A Fast Break

"That smells heavenly," said Brynn while you put down plates. She was wiping her chin with a hand as she joined you at the kitchen counter. Peering over her shoulder you realised your aunt must have still been in her room. "She's resting," explained your colleague knowingly, seating herself in front of a plate. They had been gone for about 20 minutes... it must have been an intense 20 minutes. Obviously hungry Brynn was digging into the potato pancakes with aplomb. "These are really good!"

"My aunt's recipe," you said shrugging as you helped yourself to another piece. Breakfast was eaten in a comfortable silence punctuated by the occasional clink of cutlery. The silence stretched... and you found Brynn's expression changing as she finished off her last pancake.

"John..." she started, sounding rather grave. "About this... donor business..." There was a sigh. You had been wary and could guess what was coming. Brynn was looking at you with a flat expression and you raised your eyebrows curiously, cheeks full of potato. "This is only a temporary thing right?" she asked.

You swallowed, not sure how to answer her and feeling your erection get cool. "You're planning to find her another donor aren't you?" she followed up. Your silence wasn't incriminating but it did hang for too long and she sighed again. "I get that you're both consenting adults," Brynn continued, idly fiddling with the silverware on the table. "So what you two are doing is... I guess it's fine. But..."

The girl looked down at the empty plate, her lips twisted in thought. "I'm going to have to break it off with Leslie," she told you quietly.

"What? Because of me?" you said, guilt spearing through your chest.

"No... No... I... maybe?" she said, still not looking at you. "I'm actually transferring to Brighton's lab today." You blinked at her and tried to think through your heavy conscience. Doctor Brighton's facility was on the other side of the country. "They need my help on research into the serum. After they heard how successful my formula was on you," she explained before you could ask. "I really like Leslie," she admitted, finally meeting your pallid expression. "But I think... I need some time to think about... all of this."

"Why are you telling me, though?" you had to ask, your grip on the fork stinging your hand. "This is between you and my aunt." Which was true to a degree but it's not like you had nothing to do with it.

"Oh...uh..er... no I'll tell her. I just... I wanted to talk to you about it too," she said, though you weren't sure if that was really what she had planned to do until you brought it up. Her eyebrow twitched nervously and you crossed your arms.

"I don't know how she's going to take this," you said, more thinking aloud than trying to convince Brynn not to break things off.

"We only went on one date," she said, though you both fell to silence for a moment as the events of this morning came back to your memories. "But we do have to consider things... A cum addict's state of mind can be a delicate matter." You nodded but when you tried to picture your aunt breaking down and crying... somehow the image didn't seem to fit.

"You'll see in my research notes that she's been handling this whole thing pretty well," you said, starting give Brynn a bit of assurance to ease her own troubled mind. You could tell that she really did care for your aunt, and you couldn't blame her reticence. This aunt/nephew cum donor situation raising a red flag or two was understandable. Brynn reached her hand across the tabletop and held yours warmly.

"I still do feel like you're probably the best person to take care of her right now," she said, her touch making your erection pulse. "To look out for her. To do what's best?" There was intention to her words, but the way she was gently rubbing your hand with her thumb was distracting. You realised you were holding your breath when she finally let go.

"When are you leaving?" you asked her.

"I'll need to head out this afternoon," she said. "My flight's booked." You nodded and there was another pregnant pause.

"I'll still help you with the gel before I go," she added, scratching her nose in an almost bashful fashion. "I owe your aunt that much... And I think your bodily functions should normalize after today." You saw her lick her lips and felt yourself get harder. She had estimated you would be able to ejaculate again three hours after the last session, and hopefully the erection would go away afterwards like normal. Two hours to go.

After washing the dishes you and Brynn got into some in-depth data analysis. She huddled closely next to you as you showed her your collected readings on the laptop. The shop talk got so engrossing neither of you noticed your aunt returning from her extended nap until she slid her arms around Brynn's waist and peeked at what you too were concentrating on. She was still only in her open bathrobe.

"Did you tell him?" Leslie asked her date, head on her shoulders between you. Brynn shivered slightly from how intimately the woman had her body pressed against her. You frowned, for a moment thinking your aunt already knew about Brynn leaving but that wouldn't make sense.

"Tell me what?" You looked to Brynn who was now blushing furiously.