Chapter 620

The Retreat

As Ship settled to hover a few inches off the ground behind the Retreat, Jeff again thanked Dave and his wives for all they had done.

A frustrated Evie looked up at the Prime. “Jeff, as you well know, you pay us a very handsome salary every week – or your accountant does – to be your Project Managers, whether you have anything going on or not...”

Jeff interrupted. “You have expanded our bedroom, closet space, shower and bathroom area several times, not to mention all the work for the computer system throughout the Retreat. We can summon the AI anywhere inside the Retreat and even in the outside garage. Not to mention all the work you did on the fortress. You two even monitored some of the food and supplies, not to mention supervising the people staying there during the attacks – and the cleanup afterward. And what about the hot tub deck that you built with all the waterfalls that go into making it so beautiful?”

“But it was your money that we spent so freely...”

“So what?” Jeff asked while chuckling. “That’s what I hired you for. Just look at what the two of you did for Midville. The last time I talked to that preacher, he was so happy he would have wagged his tail if he had one.”

“But we were paid for what we did there, yet you paid us too, Jeff,” Evie returned, frustrated. “You even gave us a tremendous bonus.”

“Well, sure I did. You did an outstanding job and you went far beyond what I expected. Besides, when I need you to do something for me, you’re always right there, so why should I care whether you make money through your company, too.”

Evie, with tears shining in her eyes, hugged Jeff, then Diana and the rest of them.

“We’re going to try to set things up so we can go with you on the trip... if it’s all right with you two,” Dave said.

“You know we want you to go with us,” Diana assured them.

Dave locked eyes with Evie. “We’re going to have a meeting with our supervisors ASAP.”

“Agreed,” she said with a smile.

“We’ll check in with First before we...” Jeff began just as the hatch opened, and his wives poured in.

Diana smiled as she thought, Not until you have said hello to my sisters, you won’t, Big Boy.

Even being accustomed to kissing with 17 wives, his lips were puffy when the group had finally finished with him – temporarily.

“I dare you to tell them you’re too tired tonight,” she whispered into her husband’s ear.

“My Momma didn’t raise any fools,” he whispered back. Turning to the wives who hadn’t been on the trip, “Why don’t you Ladies get ready for bed? I need to check in with First for a few minutes.” When the frowns became intense, he hastily added. “Thirty minutes, I promise.”

“I had better go with you,” his number one wife quietly said. “Now is not a good time to get tied up with one of First’s problems.”

Selina came over to say that she was going on to the Retreat to say hello to the animals.

Tosha, feeling left out, started for the hatch, but Jeff reached to catch her hand. After a long kiss, he told her he loved her and thanked her for all her hard work during the last couple of days.

“Any time,” she said while blushing furiously.

Diana smiled at the apparent double entendre while Tosha hurried toward the outer hatch.

“Thirty minutes,” his daughter reminded him as she and Kayla left to follow Tosha.

“Ship, would you please inform First and Adrienné that Diana and I will stop by for a brief visit. We’ll meet them in the rec room.”

Without being asked, Ship moved Jeff and Diana to the hatch that led to the pocket planet. A moment later, they were passing the women’s quarters when the door opened, and Adrienné hurried through while settling her smock into place.

“Oh,” she said as she stopped.

“Got time to drink a cup of stim with us?” Jeff asked.

“Oh, yes, My Prime,” she stammered out, her accent prominent, but something else was showing through as well.

“Take her hand, Jeff,” Diana whispered into his ear, “Ten to one, she’s been waiting for you for two days.”

Jeff reached for her hand, but Adrienné hesitated as she locked eyes with Diana, who nodded. Only then did she smile and clasp hands with Jeff. Diana took her other hand as they walked on toward the rec room.

“What have you been doing while we were away?” Diana asked.

“I, uh, have been trying to learn to read with my pad’s AI teaching me.”

“You have a pad now?” Jeff asked.

“Yes, youre, uh ... Ship gave me one. It is much like the one that First allowed me to borrow sometimes, but I seem unable to understand quickly, and I am not as fast as the First’s women are. I tried not to eat any of our food, hoping to rid myself of the drug, but I became ... disoriented, I think the word is.”

By then, there were big tears, and she pulled her hand out of his to wipe them away. Diana produced a tissue that Adrienné took before her crying suddenly increased. “I will never be able to read,” she snuffled out.

Before Jeff could react, Diana took the alien woman into her arms, but locked eyes with her husband. “Can Little One...”

“Not if Ship can’t. As you know, her body – all the alien women’s bodies – have had the drug in their systems since they were children, or whatever the aliens call them while they’re small. From what Ship is telling me, now that the drug has been considerably reduced in their bloodstreams, they aren’t all showing the same reaction. Some are showing intense withdrawal symptoms, while others show much milder reactions. Ship says that some have pain, others fatigue, while still others show anxiety or cannot sleep well while some few others present no symptoms at all, but neither are they responding quickly to outside stimuli. Somehow, First’s women displayed far fewer and much milder symptoms than the others, as well as gaining the ability to respond quickly and appropriately to situations out of their norm.

“Ship, I think...” Jeff began, but Ship interrupted him.

“My Prime, everything was progressing normally until my last reduction of the drug. Perhaps, I have not proceeded slowly enough. As far as I can determine, this is generally a psychological phenomenon since all their bodies’ systems are normal otherwise. I think it best to increase the drug in their food slightly. Once their emotions normalize again, I will restart the reduction process, but at a much slower rate.”

“Shit,” the Prime muttered under his breath.

Diana turned to her husband with a look of determination on her face. “Jeff, they have been on this drug all their lives. We should have expected this. It doesn’t change any of our plans. If anything, it should give them more credence. We’ll start the Big Sister program tomorrow. Now, let’s go have that cup of stim and see what the First is up to.”

They sat at a table in the rec room, much as they had the last time, with Diana on one side of Jeff and Adrienné on the other, and with First’s women on either side of him.

Diana leaned to whisper in Jeff’s ear, suggesting he put his arm around Adrienné.

... I promised my wives that I would be gone only thirty minutes, but we need to discuss something.” Jeff told First what Ship had said about the reduction of the drug in the women’s bloodstream and the adverse reaction that had increased in the last couple of days, which affected most of the women.

“But that did not happen with Nyala and Sarina,” First insisted as he indicated each woman while speaking her name.

“Oh, you have chosen names for them?” Diana asked.

“Oh, no. They chose their own names,” First proudly responded.

“Those are beautiful names, Ladies,” Diana praised them as both alien women smiled back and thanked her.

“You are not having any problems with the drug reduction in your food?” Diana asked the two women.

They looked at each other before both shook their heads. “We feel very well,” Nyala responded.

They chatted for a few minutes with Adrienné snuggled to Jeff until he turned to his Clan Queen. “I need to speak privately with the First, if you ladies don’t mind.”

Ten minutes or so later, Jeff came to his feet, ready to leave. “Ship tells me that she is almost finished. As soon as she lets me know, I’ll call a meeting and we’ll get things started.”

“My people and I are anxious to get started. We will be ready when you are.”

When Jeff stepped out of the room, First’s two women hurried back in smiling as

Adrienné took Jeff’s hand.

“The thirty minutes are almost up,” Diana said, hating to have to bring up the time, and even more so for Adrienné’s sake. She had been warned that they had only thirty minutes, but Diana could see the tension in the alien woman’s body as they all started toward the women’s quarters.

“You will be with us in the morning, and we’ll do some fun things. I’ll make sure that you will have some time with him,” Diana tried to assure the alien.

Adrienné’s grip reminded Diana of an innocent child holding on to her father, only this was a fully-adult, exotic alien woman who was holding onto Diana’s husband. Darnit, I should be jealous, but I’m not. My husband loves me with all his being, just as he loves all his other wives, but I’m his first wife – his Clan Queen. He kisses me every chance he gets and makes love to me every day that we’re home. Sometimes he locks eyes with me while his cock is in another of my sister-wives, and we know. Even then, it’s as if it is in me. When we are all making love, I feel stretched much of the time, even while his cock is in someone else. What I feel is so real that I have to convince myself he actually has that big cock in another wife, and not me. Odd how I can have uncountable orgasms, feel stretched and sore, and my nipples feel as if they have been sucked hard, yet his come will often be left in someone else. Sometimes, I have to check myself before I can believe that his come isn’t in me. What if he fucks Adrienné, or at least lets her daisy chain with us? Will she respond the way we do? First’s women say they now have orgasms with him. Will Adrienné have orgasms?

They stopped at the entrance to the women’s quarters, where Jeff leaned to kiss Adrienné, who shivered and clung to him.

A few minutes later, Diana was snuggled under her husband’s arm as they left Ship and walked down the slight incline to the Retreat. I hope someone fixed supper. I don’t have the energy to cook right now. I exercise every day, but the work during the last two days used muscles that I don’t normally use, I suppose. Anyway, I’m tired – almost exhausted, but I’m going to have some loving as soon as I can get our husband into the bedroom.

Supper was a blur, but the kitchen was clean, finally, and she was in their bedroom, showered and ready for her husband. When he had kissed, fondled and nursed her breasts and began to mount her, she smiled at him and directed him to the next nearest wife as she (Diana) took that wife’s hand. There was an accompanying gasp from all of them on the daisy chain as he slipped his cock into Jennie, who gladly accepted him, but to all, he had just slipped his cock into each of them.