Founders Ch. 54

It was time for Zach's prepared statement. "Khushi, Dr. Gupta, and I are very much in love. It's still early in our relationship. I ask that you give us the personal space to have a somewhat normal relationship. We are keeping the baby. The baby is very healthy. We look forward to raising our child together on Mars. I remain focused on the mission and on mitigating the health dangers faced by the crew. Thank you."

Khushi read her statement. "Zachary and I are very much in love. But I hate him too, because I have leaned what morning sickness is!" There was laughter from the press corps. "My body is changing, not entirely comfortably, and yet I'm so happy. I'm so happy to be carrying the child of this wonderful man. I'm so happy to be in love with this wonderful man. I feel so lucky he's in love with me! So far, the pregnancy is not affecting my work. All production pipelines on Mars are on or ahead of schedule. Raw materials are sufficient. We are running low on certain rare metals. Dr. Warren and Dr. Alexandre are confident that more will soon be unearthed. Unmarsed? That's all I have."

Pete Frankel said, "We are open for orderly questions. If you cause a disturbance, you will be summarily ejected. You've seen the security detail at the back of the room. We will not have any part of the mayhem we had last time. I will choose a reporter. You will have one question and one follow-up question. And so forth. Okay, you."

"Yes. Tally Wundaker, New York Journal. It's been rumored that the happy couple are living in separate households. Any comment on that?"

Frankel looked at Khushi. Khushi said, "It's true. I've been staying with Zach's protege Doctor Dean, the other doctor on our crew. Zach has been staying with most of the rest of the crew at Doctor Lincoln's compound. It's still early in our relationship. We don't want to rush things. We want to date and everything, be romantic." She said this last with a flourish and a big smile at Zach.

"Whatever the lady wants, the lady gets," said Zach simply.

"A follow-up question. Do you intend to take Pradesh Patanga up on his offer?" Mr. Patanga was an Indian multibillionaire. Having no children of his own, he had offered to throw an elaborate wedding in Mumbai for Zach and Khushi. Half the city would be employed at it, and the other half would attend, just about. Nobody would be turned away. The wedding would be elaborately livestreamed. It all sounded very over-the-top.

"We're considering Mr. Patanga's offer," said Khushi. Her parents wanted her to say yes and tie the knot with Zach definitively. In her mother's imagination, this would secure Khushi's victory over her rivals on the crew forever. Mrs. Gupta was highly focused on this issue. Khushi was understandably resisting the idea for all kinds of reasons.

"Whatever the lady is considering, I'm also considering," said Zach. This was shaping up to be an easy press conference for him.

"Mulby Onaster, Purple RSS. Mr. Carson, Doctor Carson, you've been seen in public with a number of your female crewmates. Any comment on that?"

"What exactly are you referring to?" asked Zach.

"There have been various suspicious comings and goings at the local Hilton Hotel according to anonymous sources there."

"Oh, well, that," said Zach. "You see, I was the least busy person on our crew. That's not a distinction I particularly want to publicize, by the way. Naturally, the duty of greeting the new members of our crew coming from foreign countries fell to me. We generally put them up at the Hilton Hotel. Now we'll have to use a different hotel, one with better security."

"What about the Stark Hotel? You were seen checking in there with your crewmate Colette Alexandre."

"Oh that?" said Zach. "Doctor Alexandre already had reservations made by her husband to stay at that hotel. That's why I took her there."

"But your name was on the reservation."

"Only one follow up question is allowed!" shouted Frankel futilely.

"That was a simple mistake. He just wanted the folks at the the hotel to be able to find the reservation."

"Enough!" shouted Frankel. "You."

"Missy Ulville, Appalachian Newsnight. What is this about a husband? Is Doctor Alexandre married?"

Frankel fielded this one. "It's my understanding that she is." There was a buzz in the press corps. "Her husband lives in Paris. He is sadly confined to an iron lung since childhood due to a rare case of polio. They have had a long distance relationship, as many couples do, for their entire marriage. They intend to continue this relationship when Doctor Alexandre is on Mars. We ask that you not badger this couple."

"A followup. What does Mr. Alexandre think of his wife going permanently to Mars?"

Frankel said, "Although he is sad that they'll be at a greater distance, he is extremely proud of his wife. He's very supportive of the mission."

"Ulalaby McKnight, Daily Alabaster. Doctor Carson. I've been speaking to my colleague here who has proof that you checked into the Stark Hotel with Doctor Alexandre. You both went up to her room."

Zach glared at the woman. "She invited me up for a drink, and of course I accepted. You don't refuse the offer of a drink from a French national. Not unless you want to be challenged to a duel or something." This garnered some polite chuckles. "After that, I left."

"Our sources say you didn't leave the hotel."

"Well I did leave the hotel shortly after 10:30 PM," said Zach. "Just because your sources didn't see it doesn't mean it didn't happen."

"Alred Bately, Blookenstone News. So Doctor Carson, you took her to dinner. You were seen leaving Mercutio's with her around a quarter to seven. What were you doing in her hotel room for three and a half hours? How do you think that looks?"

Zach thought, and then said, "Look. We talked, honest. We'd never met. We talked a lot about radioactivity. We've both done groundbreaking research in the area. I was curious about, among other things, her relationship with her husband. Wouldn't you be? She shared a letter from her husband with me. It was very sweet. I told her I hoped to be so much in love one day. Now I am, so lucky me. Isn't that what this press conference is about?"

"Do you think it's ethical to spend three and a half hours in a hotel room with somebody else's wife?"

"Look," said Zach. "We're not children. We don't need a chaperone. Think about this. There are ten eligible women on this mission. Why would I be the kind of idiot to go after the only happily married one? Do I look like that much of an idiot to you?"

"Really, ladies and gentlemen," said Frankel. "Is your curiosity about this particular tidbit sated? Can we move on to something more relevant? You."

"Atlantia Lubosk, Gravitone Services. Doctor Gupta, on the night you arrived in Houston, you were seen at a known lesbian hangout with one of your crewmates Ayana Dean, a suspected lesbian. You were seen kissing. We have images. Will you put these up?" The pictures indeed showed Ayana and Khushi going for it. Some images showed friendly pecks. Some of them looked like a full face-mashing frenzy.

"Wait just a damn minute," Frankel broke in. "First of all, a lot of women friends visit the Hightone Club. It's one of the few night spots in Houston where a pretty woman doesn't have to fend off a constant stream of men. My wife goes there with her friends regularly, for gosh sakes! And these two women are knockouts, I think you'd all agree. Of course they went there."

"What about the kissing, then?"

Khushi answered. "Zach had other matters to attend to that evening. He called his colleague and our crewmate Doctor Dean to show me around town. Now, I was concerned about what had just happened between myself and Zach. Ayana is a good friend of his. I was begging her, 'Is he really serious?' 'Does he really like me?' She assured me that Zach is not a frivolous man, which he is not. We both got very stoned on marijuana wafers. I'm allergic to alcohol. Thankfully, because I didn't know I was already pregnant. As I said, we were both very stoned, and I was still... uh... very worked up from earlier in the evening. I felt like she was a kind of proxy for Zach, who couldn't be there. We kissed friendly kissing, yes. But not the disgusting thing like you say. Don't women kiss in America? What is wrong with you people?"

"Next question," said Frankel.

"Olotty Manarfet, All Worldwide. Doctor Carson, what do think of your sweetheart's hot makeout session with your colleague?"

Zach answered, "Could I get copies of those images?" That got a laugh. "But seriously, and Khushi knows this, I've had a huge crush on Ayana for years. I thought I was very circumspect about it, but it turns out everybody knew. I was so embarrassed when I found that out! Now, Khushi and Ayana are great friends. But I regret to report, gentlemen, that it's not going to happen. I know both of these women. I'm very sad about it, but there's no chance, believe me. Okay?"

"Follow up. Doctor Carson, have YOU ever kissed Doctor Dean?"

Zach responded, "Frankly, I did once, at a party. We were both very stoned on marijuana wafers. I started to kiss her, and she burst out laughing and fell on her ass." Laughter from the press. "And that was the end of that. Frankly, I don't think I'm in her league. I'm not sure anyone is in her league. That's for her to decide."

"Alain Hooten, GerBuBu. Doctor Carson, the world still needs to know. Isn't it the knockers?"

"Not mostly," answered Zach.

"Is it that she's the best in bed?"

"As far as I know," said Zach. "But it's not that either. It's that she's adorable."

"All right," said Frankel, "you've wasted all your questions. I hope you're happy with yourselves. This press conference is over."

Zach and Khushi talked backstage. He said, "So I'll see you at Ayana's later."

"Yes," said Khushi. "There is a kind of easing between us. We agree to disagree for now. It will do for now."

Zach brought a nude Anming and Colette on leashes to Ayana's house later. Khushi ushered them in. It was the same setup as before. Khushi would encourage, distract, and stimulate Ayana in the front. Behind the curtain in the back, Colette would be paid to make sure that both Ayana and Zach were ready for breeding. She would do her best to have the insemination be successful, including a mutual orgasm. Anming decided to observe, saying "Zach told me about it, and I was intrigued."

Ayana had been at the marijuana wafers for hours. She was asleep. Khushi woke her up with a kiss. "Wha?" Ayana said as she roused.

"Sweetie, look who's here. It's Colette," said Khushi.

"Colette! You magnificent slut! Whore! I want to buy you!" a very stoned Ayana enthused. "Come push your cunt in my face! I want to smell you! Chop chop!" Colette got into position to do exactly that, figuring it wouldn't hurt. Zach gave her a thumbs up.

"We have Anming visiting too, darling," said Khushi.

"Anming! Babe! You've come for the good stuff, eh! I'll give you some sugar! Let me give you a little sugar!"

"Thanks, I'll just watch," said Anming meekly.

"Ohh!" whimpered Ayana, "Don't be that way! Khushi can show you her tits! Khushi! Hit her with your milkers! Knock some sense into her!" Colette pulled her vulva away from Ayana. "Aw! Don't go!" said Ayana. Khushi kissed her deeply to distract her.

As before, Ayana was on her knees and tummy. There was a curtain at her waist so that she wouldn't catch a glimpse of Zach. Colette licked and sucked Ayana's vulva and anus from behind. Ayana had four orgasms in ever quicker succession. Ayana was out of her mind with pleasure and completely out of it mentally. Zach, carefully prepared by Colette, pushed firmly into Ayana's twisting slippery snatch. Colette grabbed around Zach with her hands and grabbed Ayana's butt cheeks tightly.

Zach pummeled away as Colette held Ayana's ass tightly in place for the onslaught. Ayana screeched and climaxed quickly. As he continued to work to try to get close, she climaxed a second time. At her third orgasm, stronger than the first two, he was still struggling to reach readiness to ejaculate. Even though his head was somehow not right, Ayana's rapturous female sleeve compelled him against all other feeling. She orgasmed a fourth time with a loud shrill roar. He joined her with his own unabashed roar and ejaculated forcefully into her. Khushi and Colette held Ayana down as she thrashed with revulsion, understanding as she felt his semen fill her hotly. He held his thrust and ejected one, two, three, four powerful squirts against the quivering back wall of her vagina. His semen filled her with great pressure as her cervix spasmed in orgasm. Her cervix helplessly performed its duty and kissed his throbbing shaft repeatedly, sucking and gulping up his surging batter. All went quiet. It was done.

Zach withdrew. He quickly and silently retired to the other room to dress. Anming went with him. "You struggled, my husband. I knew how close Colette had made you. Yet you struggled."

"It was hard for me to get into the perverse edge of it this time or something," said Zach. "I kept feeling that my dick was in an unwanted place. It was baseless, because after all, she orgasmed four times while I fucked her. I don't know. My head was not right this time. I'll have to work on that. Maybe talk offline, low key about it to Ayana. Apologize? At least confess my feeling of, I guess, guilt, even though we all want it to happen."

"Only a thoughtful, virtuous man would be concerned with such things, my husband," said Anming. "Continue doing the admirable thing as I know you will." She kissed him gently. They had a more lingering kiss. He couldn't wait to give Anming a baby. It would be bliss. Their child together would be perfect.

It was time for all of them to show up at the Hightone Club. Aanya must wash away her troubles. Anming wore her summer dress, and Colette wore something similar. Zach wore the comfortable button down shirt and slacks he had on. Khushi and Ayana wore their matching sexy navy knit dresses. It was challenging to get the limp, staggering, giggling Ayana into her dress. It was especially hard with semen repeatedly leaking out and soaking Ayana's panties. They left for the party in two cars. Khushi drove Ayana. Colette went with them to help Khushi drag the extremely unsteady Ayana into the club. Zach drove Anming in his car.

The Hightone Club had a policy of not admitting single men. Considering Zach had several women to vouch for him, the door minders let him in with a stern warning to not disturb other patrons. Ayana was known to the door minders. They let her in on the condition everyone swore she would not ingest any more intoxicants.

It was a fun evening. Zach and Khushi sat next to each other in case reporters were watching. Ayana sat at Khushi's other hand, stoned out of her gourd. Michaela goaded Anming into joining her and Aanya in three vodka toasts. It became obvious Anming was allergic to alcohol after the first shot. Her face went beet red and she got very silly. After three shots, she kissed everyone she could grab. She did it passionately with a lot of tongue and great relish. Many happy women at nearby tables were also beneficiaries. Anming quickly became extremely popular. She had many dance partners throughout the evening. Things happened out on the dance floor during the slow dances, by the look of it. She was carried around on three women's shoulders for a time.

It was still an early evening. Zach, Anming, and Colette arrived at Colby's house by 11 PM. Anming was still beet red and drunk as a skunk. She turned in immediately. Zach turned in with her. Colette prepared her anus and turned in as well. It was a good thing, because Zach awakened hard and urgent around midnight. Colette was the only woman in the bed. She managed to have him attack her pucker. Though the ride was enjoyable for her, he ejaculated quickly and fell back asleep. She was content. She greatly relished Zach being Zach with no artifice.

Colby and the rest of the household arrived home around 1 AM. Zach was erect. Berte grabbed him first. With great relish, she coaxed him to mount her. Soon she was screaming, "Smash my fucking pillars, Zach! Despoil my temple! Bash my pregnant cunt! Oh I'm ready for you sweetheart! Oh yeah, spill your creamy pearls deeply! AAAAAUGH!" She woke up Colette, who smiled. Anming quietly snored through it.

Colleen and Aanya joined Berte and Colette next to Zach. Anming was curled up on the floor. Colby was sleeping in the blue bedroom. She was next morning's insemination queen. He awakened at 2 AM and took Colleen, who had been arranged next to him in the wives' usual orderly fashion. They had long luxurious enjoyable closeness together with lots of whispering. He awoke again at 3 AM and Aanya was there. He pinioned her and pulled her hair back hard. He fucked her as roughly as he could manage. He choked her right at the end. He had been inspired by her earlier description. She loved every instant of it and vibrated and squealed with orgasms throughout. All the wives were getting used to Zach's hourly mayhem. Aanya fell back asleep, content in Zach's arms.

Colby woke Zach up at 4 AM and took him to the blue room. "I spoke with Colleen about taking a retreat with you and the wives. I think we can do it starting August 10th. She can't come, but Aanya can come. Berte can come and wants alone time with you, too."

"That's great news, darling," Zach said sleepily.

Colby continued, "Anming can definitely come. In fact, she's very much looking forward to it. She thinks the quiet mountains will inspire her to make a breakthrough in her theory. She's so happy, Zach. It almost makes me want to let you drag me around naked on a dog leash. Almost."

Hmm, that would be funny," Zach said sleepily. "I think you would be very yappy. You would chase too many squirrels."

"You're pretty much asleep, aren't you?" said Colby.

"Mhm," said Zach. They slept until dawn, when he woke urgent and took Colby. She was pensive underneath him. Physically, it was better than ever for her. She came and came with yowl after wet shrieking yowl. He was sleepy but quite vigorous enough. His dick was just so big and thick and his body crushed her down so satisfyingly. He put a big hot wet load deep into her that woke her up like coffee. She wandered her house for a few hours, thinking about her future. She came back to bed, drawn by the intense physical pleasure she was experiencing under him. Surely it was more than enough for now. As Zach had pointed out, their story together was just beginning. Laying underneath him again, spread and crushed excruciatingly, he pleasured her to immeasurable heights. Afterwards, his semen was everywhere. He drifted off to sleep. She returned to the kitchen a bit bowlegged. She couldn't resist the intense wet nasty extremes of pleasure he forced into her. She couldn't live with the wrenching emptiness that now always followed in its wake.

(To be continued)