The Bunker Project Ch. 09

With all the kitchen boxes finally finished, that just left mainly the bathroom and living room boxes to move. Joanne and Roxann had started to open the boxes now and were quietly talking amongst themselves as Paul just went along moving things.

Annie seemed to be struggling the most out of everyone. It was clear that she wasn't exactly the work out type but that should've been obvious based off her chubby body that she wasn't really into exercise, well at least not the lifting kind. Paul would later learn that Annie was more of a cardio type person.

Paul had been so busy moving boxes that he hadn't been paying attention to the two friends at all. If he had he might have noticed when Ellie flashed him when she started to fan her shirt to cool off and Annie had done the same after seeing her friend do it.

It seemed like they had been there moving boxes for hours but in reality hardly an hour had gone by. Everything had been moved to its respective area and Paul went to check on the lesbians.

"Alright that should be everything. If you need anything in the next few minutes I'll be down the hall. After that you will have to call me and have me come back." Paul told the girls while trying to catch his breath.

"Umm... Well we are kinda missing a couple boxes." Joanne tells him.

"What? What do you mean missing boxes? How many are we talking?" Paul barraged them with questions concerned about the quality of the work his people had done.

Roxann pulled two boxes over that were marked 'bedroom' and one was labeled as box number 23 and the other was labeled as box 26. Looking at the stack that remained in the room it was clear that there wasn't close to twenty six boxes in the room. After a quick count he put the number at only twenty boxes. That meant that at least six boxes destined for the bedroom were missing.

Walking into the other rooms he looked through the ones they had already moved and found just one that had been accidently brought out into the living room by mistake. That still left five boxes as missing and not in the suite at all. Taking out his phone Paul called for the manifest of the lesbian's suite to be sent over.

It took almost another half hour before the runner had dropped off the print out of the shipment that was supposed to be sent there and he went through box by box scanning each one against what the manifest had listed. Annie and Ellie each took a seat on the couch and patiently waited for the issues to be resolved before they could move into their own place.

Two of the bathroom boxes had been mislabeled according to the barcodes that were pre-printed on the boxes and those were in fact for the bedroom. After opening each up and finding clothing like the manifest had correctly listed, Paul made note of the five that were nowhere in sight and what was listed as their contents.

One of the three missing bedroom boxes was the biggest mystery of them all. The manifest listed the box but its contents was just labeled as 'bedroom private'. Turning to explain what he had found to the two women, each of their faces became a little red when he pointed out about the box in question.

"Umm... That one was our stuff that was meant for our eyes only." Joanne tells him clearly embarrassed.

"What do you mean by that?" Paul asks.

"Like our 'private' stuff." Roxann answers.

"What does that even mean?" Paul asks confused even more now.

Finally Joanne looks at her lover, who simply nods and then walks over to Paul and whispers into his ear, "Private as in all of our sexy lingerie, all of our sex toys and all of the things we keep that is for our eyes only."

It's Paul's turn to have his face go red now. As Roxann moves back over to her lover and both women keep their eyes firmly on the expression on his face, neither can help but smirk at his discomfort. They had thought he would understand why they had labeled the box in such a manner and were hoping to avoid the embarrassment they now felt.

Looking over at the slightly shocked man, both women couldn't help but notice how cute he was, especially with the way he stood there uncomfortable. If either of them had been into men, they would've taken the opportunity to pounce on him right then and there but instead they just stood there in silence.

All of the possibilities and various types of lingerie Paul had seen throughout his life was flashing through his mind and as he looked at each woman he began to visualize what each would look like in the various skimpy clothing. Beyond that he thought about what it would look like to see the both of them naked together on the bed using those possible sex toys on each other.

It would've been an impossibility for him to not start getting hard at that point. Both women looked down to see his rod start to rise up in his pants like it was a sailboat raising its sail. By the time a minute had gone by, Paul's pants were tenting out obscenely. He had chosen a poor day to switch from his normal boxer briefs to just straight boxers. It had been a suggestion from Lindsey and he was starting to regret it.

Turning away from the two now smiling women, Paul re-adjusted himself and did his best to tuck his erection up into the waistband of the boxers to keep it out of sight. With his obvious problem now hidden, he got back on task.

All of the residential boxes had been RFID chipped to keep tabs on them during the long journey, so it was only a matter of tracing the chips to find out where the boxes had ended up. Thankfully each suite came with an already programmed computer installed and set to go for each family.

Logging into the system Paul was able to locate the boxes. For some reason four of the missing boxes had been grouped together into one of the unoccupied suites while the last one showed that it was in a suite belonging to one of the crew members that unloaded the planes.

"Alright found 'em. If you could both do me a favor, if you could keep Annie and Ellie company, I'll go gather up what's missing." He tells the girls.

"Yeah we can do that." They both say in almost unison relieved they will have all their stuff again.

Walking back out into the living room the other two women were still sitting patiently for Paul to finish up. Ellie noticed him walk in first and her face instantly had a smile on it. Annie saw the look on her friend's face and followed to where she had been looking and her face copied the expression of her friend's.

"Ok sorry for the delay but I have to go take care of one more thing for these girls and I promise I'll be right back to take you girls to your home." Paul explains.

Both women simply shake their heads in acknowledgement of what he said. Ellie was growing restless and eager to get to her own place but she knew she had to wait.

"Joanne and Roxann here have been kind enough to volunteer to keep you both company but as I said I shouldn't be long." Paul continues to say.

"We didn't volunteer. You asked us and we agreed but we didn't volunteer." Roxann says with a slight attitude aimed towards the two women who sat on her couch.

Ellie could pick up on the slight aggression and it made her even more eager to get out of there. Annie had been oblivious to it and just sat there practically nodding off to sleep.

Paul didn't say anymore. He simply left the four women behind in the suite as he went off to gather the missing things. There was no way he would be able to carry five boxes all by himself so his first stop was to go collect a dolly that he could load the boxes onto.

It was easy enough to find one of those as one had been stored in a maintenance closet of the main floor of the tower. After collecting that he made his way over to the one odd ball box that was in a completely different tower. The other four were back in a different suite of the lesbian's building and he would grab those on his way back.

People shot him some odd looks as he wheeled the empty dolly down the path. They must have thought it weird that one of the bunker's leadership would be out doing what they must have suspected as manual labor.

It didn't take much of a walk until he was at the needed residential tower. Wheeling the dolly into the elevator he hit the button for the floor and waited for it to rise up.

The room he needed was two down from his exit from the elevator and he swiftly knocked on the door once he reached it. He waited for a few minutes and no one answered. Putting his head to the door he could hear what sounded like a television on inside. Knocking even louder he waited again.

Finally it sounded like someone was coming because he could hear footsteps coming closer. The only problem was that the footsteps were coming from behind him and not from inside the room. The sound got louder and louder and then just like that they stopped.

"Can I help you?" Came the voice of a woman behind him.

It caught him by such surprise that he nearly jumped a foot off the ground. Turning around he made eye contact with the woman who gave him a scare.

"Is there any particular reason you are standing outside of my home?" The woman asked.

Clearing his throat Paul replies, "Yes ma'am. There is a box that seems to have been mistakenly delivered here by accident. I'm here to collect it and bring it back to its rightful owner."

The woman seemed to look him up and down as if she was judging what he said for truth. She knew who he was, he hadn't checked her in but she had seen him around. She was also aware of the things that were being said about him but with a sigh she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"Step aside and I'll open the door. I can assure you I know nothing of this box you speak of though." The woman tells him.

Sliding her hand by the door there is an audible click of the door unlocking followed by her turning the door handle to let them in. Neither of them is ready for what is going on inside.

The sounds of what seems to be a porno movie are echoing out of the television while a young man in his late teens is standing there completely naked jerking off with a pair of women's panties wrapped around his dick. At that point the women let out a scream that would right at home in a horror movie and the young man turned to see the two of them standing there.

In a panic the young man let the panties fall free from his hand and dick while scrambling to shut off the television. At that point Paul took the opportunity to see what it was he was watching and instantly recognized the stars of the movie. It must have been a private movie that Joanne and Roxann had filmed of themselves.

"Andrew Michael just what the hell do you think you are doing!" The woman screamed.

'It's nothing mom I swear. Why are you home so early? You weren't supposed to be home for another hour." The boy pleaded.

"Is this what you do when I'm at work? You stay here and wank your little thing to this filth? You just wait until your father hears about this." The woman scolded the boy.

Paul stood there in silence observing the argument going on between apparent mother and son while the son stood there completely in the nude. The boy's once hard cock was shriveling at a rapid pace before practically retreating and creating a negative space where it once was.

"Jesus Christ puts some clothes on already. I thought I raised you better than this." The woman told her son. "I'm sorry you had to see any of this. I can promise you this family is not normally like this."

"It's fine, I completely understand. I don't want to make matters worse but I really do need to collect what has been misplaced." Paul tells the woman as he spots the case for the film and slides the disc into it after having ejected it from the player.

"If it's alright with you, I would like to go speak with your son because I think he has an idea on where to find what I'm looking for." Paul asks.

"Sure whatever you need to do. Honestly I don't think I can even look at that boy right now." The woman says while walking into the kitchen and grabbing down a bottle of alcohol that was resting above the refrigerator.

Leaving the dolly there in the family's living room, Paul made his way down the hall pretty quickly locating the door leading to the young man's room. Giving a short knock, Paul opened the door and walked inside. The boy had been clearly crying embarrassed by the situation.

Off in the corner of his room was a box that had been opened up and was clearly marked as the missing box he was after. It looked like the box had been rifled through and some things were missing.

"Hi, do you know who I am?" Paul asked the frightened boy.

Young Andrew didn't respond with anything more than a nod in the affirmative.

"Ok good then listen to me carefully because what I'm about to say is important. That box over there it doesn't belong to you. I don't know how you got it but it was extremely disrespectful for you to just go through someone else's belongings. How would you feel if I just started rummaging through your items in your room here?" Paul said while doing that very same thing to prove his point.

"What are these? These clearly don't belong to you." Paul scolds him while pulling a pile of women's panties from underneath the boy's bed.

"Are these from that box? What else did you take out? I know you took that movie you were watching from the box." Paul asks while taking the handful of women's clothes over to the open box.

"Wait stop! Only these ones came from the box." Andrew finally says while grabbing for the pile in Paul's hands.

"Oh and who do the others belong to then?" Paul questions.

The boy's face turns beet red and he begins to stutter, "They... They... Belong... They belong to my mom."

The revelation must have turned the boy on because there was an increasing bulge forming in his tighty whitie underwear. Paul looked down at the women's underwear in his hands and they were clearly larger than what the two lesbians would've wore. Looking at them more closely it looked like the boy had been using nearly all of them to jerk off at some point because there were clearly stains dried all over them.

"How old are you Andrew?" Paul asks the trembling boy.

"I'm 18, yeah I'm 18." He answers.

"Ok this is what is going to happen now. You have one minute to replace everything you took out of that box and if you don't you will be in major trouble. Do you understand me?" Paul explains.

Andrew nods his head yes and practically becomes a blur racing from one end of his bedroom to the other collecting items and depositing them into the box. He fills the box back up in no time and then returns to where Paul is standing by his bed.

"Is that everything?" Paul asks.

Andrew shakes his head no. "I left the movie from the box out in the living room and the last pair of underwear."

Satisfied with that answer, Paul walks over and closes up the box so that his mother doesn't see its contents and then lifts it up. Walking back over to the boy he stops and looks him over.

"Alright first off tell me how you ended up with this box."

"I found it in my dad's room. There was a bunch of others just like it but it was on the top and I got curious and pulled it down to look inside. I swear today was the first time I ever looked at any of it." Andrew answers.

"I see, I'll have to look into that. Now as far as you go I'm afraid you will still need to be punished. So this is what's going to happen next. First you are you to take that marker off the desk there and write that you are sorry on this box. After that you are going to have to face your mother. Now I'm not going to make this pleasant for you and by that I mean what you are going to do is you are going to ditch your clothes so you are in the same condition as your mother and I walked in on you as and then you are going to hand her this clump of her panties and explain to her what you were doing with them." Paul explains.

There is a look of both sheer terror and excitement that seem to be coming off the boy's face. Closing his eyes he does as instructed and ditches the clothes. From there he gathers the ball of women's underwear in his hands and heads back out into the living room. He has the panties strategically covering up his growing erection as the two of them walk over towards his mother.

The woman is about four shots of alcohol in by the time her son is standing in front of her. Paul gathers up the remaining two items tossing them in the box as he looks over at the family members. The mother instantly recognizes the panties as her own and her eyes go wide. Andrew gets scared and looks over at Paul who nods his head in reply.

"Umm mom... umm these are yours. I took them from your drawer in your room and I... used them to jerk off. A couple of them I got from the dirty clothes hamper and they still had your smell on them so I fantasized about you..." Andrew said to his mother as Paul took that as his cue to get out of there.

Collecting the other four boxes was way easier. Paul simply had to dig through the pile that had been stacked up in the suite's living room. With all five boxes stacked onto the dolly he made his way back up to the waiting four women.

Wheeling the dolly into the suite he left the stack in the middle of the room and walked over to Joanne and whispered into her ear.

"I strongly advise you wash the contents of the you know which box. You don't want to know more than that." He tells her.

Paul's absence had done little to calm the eagerness of both of the women who had waited so patiently for him. Now that it was clear he was done they stood up and started walking towards the door. Seeing both women get up he took that as his sign to move along too.

Moving out into the hall Paul watched as Ellie strutted in front of him again, only this time it looked like the thong she had been wearing was missing now. Opening the door to their suite he left the dolly propped against the hallway wall and he gestured them in. Annie was the first into their new home. Paul watched as the pair looked around the living room. They both made their way down the hall to where the bedrooms were located. Annie's was the first bedroom they encountered and she made her way in as Paul and Ellie proceeded to Ellie's room.

Paul got the answer to his question once Ellie entered her room. When she bent over to place her purse on the bed, her skirt rode up and Paul was greeted with the view of her glistening pussy lips and bare ass cheeks. Ellie had fallen for Paul the moment she laid eyes on him and couldn't help but get excited when she learned he would be their tour guide.

During their tour she excused herself to go to the bathroom where she took her soaked black thong panties off and stuffed them into her purse. She felt so free without them on but with how excited she had gotten it made the tour torture and the long wait in the other two women's place made it even worse.

Now bent over feeling his eyes glued onto her, Ellie turned her head noticing the large bulge in his pants. Licking her lips she tells him, "You can have me if you want me you know." As if to accentuate her point, Ellie lifted her skirt up more onto her back and bent further forward onto the bed sticking her large ass out at him. Paul's eyes were laser focused on the dark brown lips that displayed through her large ass cheeks.

That focus got broken though when Ellie stood back up and tossed her shirt over her head, pushed her skirt to the floor, and bent back over the bed now only wearing a black bra. He watched as she reached underneath herself passed the short patch of brown hair above her pussy and her finger slipped between the brown lips opening them up to expose the bright pink that was hidden behind them.

Ellie had been planning this all week only things got accelerated with him being the one to show her to her home. She had played with herself non-stop in quarantine imagining him taking her in every way possible.