The Mars Project
Copyright© 2026 by A Bad Attitude
Chapter 2: Aquaponics
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2: Aquaponics - I list this story as 'fiction' not 'Sci-Fi' because robots already drive cars and deliver packages. AI has costs us thousands of jobs and even 'generated' (what the hell does that mean?) stories on this site. The Mars rover discovered the lava tunnels and water. It proved 'MOXIE' works! The part about the richest man in the world putting together a team to go to Mars is fiction, I think!
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Fiction Cheating Slut Wife Interracial Black Male White Female
Team Member ---Jack Wilson
Jack Wilson--- I was having a bad day. My fiancé (I should say, my ex-fiancé) was supposed to be at work. I went to a coffee shop to enjoy a hot cup of my favorite brew when this girl I know from the college where I teach came in. She looked hot in that blouse that stopped just below those big tits showing her flat, muscled stomach! She was wearing skintight designer jeans and high stiletto heels. Damn! The question is NOT how did she get those jeans on? The question is how am I going to get them off her? She sat with me and ... oh, fuck it! I’m just going to skip to the part where my now ex-fiancé came home with a headache.
This student had shed those tight jeans and was sitting on top of me fucking like a person possessed! I was sucking on one of her perfect tits when I heard the scream. Things went to shit pretty much after that. My ex was throwing everything she could pick up while cussing like a sailor. The student grabbed her clothes and ran out the door dodging flying objects without bothering to get dressed. I had a sheet wrapped around me and was ducking everything from half-filled coffee cups to lamps.
I screamed for her not to throw the ceramic statue of two lovers. It was a wedding gift from her mother. It hit the wall behind me and broke into a thousand pieces.
She was screaming something about having her two brothers (both work as bouncers at a strip club) come ‘talk’ to me as she went out the door.
Standing on my front porch as she stormed out was this man I did not immediately recognize.
“Have I caught you at a bad time?”
“Depends, are you a cop?”
“No. My name is Luke Noms. I am here to offer Dr. Jack Wilson a job. I assume that’s you?”
Now I recognize him. The richest man in the world!
“I am Jack Wilson. If you don’t mind step inside and wait in the living room while I get dressed.”
He cleared off a place on the couch and sat down. I went into my room, found my clothes and dressed. Back in the living room I suggested we go to lunch. I do need a job, an out-of-town job. I need to let things cool down a bit. If you know what I mean.
I directed his limo driver to a restaurant on the other side of town. One I never frequented. As we sat at a table he asked about the ‘ruckus’ he walked in on this morning.
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