Chapter 518

The Retreat

“Good morning, Mrs. Yoshida. It is 5:00 A.M.,” the AI said in a disgustingly cheerful voice.

“Ms. Yoshida after today, hopefully,” she muttered as she slid from under the sheet to sit staring at the AI’s image on the big wall screen while she palmed the sleep out of her eyes. Stretching her back caused her breasts to come dangerously close to falling out of the negligée, but there was no one to see other than the AI, and it averted its/his eyes.

“You can actually see me and understand what I am doing,” she accused while fighting the inclination to cover her breasts.

“Well, assuredly.”

“But you are an AI...”

“Certainly, but my reactions are programmed into my persona,” which Kei knew, but this was a reaction she had never seen before.

“So,” she said as she padded barefoot toward the bathroom, “who did that part of your programming?”

“Well, I did most of it,” the AI answered with just that tiny bit of pride evident in its/his voice, “governed, of course, by my programmers.”

“So, how...” she began, but shook her head and went on into the bathroom. An AI that programs itself. I have been intrigued with the AI ever since the first morning it awakened me months ago, but its capabilities seem to have increased significantly since then. There is something happening here almost all the time, but averting its eyes as I stretch...

After relieving herself, she dropped the negligée and stepped into the shower, the water almost instantly at the perfect starting temperature for her, then after a few minutes, it gradually increased in temperature as her body became accustomed to the heat. I had a nice house, but this is the most beautiful building I have ever been in, and it is so easy to get used to the luxury. Will Jeff really ask me to marry him? Then, as she soaped between her legs, her thoughts continued, I am small in stature and I am afraid that applies to my sex as well. From the comments I have heard from his wives, Jeff is almost more than they can take. From what I see on the internet, my husband was far from large. Could I ever ... Oh, what am I thinking? We are going back to the prison planet today and I will find a way to be part of the group, but it would be nice if I could help with what Jeff is going to do. Hmmm, he will be outside since he is supposed to install the solar energy collectors. I need to make sure to go prepared with a heavy coat. Now, what did I do with that cross-country ski outfit of mine? That should certainly keep me warm enough to remain outside with him.

As she dug out the outfit and held it up against herself, What am I doing? He has sixteen wives, yet I am searching out warm clothing in order to be able to work with him today. Looking at herself in the wall mirror, That is nonsense, she told herself. I am an architect. Not only do I detail every aspect of a project, I enjoy seeing them come to fruition. I did not get to design this project, but I will be able to work on completing it. That will be so much more interesting than decorating a cave for a wedding.

But all she could see in her mind’s eye was Jeff, with his muscles stretching a tee shirt and a big grin on his face.

Jeff, Kayla and Arlene hadn’t gone for a run this morning. Although it was Jeff who called it off, it wasn’t to give him a few more hours of rest, but that he was worried that otherwise his wives would be tired before they even got to 2214.

As he sat at the small kitchen table, his laptop in front of him while he went over his plans and list of supplies for the installation of the solar recharging system, he turned to his Clan Queen. “Hon, I suppose there’s no great hurry this morning after all. Remember, 2214 is nearly three hours behind us with its sunrise. Hopefully, I have it timed so we’ll get there just after breakfast.”

Diana glanced at her sister wives who were all engaged in food preparations. “Oh, we know, it’s just that we’re anxious to prep for the wedding, I suppose. Besides,” she said as she came over to give him a quick kiss, “we always work like this, and you know it.”

The kitchen was large – very large – and basically contained every cooking convenience known to man, at least Jeff thought so, but the men had long since agreed that it was foolish for a man to enter when all the Alphas’ wives were engaged in meal preparation. Women, lots of women, were moving back and forth with hot items in gloved hands, or with stacks of dishes on trays, etc., seemingly unconcerned while using what Jeff thought of as their Alpha connection to keep from bumping into each other, or worse, slamming a hot pan or something similar into another person.

The smaller table in the corner was out of the traffic pattern as Jeff thought of it. Thankfully, they kept a carafe of hot coffee on the table so he didn’t have to risk getting up to refill his cup. The women thought it was funny that the men worried about them getting hurt in the kitchen. After a new wife was brought in, she was usually eased into the “system” as Diana called it, but within a few weeks, she was just as comfortable in the seeming chaos as the others.

Although Kei had been in and out of the Retreat for the last months as she worked in Midville, she wasn’t a wife, so when she helped in the kitchen, she was usually given a job that kept her in one place during the height of the rush, or chaos as Jeff called it. Of course, the Alpha women didn’t see it as a rush, but a chance to associate with all the Alpha wives and have a great time chatting about their husbands and generally associating with everyone – not to mention telling secrets about what was going on in their lives and, of course, their latest sexcapades.

Everyone but Kei was dead certain she was Jeff’s next wife, and therefore, didn’t generally make an effort to curb their sexual stories around her. As she worked this morning, she overheard Angela telling Ann about last night’s happenings with her husband/brother, Eric. “ ... and he had me bent over the bed and was nearing the punch line when the bedroom door opened and Alice walked in calling my name. One of us – I blamed Eric of course – (both women laughed at that) had forgotten to lock the door. As you know, both girls are always trying to catch us because they want to be old enough to join in. Well, anyway, the next thing I knew, we were lying on the floor behind the bed with all of Eric’s weight on me and that big cock still throbbing in my pussy. I was trying to breathe, and at the same time, stifle my giggling until Alice realized that we weren’t in the room and left. But ... it wasn’t over. As soon as we heard the door close, Eric returned to pounding me, since he liked the position. Well, it was good to me too, so I was soon back into it when she walked in again – or maybe she hadn’t actually left at all. Anyway, we weren’t aware she was there until we reached the cuddle stage, only to look up at her standing at the foot of the bed grinning down at us.”

By that time, both women were giggling like crazy, and Kei was having a hard time concentrating on what she was doing.

“So, what did you do?” Ann asked past her giggles.

“What could I do? Eric was still lying partially on me. Alice just grinned at us and said, ‘Just a little over a year now,’ and pranced on out. As you know, Terri has turned fifteen, but she’s agreed to wait until her sister is fifteen before they both become Eric’s wives. I would let Terri marry him now, but she was very mature in her agreement to wait until her sister is old enough before they both marry him. To tell you the truth, I wish they were old enough now. I love Eric to death, but, well, now that we’re all enhanced, there’s just no way I can keep up with him. I have to use the pussy cream every day.”

“What about another wife to give you some help in the interim?”

“I couldn’t do that to the girls. They’ve waited for Eric so long that it just wouldn’t be right.”

The two moved away, leaving Kei to wonder. As luck would have it, a few minutes later, Alice and Terri came by with trays of dishes to be put on the end of the hot bar. She had noticed before that both seemed mature for their ages, and today was no exception as they maneuvered through the bustling women without apparent concern.

As usual, everything came together as if the meal preparation had been choreographed, but today, Kei was even more impressed. Can I ever learn to do that? And what about the sex? They all seem so unconcerned about discussing what I would consider intimate subjects, as if they were all ... sisters. Hmmm, Jeff’s wives call themselves sister-wives, and come to think of it, I have heard some of the other women use the term. But, do they consider other women not of their family but married to Alphas as sisters too? Her musing was brought to a halt as she finished slicing the cantaloupes, and they were whisked away to be placed on the breakfast bar.

Before she knew it, as usual lately, she was in line between Diana and Jeff as everyone filled their plates.

The Prime sat at the head of one of the tables, and Kei was encouraged by Diana to sit just to his left before Diana took the seat on Jeff’s right. As soon as the family was seated, Jeff asked Joyce to say grace, and the meal began. Kei noted that sometimes Diana sat to Jeff’s right, other times she sat at the other end of the table, but somehow, there was a difference today. Once while Jeff was talking to Kei, he put his hand on hers for a second, the contact with his strong hand somehow making her blush.

Why does the mere touch of a man’s hand suddenly make me feel as if I am a schoolgirl again? Focus, Girl, before you embarrass yourself yet again.

As Kei ducked her head to concentrate on eating, Diana winked at her husband.

The Prison Planet

...”Good. My Prime will be pleased,” Selina said with a smile, her sharp eyes and intelligence not missing a thing.

“Where is ... uh, Little One?” Morales asked.

“Still in my sleeping bag where I intend to be shortly.”

Her coffee finished, Selina came to her feet. “The coffee was nice; thank you. However, I am still somewhat sleepy.” After glancing at her watch, she went on, “If my calculations are correct, it is still slightly more than two hours before dawn. I anticipate that my family will return shortly after that. I also surmise that this will be an eventful day; therefore, I shall return to my sleeping bag. Please awaken me in time to assist with breakfast preparations.”

That said, she returned Jasmine’s coat, petted the wolves for a second and ran back to her sleeping bag near the chickens. After moving the bag near Jasmine and Morales’ bed, she crawled back in next to Little One and was soon asleep again.

“That young lady is ... different,” Morales quietly said. “She looks like a child and when she was rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, she looked so...”

“Cuddly,” Jasmine offered.

“Yeah. Crap, she kinda makes me want a kid of my own,” he said, obviously amazed at himself.

Faster than he could believe it, he had a cooing female snuggling in his lap. With a quick look to check if Selina could see, Jasmine opened her top a few buttons and pulled his hand to a breast. “Big Boy, I know I’ll have a hard time walking the morning after our wedding night, but we are going to have a really, really good time,” she declared before locking her mouth to his. When they finally pulled apart, she whispered into his ear, “If it were not for Selina being here, I would suck your dick right now. Damn the cameras.”

“Oh, shit, Baby,” he said as he intercepted her hand before she could slide it inside his pants. “If you touch me, I’m gonna make a mess in my fatigues.”

She didn’t exactly roll her lips out, but it was close. “I have my dress and you have your tux. Soon, we’re either going to be married, or we’re going to pretend we are,” she vowed. Standing, she went to wet a washcloth to wipe her face. After buttoning her shirt, she returned, and with a sigh, sat facing him. “It was bad enough before, but with this enhancement thing...”

“Yeah, me too,” he responded, shakily.

Trying to get sex off their minds, they busied themselves straightening up the cave until Selina roused near daylight. Jasmine escorted her outside, then she and the little genius fixed breakfast, the first for Selina that day, and the third for Jasmine, Morales, the wolves and the chickens.

With mostly accidental but, nevertheless, near-perfect timing, the Matthews arrived to the accompaniment of the weird and drawn-out “Wooooo,” of the chickens’ warning, not to mention the wolves hurrying to the door. Seconds later, they slid the door back and rushed outside to welcome the guests.

“Are we too early?” Diana asked as she and Jeff, then the others, were deposited by Ship’s tractor beam a few feet in front of the waiting threesome.

“Immaculate timing,” Jasmine told them as they all went back inside.

Selina was standing there waiting with Little One in her hands. Jeff took a step nearer to hug her. “Did everything go all right?” he asked as he put the little alien on his shoulder and she flowed under his collar to disappear.

Selina smiled up at him, her love evident. “Perfectly.”

“Thank you for taking care of everything. I knew things would go smoothly with you in charge.”

“You are welcome, My Prime,” she returned, blushing.

“And what about you two?” he asked. “How do you guys feel now that the enhancement has been started?”

“Wonderful,” the two said in unison.