Reed Richards is Monitoring the Experiment Closely

Sue Storm and the dark-skinned woman left the restaurant. Reed Richards watched through the drone. Facial recognition ran. Nairobi Abebe. 21. Student at New York University. Junior. Physical therapy major, minors in business and psychology. Juvenile record sealed; arrested twice at nineteen for solicitation, possession of marijuana. Masseuse at SENSUAL. Webcam model under the name WetBlackPussayLicker. Social media suggesting a number of casual sexual relationships with women, but listed her sexuality as bisexual. Politically progressive.

It was just data. Yet what caught Reed's attention was Sue's smile. The blush on her cheeks as she held hands with the younger woman in public. Nervous, excited...

The drone continued to follow them. Almost absently, Reed hacked Nairobi's home laptop, installing additional security software, tracking devices. He briefly tested her webcam and microphone. It was within sight of her bed. That was where she made her videos. Satisfied, he hacked her phone next, installing a discreet geotracker and call-logger. There were messages there. He scrolled through them as Sue and Nairobi walked through the crowded Manhattan streets, chatting.

There were messages there. Reed cross-referenced them. Some were sexually explicit. He focused on those. None within the last six weeks. Old girlfriends, her contact at the escort agency. The messages with Sue were all within the last two weeks.

A young man on the street with a laserpointer blinded the drone; it immediately climbed, but the camera was momentarily useless. Reed shifted to the nearest security cameras, using the geo-tracker on Nairobi's phone to triangulate.

They had arrived at Nairobi's apartment.

Reed switched to her laptop camera. Pulse pounding. His arm stretched out to lock the door of the lab.

This experiment demanded all of his attention. No interruptions. Almost absently, he set the camera to record.

They came into view. Kissing. Clothes came off. Sue was older, eager, but nervous; but Nairobi moved with more confidence, she had more experience in this. Drew the blonde woman's head down to her breasts, to lick the dark nipples.

Reed watched. He hadn't felt any interest in having sex with anyone but his wife. Yet Sue...Sue's pleasure was real. Not faked, not mind control. She shivered as the dark hands **** her head lower. A young neck was exposed, biting her lower lip as his wife's mouth found the younger woman's pussy.