La Belle Ile en Mere Pt. 08

"Right." Lillian nodded. These two weren't the kind of company she needed. She excused herself and left after barely touching the first course. She wasn't hungry. Constance was right. Lillian was lonely.

As Lillian walked down the long hall with its aquatic theme, she thought she saw something moving more than a hundred yards away. She stopped and peered, but the shadow quickly disappeared. It was probably a maintenance robot. She sighed and continued back to her room.

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"You what!?!" Kapnos was in her Delores form. She was lying naked on a bed in a room on the one-hundred-forty-ninth floor. George, also naked, sat next to her. She was pumping his cock with both hands while he told her what had happened with his mother. "She really removed her glove and held your hand?"

"She did." George smiled. He was playing with one of her fat, dark nipples. He had learned from Kapnos that different people had differing sensitivity in their erogenous zones. Delores's body loved nipple play, and with some practice, he was getting good at it.

"You certainly struck while the iron was hot. Now, do you trust my experience?" She leaned over and took his cock into her mouth.

"You were right... Nossy." George watched her glossy brown hair bounce as she gave him a robust blowjob. "And she says we can hold hands again... ugh... so long as... I stay away from you."

Kapnos lifted her lips off his dick with a pop. "Well then... we can't let her catch us. The first time was to our benefit. Twice would be... problematic." She turned around and presented him with her round ass. Reaching behind, she spread her cheeks to better show him her pussy. "We have less than thirty minutes left on our lunch break. Hurry and put it in. I want to feel close to you before we have to pretend that you're shutting me out."

"Was that too much this morning?" George had given Delores the cold shoulder whenever his mom was around. He wanted to make it as obvious as possible.

"It was good acting. I really thought you were mad at me." She spread her cheeks a little wider. "But I'm happy to play along now that I know the game. Maybe I'll weep where your mother can see me this afternoon. Now, put it..." Kapnos looked over her shoulder toward the door. "Someone just opened and closed the room next to ours. Did you hear it?"

"What?" George reached for her hips, but she leapt from the bed out of his grasp. "What are -?"

"Get under the sheets. Pretend you're napping." Kapnos dodged about the room, picking up her clothes, and then disappeared into the bathroom.

George quickly slipped under the sheets and put his head on the pillow. The door opened and his mother stepped in.

"There you are, sunshine. I thought you said you were going to lie down in room 5006?" She stepped into the room and looked around. She sniffed the air. "This is room 5011. I've been looking for you." Was that the scent of a woman's arousal? Her eyes narrowed. "What are you doing in here, George?"

"Nothing." George innocently smiled at her. He tried to look sleepy. "I was just napping."

There was a sound from the bathroom. Anna turned toward the closed door and straightened her bodice like she meant business. "Who's in there?" There was no reply from the bathroom. Anna glanced at her son and cocked an eyebrow threateningly.

"No one's in there, Mom." He watched her stalk across the room. "Wait..."

"If what I think is happening is happening it better not be, George." Anna put her hand on the door handle. "I'll be very, very disappointed in you."

George cringed as his mother opened the door.

"J'ai fini de ranger. J'espère que vous trouverez votre séjour agréable." A housekeeping robot ambled out of the bathroom. It paused, dusted the door handle, and walked past Anna. Before anyone could say anything else, it exited the room.

George's mouth hung open. He didn't know what to say.

"What on Earth?" Anna looked over at her son. He was on his back now, and his erection absurdly tented the sheet. "I don't understand. What's going on, George? Why was there a cleaning robot in there?"

He still didn't know what to say. "Beats me. Maybe Océane saw I was sleeping here and sent a robot to make sure the room was adequate."

"Océane, why was there a cleaning robot in the bathroom?" Anna turned her eyes to the arboreal mural on the ceiling.

"Ce n'était pas un robot de ménage. C'était l'invité le plus ancien. Je n'étais pas au courant que cet invité particulier était encore avec nous jusqu'à la récente réversion. Il semble que j'ai été programmé pour -" Océane stopped speaking when Anna cut her off.

"Never mind, Océane." Anna shook her head and looked back at George. "We have to solve the language barrier. It's difficult having a computer we can't understand."

"Yeah." George suddenly realized the Kapnos/robot had spoken French.

"What? You look like you thought of something." Anna eyed his tented sheet again.

"I might have thought of a way to translate. But it will take some time to work out the details." George sat up and almost uncovered himself before he remembered that he was naked and hard as a rock.

"I've interrupted your... um... much-needed private time twice today. I'm very sorry." Anna retreated to the door. "Finish up your... nap. And then meet us in the hall. Twenty minutes again?"

"Yes, Mom." George lay back in bed.

"I'm proud of you for controlling yourself. I saw the way you were avoiding Mrs. Salazar this morning." She couldn't bring herself to smile. Not while thinking about what he was about to do when she was on the other side of the door. But she did give him a proud nod. "Good work." She opened the door. "See you soon."

"Bye, Mom." George watched her go. What followed was an undeniably frustrating fap, knowing he had been so close to sex with Kapnos. Nevertheless, he managed to rub one out. He was dressed and out in the hall in the allotted twenty minutes, ready to search more of the hotel.