The Bunker Project Ch. 04

His starting twelve didn't seem too bad. At least the first two families went fairly quick. One family was headed by a carpenter and the other family was a headed by an investment banker. His only other group was another investor and his family. Like the others they had been pre-screened and the interview process was a breeze.

Unlike the first investor Jeff Carlson, who had always been an absolute creep, this investor Paul had gotten along with rather nicely. It wasn't that Michael Grant wasn't without his flaws but at least he was a decent person, something he couldn't say about Mr. Carlson. Jeff had brought along his daughter Chelsea, who at twenty two had just finished up college and would have been in search of her first job in the real world had she not been brought to the bunker.

Paul had only met her once before and didn't really know much about her other than she was really into video games. Jeff's other daughter Ashley who now went by Ashley Tucker was also joining them along with her husband Ben. Paul had never met Ashley before since she had already been moved out by the time Paul had met Jeff for the first time.

What struck Paul as odd was the age gap between Ashley and her husband. Where Ashley was twenty nine, her husband was forty one. That put him only seven years younger than Ashley's own father. They seemed to get along though, which is better than he could say about some of the couples he checked in. Paul finds out that like her sister Ashley in big into gaming but only for her its board games instead of the video game variety. In fact she had even started her own game company and published a few table top games that had sold quite nicely.

As Paul showed the family around, he couldn't help but sense that Chelsea had been attempting to flirt with him but failing quite poorly at it. It didn't hurt that he himself was also a gamer and understood each of the different references she would make in the conversation. While not quite to her level but he still liked to play none the less. Looking her over, she was an attractive girl. She was pretty petite at just barely over five feet and her small breasts barely showed on her chest but Paul loved her energy and the fact she was happy to embrace her nerdiness without a care of anyone looking down on her for it.

Answering his phone, Paul listened and then responded with a reply of 'sure thing' before hanging up. He would need to cut the Grant family's tour short, Explaining how to get to their new home and guiding them to the arcade made up for it though.

As he walked away he could have sworn he saw Chelsea staring at him still but he just shook it from his mind. Erica had called and had fallen behind with all the people she had and wanted Paul to take on the ones and twos of the group to help her get everyone finished in a timely manner. It was something they already agreed upon so he was more than happy to help her out.

There were three people he would need to check in. Two women and one man, one of the women would go last as she had been pre-screened in as well. Deciding to always be the gentleman, he put the woman first. Danielle Chipman wasn't what Paul was hoping to see that day. He wanted to do everything he could to behave himself but yet here was another very attractive chubby woman to entice his eyes. Going over her file he saw that she was twenty seven and from Canada.

She had been a nurse but had quit to pursue her real passion of cooking. It was almost as if she could sense his attraction to her because any time he would look at her she would blush or smile at him and then look away to avoid making eye contact with him as well. Pushing his feelings aside he gets her situated in her room practically sprinting out of there to avoid losing control and having sex with another resident.

The next guy he checked in; Paul paid little attention to as his mind was still on Danielle as he went over the details of the bunker then finally finishing things up asking the man if he had any questions. The man seemed decent enough and didn't say anything about Paul being distracted. The only question he seemed to have was whether there were any places there for sports.

While the bunker didn't have an organized sports team, there were still plenty of open fields where soccer, baseball or football could be played. Not to mention the ice rink, pool and tennis courts that were built off in their own structures.

Finally Paul was down to the last resident to check in. Her name was Jordan Smith, a fashion model. She was very attractive so he could see why she had chosen to be a model. She was young though at only twenty three but Paul reminded himself that most of the top models he had met in his life were fairly young. What surprised him was that Jordan was married. Her husband Drew had already been at the bunker since the last year of its construction.

Apparently Jordan had stayed working when the families of the original workers were brought in and she only reluctantly came there now. Another surprise he got while giving Jordan a tour. She had previously worked for Haley, the clothing designer that had come in with the last group. The pair had started chatting when Jordan spotted her walking around in the entertainment district.

He let them talk for a bit while he checked his phone for any messages about more people Erica might have sent to him, glancing up every so often when he heard the two women giggling. Eventually they hugged with Haley going off in the opposite direction while they continued on the tour.

As they walked he couldn't help but notice her checking him out from time to time as well. She thought she was being sneaky about it but he caught her out of the corner of his eye each time. While he found her found her attractive with her long blonde hair, blue eyes and nice body, he knew she was married and he had already walked down that path one time too many.

Erica had no issues with any of the other check-ins so Paul called it a day. She had called him later that night to thank him for getting the extra three she passed off to him. It turned out she would have had time to finish them anyway but it was just easier to have him do it instead.

Paul went back to his little self-imposed home arrest routine. It seemed to work the previous week. He did finally gather the courage to watch what was on the flash drive though. It had been a few days of him sitting around his house and starting to feel a little bored when he spotted the little piece of plastic sitting on the table.

Walking up to the television, he slid the drive into the open slot on the side. Powering it up and switching the input to the usb spot, he waited for it to load. He probably should've used a computer instead as it would've been easier to view the contents. It seemed the drive had multiple folders, each labeled after a person's name. He didn't recognize most of the names but did see Sarah, Melisa, and Charlie 'the cheat' listed.

He wasn't sure where to go first so he scrolled to the one listed as Melisa thinking maybe what she was talking about would be in there. The screen flashed black and then a series of pictures of Melisa came across the screen in a slideshow. They were all tame pictures like what you would find on someone's social media. The screen flashed black again and then a video started playing on the screen.

Paul turned the sound of the television up as some trashy pop music started to play. Melisa then stepped in front of the camera dancing around. He watched as she swayed her body to the music, her hands even coming up to cup her breasts. Finally she looked to the camera and said, "This is what you want huh? You wish you were here with your hands on my titties don't you? I bet you would love for me to take this shirt off wouldn't you? Or how about these jeans, I bet you want those off too?"

Melisa continues to move her body, her hands teasing that she was going to take her shirt off. She then reached down and lifted it up over her head leaving her standing there in a yellow with pink polka dot push up bra. Her nipples were pushing through the material ironically right at the same point that one of the polka dots was at. Her hands then made quick work of the jeans, leaving her pink thong panties with their see thru front exposed to his view.

"You love what you see? Don't you Tyrese baby. I bet you would love to come over here and pull these little panties down and shove that big black cock of yours in my tight wet little pussy wouldn't you? You have the biggest cock i've ever had Ty. It makes me so wet."

Melisa shimmies her hips back and forth while her thumbs play with the waistband of her panties. She teases that she is going to push them down and then pulls them back up. A huge smile goes over her face and she finally takes off her panties now and lets the bra fall free as well. The naked pale woman moves back and sits on the couch pulling a large black dildo up from the cushion.

"Ah I love your cock Ty. This copy of you feels so good. It's not as good as the real thing though. AH GOD... You wanna know why the real one is better... OH GOD YEAH... The real one is better because you fill me with so much of that perfect black seed... OH FUCK... You wanna know something else Ty baby... FUCK I'M CLOSE... You already put your baby in me."

Melisa continued to slam the black rubber toy into her pussy as she went on, clearly cumming as her creamy white juices became evident on the black toy. Paul didn't know what to think. He knew he shouldn't be watching that video, perhaps Melisa had forgotten it was on there.

Just as he thought that the screen flashed black again and then started a new video. Melisa was naked again, this time she appeared to be in a bedroom of some sort and was on all fours on a bed. She was playing with one of her tits looking into the camera before a fat black man walked into frame holding his hard dick in his hand while he crawled up onto the bed and rubbed it against Melisa's waiting pussy.

Paul watched as the man shoved his dick all the way into Melisa causing her mouth to fall open wide. The man dwarfed Melisa in size, his large gut spilling onto her back as he slammed into her while his hands moved around to cup her small tits completely covering them.

"Fuck me Ty. Give me that huge black cock. You feel so good baby." Melisa cried out.

"Yeah bitch. Take that dick. You love that big black dick in your little white whore pussy. I own this pussy. Here comes my seed bitch, take it. Take all this seed. If you are a good little bitch my boys will join us and you can feel what real men can do." The man grunted out.

"Oh yeah. Fill me. Knock me up on Sarah's bed. Knock up your girlfriend's sister on her own bed and show my useless husband how a real man treats a whore like me."

The guy pulled himself back from Melisa grunted again letting one last spurt of his load land on her back before the video cut to black.

Nothing else started to play after that and instead started another picture slideshow again only this time the pictures were more graphic in nature. Most of the them showed Melisa in varying states of undress or her getting fucked by some random men including the one from the video and her husband.

Moving back to the main menu, Paul selected the folder named Sarah this time. Instead of any pictures popping up the screen it cut right to videos. The first was of Sarah in her room on her bed, the very same bed that Melisa had just been having sex on and she was masturbating.

Paul watched intently as Sarah was sat on her bed with her legs spread as wide as she could get them exposing her slightly hairy pussy to the camera. He watched as her hand ran down her stomach and found its way to her lower lips. Pressing her fingers along her slit, she then spread the lips open enough that the camera captured her pink insides and the juices that had already been built up in her love tunnel.

Plunging two fingers in, her mouth shot open and a moan came out. After a couple minutes of steadily moving them in and out of herself, she pulled her fingers free and brought them up to show the camera. Her fingers were coated in a mix of translucent and white glaze. Taking her fingers up to her face, she slowly put each in her mouth and sucked each clean.

She wasn't done though. Reaching behind her back she grabbed hold of a large red silicone dildo that was roughly the same size as Paul was and brought it down to her opening. After rubbing it across her lips for a moment, he watched as the toy slowly sank into her fully. It was clear she had done it often as she hardly took any time at all before her body was shaking and she was crying out in pleasure.

Satisfied with what she had accomplished, Sarah pulled the toy from her pussy and raised it up to the camera. On the end of the toy it was completely coated with her white juices. "See proof that I came." She quietly says to the camera before the screen flashed to black like it had during Melisa's videos.

The video after that, showed Sarah having sex with the same black man Melisa was just with. Sarah didn't seem to be enjoying the guy as much as Melisa had but it was clear that they were a couple as the both of them indicated so during their dirty talk to each other.

She was in the same position Melisa had been in with the guy behind her shoved deeply into her. Paul watched as he pummeled into Sarah, her large ass shaking with each stroke. Even though Paul hated seeing Sarah with someone else, he was mesmerized by the way her big tits bounced with each thrust from the guy. Paul pictured himself as the guy that was behind her slamming into her.

Just like the video with Melisa, he didn't seem to last very long and the same look of disappointment that her sister had on her face adorned Sarah's. The look changed to one of slight anger as the man began to speak.

"You loved that didn't you baby? You love Ty's big cock in you. I bet it's the best you've ever had. Give me a minute to get going again and I'll tear that fine ass up even more." The man said with confidence.

After the screen went black from the video of Sarah having sex, the final video started playing. It indeed showed Sarah and Charlie having sex but it wasn't as he expected though. Sarah was blindfolded with her hands cuffed to the end posts of the bed. It seemed as though Sarah was expecting the guy from the other video to be in the room since she was calling out for him by name.

"Ty this isn't funny. Hurry up and untie me or at least take this blindfold off so I can see what is going on." Sarah cried out towards the camera.

That wasn't the case though instead Charlie entered into the room and moved to the bed with his tiny dick in his hand. Sarah must have thought it was her boyfriend again as she encouraged him onto the bed further. Charlie moved into the position she suggested and thrust into her missionary.

"What the hell you aren't Ty. Stop. Who are you?" Sarah called out.

Charlie reached up and pulled the blindfold free from Sarah's face. When she saw who it was there was a look of horror on her face. She tried to fight him off once she came to her senses but with her hands being restrained by the cuffs it was of little use. Charlie hadn't been smart enough to think about her feet though and she fought back as much as she could with her muscular thick thighs and legs. It was of little help though because Charlie continued to pummel his little pecker into her and then without warning fired off inside her.

After he came inside her, all fight seemed to leave her at that point. Charlie seized on the opportunity and went right back to work driving into her. After a few minutes of it, Sarah had even appeared to be enjoying it or at the very least let her body enjoy it.

Melisa hadn't been lying though. Sarah had indeed been with her husband but it hadn't happened like she had made it seem. Paul wasn't sure he wanted to watch Sarah with another guy and certainly not one he thought very little of, so he paused the video while Charlie was still in the middle of accosting Sarah.

Staring at the paused screen something dawned on him. In the corner of the screen there was a date and timestamp. He looked at the video of Sarah and Charlie together and then went back to the video of Melisa with the black man that he now knew was Sarah's boyfriend Tyrese and sure enough the video with Melisa had happened before the one with Sarah. Melisa had been the one who started it all and Sarah had somehow got dragged in after.

Paul felt conflicted. He knew he needed to talk to Sarah now. Her getting angry and fighting with Kristy completely made sense now. He was mad at Melisa for trying to manipulate him and cause friction between him and her sister but at the same time he was grateful she gave him the drive or he wouldn't have understood Sarah better.

Overall Paul hadn't been expecting to feel so much about it all. He hadn't even tried to have a new relationship since he lost his wife, doing his best to repress those feelings if they ever came up and now he regretted those lost years. Maybe his family had been right, maybe he should have moved on and found someone new. He had been so quick to cast them out of his life when they kept pushing him to get on with his life but maybe they actually had his best interests in mind the whole time.

Pulling the drive from the television, he sat back on the couch and stared at the blank screen. He didn't like that he had so strong of feelings for these women after barely knowing them and the fact that he felt the same way for multiple of them scared him. He just sat there and before he knew it he drifted off to sleep.

He was awoken by the sound of his phone chiming hours later. Looking at the screen he didn't recognize the number. When he opened the message it read, 'Hey it's Sarah, this is my number the others have their phones now too but I don't know the numbers, write me back.'

He saved the number into his phone and then looked at the clock. He had been asleep for quite a few hours but it was still light out. He was still unsure about what he should do about the situation he found himself in. Doing some quick math in his head he figured out that it was around seven o'clock at night back in New York where his sister lived, which was perfect as she should be home from work by then.

Walking over to the computer that sat in his make-shift office, he powered it on. Once it was booted up he logged into the video conferencing app and dialed up his sister from the list. The call rang and rang before being picked up by his teenage niece.

For whatever reason the video was coming through fine but the audio wasn't working at all. The audio on his end was working fine but nothing on his sister's end was coming through. After his niece messed with a bunch of things on her end and nothing improved, she simply shrugged and then walked off leaving the call connected. A short while later his sister Kimber sat down at the desk.

He could see in the video that she was talking but he heard nothing that she said. She had stopped talking and had a puzzled look on her face. "The audio on your end isn't going through. We will have to type back and forth instead." He tells her.

Kimber: Hey lil bro what's up? How's life in Noah's Ark?

Kimber: Shouldn't you be asleep?

Paul: Idk maybe, I was hoping you could possibly help me with something

Kimber: What did you break this time?

Paul: Haha funny, no it's more personal

Kimber: Personal? Like How?

Paul: Remember when you all told me I should move on?

Kimber: Yeah why?

Paul: I think I might've but it's more than that

Kimber: What do you mean more than that?

Paul: Well I think I have feelings for someone

Kimber: Ok and? I'm seeing no issue here well unless she's a minor