Week 2, Day 2 – Jill’s New Boyfriend

Things were going splendidly at the Fallout Shelter. Mrs. Thompson was taking care of the hydroponic garden and farms. Tracy who loved animals spent time with the chicken and fishes, feeding and tending them, incubating new chicks just yesterday. Tracy did, however, squirm when I told her to toss away the male chicks and showed her how to check the sex. Jill was setting up an inventory system for the shelter, cataloging and accounting for all of our assets and supplies.

“All the skids of water are accounted for Adam, not a bottle out of place,” Jill said handing me the inventory sheet and kissing me on the cheek. “You have so much water, I thought we were on top of a water source?”

“Yeah we are, but it’s for an emergency situation in case our water goes bad or the pipes don’t work. Jill, you remember to lock up the water storage, right?”

Jill nodded, looking confused.

“Okay, just remember it’s between you and me all right? I know some people can only drink out of bottles so I don’t want them wasting water if we still have running taps” I said.

“Got it, partner,” she said with a smile. I kissed her back.

I would spend most of my time running checks over all the shelter’s systems and equipment and doors. To pass the time, besides having sex, I taught them all how to play dungeons and dragons and other traditional games I brought out of storage, though Mr. Johnson would never join us. We had a book club and from the small library in the Fallout Shelter, teeming with books I’ve never read that I bought before AP (date of the breakout) wholesale from libraries with overstock.

Throughout all this, Jill and I got close. Jill was in the real world, completely out of my league. She had blonde hair and a small face and sleek figure, unlike her sister or mother. Jill was a diaphanous goddess more or less, with an effortless, easy-going attitude and youthful suppleness and charm. I never talked much to Tracy or Cadence, Mrs. Johnson, about myself before AP and Jill was the only one I could really connect with on a spiritual and emotional level.

We were lying on the bed. I was exchanging tongues with Jill. We were in a long deep kiss. I had my hands massaging the side of her body and breasts while she had her hands on my shoulder. I should also mention before it gets too sappy or you get the wrong idea that to bottom of me, Tracy had her mouth on my cock during our make-out session all the while her mother, Mrs. Johnson, had her tongue somewhere between my ballsack and taint. I kept my focus mainly on Jill and her tongue while Tracy and her tongue slide up and down my shaft and Mrs. Johnson was somewhere in my nether region lapping.

Mr. Johnson then came in and then looked a bit shocked. I eyed him.

“Jill, why are you making out with Adam?”

I stopped. Jill looked flustered.

“Adam?” Mr. Johnson looked at me. Tracy had now switched places with Mrs. Johnson, Tracy now sucking my balls and Mrs. Johnson working on the shaft.

“Dad, me and Adam are sort of seeing each other,” Jill said shyly. “He’s my boyfriend.”

“Jill, that’s not a good idea.” Mr. Johnson said.

I reached over to Jill and ran my hands down her chest and towards her cunt, my fingers exploring her clit and rubbing against her. If you can recall, none of the Johnson women were wearing underwear or pants anymore.

Tracy let go of one my balls in her mouth and said, “Dad, she’s not your little girl anymore. She’s an adult and can make her own decisions.”

“Honey, I just think it’s a bad idea. Adam is like our landlord. It’s… not right. You know the starting quarterback this year just broke up with his girlfriend, right?” Mr. Johnson said.

Jill was panting loudly at this point. Her chest was heaving while I was fingering her.

“Cadence, back me up on this one.” Mr. Johnson looked at his wife currently with my dick poking the side of her mouth.

Mrs. Johnson withdrew her mouth from my cock. A stream of wet fluid of her and Tracy’s saliva and my precum dangled from her chin to my cock. “Todd, have you not had a look outside lately? The starting quarterback might be undead or some raider’s sex **** at this point who knows. Adam is a nice boy, and he’s loaded. Look at this place.”

Mrs. Johnson resumed sucking. Tracy had gone up, and the two of them had nuzzling one side each of my cock shaft, one of the left and one on the right.,

“Mr. Johnson,” I said, trying to get it out. “I have to apologize for not coming to you with it earlier but yes. Jill and I are a thing, and we’re both pretty serious about it.”

“Jill, I want what’s best for you. Adam might be nice, but he’s the only fish in here. There’s plenty of fish out there.”

Most of them were zombies, I thought. I ought to be angrier at Mr. Johnson but the lips and tongues of Tracy and Mrs. Johnson kind of kept me mellow. Truthfully I didn’t give a damn if Mr. Johnson gave his permission or not. Jill’s body and hips were jerking on my hand. She gritted her teeth, and her eyes rolled. Her hips were frantically shaking for a few seconds as she was screaming yes and then let out a deep breath.

Jill composed herself, and I let my hand go of her, and she stood up and said, “Daddy. If you trust me and love me, respect my decision.”

Mr. Johnson sighed and said, “All right, just doing my due diligence it’s all. Adam, if you hurt her, I’m going to kill you okay?”

I gave him a thumbs up and squirted my load, Tracy and Mrs. Johnson fighting between them for it.

Mr. Johnson waved his hands and left the room. These women are going to kill me. I thought as I collapse back into the mattress, the life **** sapped out of me as Jill joined her mother and sister in cleaning the aftermath.