure. "Tomorrow, you'll get to fuck me without. I'll be able to feel your pulse on the inside."

You groan at that, and feel close to orgasm. "Cum for me John. Cum for me, please." she's begging, and you can't hold back any longer. You bust inside of the condom. And with a final groan, she gets off of you. She rests, breathing in and out deeply. "That was good." She pulls the condom off, and gives the head of your cock a kiss. "You'll make Nala very happy."

She climbs off of the bed, and pulls her panties up. She stops the video recorder. Then her tone changes, and she points at you.

"Remember. Listen to us. Respect us. Don't die of stupidity. Dinner will be here soon, and then you'll get your last fuck of the night."