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Chapter 11
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takacube
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Three's a crowd
The first knock you barely noticed, it was that soft.
The second one, well, you were sure now that it wasn't a figment of your imagination. Who the hell would be knocking on your door at 1:30 in the morning, in the middle of a downpour, that was beyond you. It was also beyond you to see how the hell you could be expected to help cure the world's second most prevalent disease with the constant interruptions.
Still, a third time was too much and out of politeness, you walked to the front and pressed the video call button. "Yes?"
"I-It's me..."
You looked a bit stunned as you opened the door and you came face to face with her. She was dripping from head to toe and she clutched an oversized bag with a suitcase behind her. "Listen..."
You looked at her for a brief moment before you stepped aside and gestured for her to come in. She paused at the implication but before she could change her mind, stepped forward and into your house. It had been a week since you left her on the main boardroom floor at work and she had called in sick for the next 5 days. Your team was in a lurch, that was not something you would normally let go, but you suspected she had her reasons and decided not to push it until she brought it up herself. In the meantime, you got a towel from the closet and pulled out one of your old work shirts and came out to the living room. "Here, you can change in there," you indicated, pointing to the bathroom before you took her bags and carried them up the stairs to the second landing.
A few minutes later, you came back down and she reappeared, timidly shuffling at the cuffs to your shirt and looking a bit warmer and more rested for the moment. "Better?"
Samantha looked down at her hands. "I'm a Level 4A...my donor failed me 5 days ago. I've been trying to figure out how to take care of it my self but..."
You rolled your eyes and shook your head. "When will you people learn that you NEED TO GET CUM every day?!?!"
She said nothing as you took her hand and checked her pulse, then did a cursory inspection of her neck, before you sighed and looked at her. "How do you take it?" She seemed a little lost and you picked up the cup in your hand and shook it sarcastically. "You drink it?"
"Oh..." she blushed and shook her head. "I usually just pipe it..."
"Pipe?" You sighed again and looked at the clock on the wall, figuring that there was no chance in hell you would be getting work done any more, and slowly you took her hand and turned her around, leading her to the office and closed the door behind the two of you. "Samantha, you trust me?"
She paused, knowing what you were doing. "Yes."
"I'm clean, I've been clean, and I'm immune. Do you understand what that means?"
She nodded again, feeling the first effects of shock coming on. "L-Listen..."
You picked up on that and immediately turned her around and undid your pants. "Drop your panties."
Samantha would've, should've, argued against it but the headaches and sudden lust washing over her caused her to immediately drop them to her ankles. "We can't do it here, not with your father upstairs..."
"Kayla." Before she could say anything further, you pushed your cock into her pussy and she let out a moan and dropped face first into the couch. You didn't have time to make it pleasurable to any degree but you suspected that her body was too far gone to really care, a cock was a cock, and yours was perhaps the best she had ever had up in there. You pounded away, working towards a quick release, and soon she was panting and reduced to drooling as you came in her fast and hard. The first two loads caused her to scream into the pillow while the third and fourth made her shake uncontrollably. The last shot made her whimper before she smiled, her body satisfied, and you tossed her a blanket before turning off the light.
"I thought I heard something..." Kayla whispered from the master bedroom. You looked at your father for a moment and then shook your head.
"I'll explain later on. Go back to sleep."
Kayla stifled a yawn and then nodded. "Okay, it's your fuckshow..."
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