Capítulo 16: Diagnosis
Chapter 16 - Diagnosis
The Summit, Galdren Bedroom - 11:00 pm
"Jason," Mildred called out as she knocked softly on his bedroom door.
"Umm," Jason's muffled voice came from beneath Jean's pussy.
"Come in Mom," Julia chortled as she shifted and rotated her hips on Jason's dick. She had been steadily rocking as if she were riding a horse, but with the sound of her mother coming in she ground to a halt.
"So," Mildred said in fake outrage, "This is why it's been so quiet this morning!"
"Ummmyummm a rummmya," He mumble from beneath Jean's pussy.
There was a round of giggling before Mildred coughed and said in all seriousness, "Times up Jean, Julia. Shannon and I feel left out! You two go play with Dean..."
"Yes mom," Both Julia and Jean said gloomily.
The next thing he felt was his dick slipping out of Julia's nice warm embrace. However, Jean didn't move, instead she stayed very still until a new hot vagina slid down his flagpole. Unable to see who it was, he assumed it was Mildred. When the bed quit bouncing from the new pole dancer settling herself on him, Jean finally lifted off his face and he was finally able to see Shannon straddling his hips. Looking down for confirmation, his dick was indeed buried hilt deep in her smooth pussy. Scanning up his gaze met hers as she looked down on him like an angel from on high as the light behind her lit up her platinum mane like she was on fire!
"Hello Lover," She purred huskily.
"Hello," He growled as grabbed her thighs just above her knees and caressed her alabaster skin as he slid his hands to her much wider hips!
She was beautiful! To him, even though he thoroughly enjoyed Mildred, Jean and Julia, however Shannon was a full grown…healthy woman. She was the kind of woman he loved. Ogling her thoroughly, he focused first on where they were so enjoyably joined. Unlike her mother, or her sisters, Shannon had a pronounced pubic bone that hid her pussy from him even though she was completely hairless.
"So you're like your sisters," He hummed happily, "You elected to have all your pubic hair removed as well?"
It was true, there wasn't one platinum hair decorating her labia or pubic mound. Looking down at her pussy she asked in a sensual purr, "Do you like it? I love the feeling of my soft sensitive skin being smooth and hairless!"
"Oh yes, I do," He growled, "You are definitely my favorite.
Shannon was one of those girls that could stand straight up with thighs together, and even completely hairless as she was, her steaming hot pussy was hidden so that only those that she opened herself to would bask in her sweet pink garden! Moving his hands in from her hips, he placed his left hand on her lower belly, just above her pubic mound and below her navel where he could feel the subtle movements of her abdominals as she slowly rocked her hips. With his other hand he explored the soft hill of her lower belly before circling his fingers around her oval shaped navel. He let his hand follow a line of soft transparent hair leading from her navel to her sternum. Feeling her soft skin and firm ribs under his fingertips, he moved to cup first the right and then the left massive G-cup breasts adorning her chest.
Her breasts were much larger than Mildred's or Jean's, or Julia's. They were shaped like perfect teardrops, sweeping out to the sides, in front of her arms providing exceptional side boob before curving down and into sag only three inches before curving back up to the center of her sternum. She had perfect unsupported cleavage. Her areolas were mostly invisible, their outsides being the color of her alabaster skin before turning bubblegum pink just before reaching her exceptionally thick nipples. Unlike her mother or sister, Shannon's breasts didn't ski-slope out to her nipples. Instead, her breasts climbed like mountains peaks, or airplane propeller cones, and her Cooper's ligaments were strong enough to hold all her dense breast glands tight to her chest.
Squeezing each of Shannon's breasts and pinched her nipples between his knuckles, he was amazed at how soft yet remarkably dense they were. He smiled as he looked up into her glacial blue eyes and angelic face haloed by her platinum hair, and he growled. Moving his hands to her ribs just under her arms, he pulled her down to him crushing her breasts against his chest as he kissed her 'Sophia Loren' mouth and twisted beneath her so that he rolled on top of her. He had enjoyed Mildred, Jean, Julia, but Shannon, something about her made him want her more than any of the others. He greedily craved to possess her, to dominate her, to take her…as his own!
"Mr. Galdren," She purred playfully, "You're so…vigorous!"
Smiling wolfishly, he snaked his left arm around her back while his right hand cradled her head and neck, and he crushed her breasts into his chest and he pressed his mouth against hers. He could taste mint on her lips. He could smell sandalwood on her skin, and it filled his head with desire until he smashed his hips down into the backs of her thighs and pummeled her ass and pussy!
"Ohhhhhhh Jason," Mildred purred as she opened the bed room door, returning from wherever she disappeared to, "Oh, I see, so Shannon is your favorite!"
He ignored her teasing and leaned into Shannon more aggressively as he absolutely swam in the feeling of her marshmallow breasts squishing between them, of her toned abdomen moving against his, and the bounce and jiggle of her thighs and ass as he thrust his dick into her hot wet furnace. Shannon sighed into his mouth, and wrapped her legs loosely around his waist so that her heels spurred him on every time he withdrew. Very quickly he felt his orgasm building until he finally pushed her down into the bed as he reared back, and grabbing her thighs he leaned in and bent her double so that her chins were touching her shoulders as he thrust in a final time slamming his dick inside her until he felt his head smash against her cervix.
"Grrraaaaaaaaawwww," He howled in climax, as all his pent up rage at Charlene and Heather, and all his new found lust for Mildred, Jean, Shannon, and Julia burst from inside him in a tsunami of emotions and sprayed deep inside Shannon womb!
Exhausted, emotionally and physically spent, he rolled to the side and laid on his back as Shannon unfolded herself and turned over to curl up against his side.
"I think I would have liked having you come in me like that," Mildred purred as she threw a leg over his hips and settled her pussy down on him.
"Just give me a second," He begged off, "Just a minute, and I will be ready again!"
"Of course Lover," She agreed as she laid down on his chest and nuzzled his cheek with her nose and mouth.
——(!)——
Panama City, Gulf Coast Regional Medical Center - 12:00 pm
"Thanks for staying with us today Donald," Charlene purred as she held his hand and squeezed it.
"Anything for you Lust, anything," Donald answered with a smile.
She returned his smile, but she felt scared and vulnerable right now, and hearing him say he would do 'anything for her' helped settle her nerves a little. She ached to be two stalls down with Heather, but when they admitted her the Doctor separated them, which was good since Donald was hovering over her like an expecting husband.
"Do you remember our conversation last night," He asked suddenly.
"Umm," She answered, she couldn't remember anything after about halfway up the elevator to the condo, "No, I'm sorry I don't."
He smiled and nodded, "That's okay, you were pretty wasted."
"Really," She asked disbelievingly.
"Oh yeah," He answered, he was nearly purring with pride, "Found out all sorts of new naughty things about you!"
"Oh fuck," She groaned and buried her face in her hands.
"Okay Mrs. Galdren," The Doctor announced as she swept into the room holding a file, "Ah this must be Mr. Galdren. Nice to meet you! Well I must say congratulations to you both, Mrs. Galdren and Mr. Galdren you're pregnant!"
If she could see her own face she was sure it must be stricken with horror. Donald, however, looked down at her with a happy smile, and squeezed her hand as the Doctor's sharp eyes analyzed the atmosphere but drew the wrong conclusions. The Doctor thought she was with her husband and she was going to keep their previous conversation about her prostitutions confidential, however, she was with her 'John' who she didn't want knowing that she was pregnant, "Ma'am, there's no need to worry, many women these days are having children later in life."
"Thank you," She whispered breathlessly, "Can you tell how far along I am?"
"Umm, no ma'am," The Doctor answered as she opened her file and continued, "You said your last period ended on the seventeenth, which means you're three weeks along."
"Thank you Doctor," Donald answered when she didn't respond, "Would you please expedite discharging Charlene so we can go see Heather."
"Yes of course," The Doctor said, then turned and left them alone.
"Charlene," He said in a low neutral voice.
"I'm sorry," She hiccupped as she started crying softly with her head down and pulled her hair in front of her face like a curtain as her shoulders shook with her quiet sobs.
"Charlene," He said again this time more firmly, "Look at me."
It took several seconds before she finally pulled back her hair and looked up at him. He was smiling with pride, and she realized that he wasn't upset…at all, as a matter of fact, he was happy and excited. Looking around and finding Kleenex, she wiped her tears away, and wiped her nose, then with red puffy eyes she looked up and smiled weakly. "I'm fired, aren't I," She asked, expecting the worst.
"No," He answered with a warm smile, "At least not today."
"Then what is happening," She asked, trying to clear up her confusion.
"Charlene, I am going to keep your secret for as long as you can keep it. Then we will see where we go from there." He answered as he squeezed her hand reassuringly.
"Why are you so happy I'm pregnant," She asked as he left to bring her clothes to her as she got up off the bed and disrobed before pulling on her shorts and t-shirt.
"Remember, our stated goal was to get you pregnant," He answered with a triumphant smile, "And, one of us did that. Now, I'm just hoping it was me!"
"One of you three," She laughed bitterly as she looked down at her hands, "I've had sex with you every workday for a month. Leon is more interested in choking me out than cumming in me, but Randal! Before I signed my contract with you three, I have only had sex with one man, Jason. Now, I have had sex with hundreds of men! How can you possibly know only you, or Leon, or Randal got me pregnant? I...don't even know who, of all the hundreds of men fucking me, got me pregnant!"
He laughed and she wanted to hit him before he waved a hand for her to calm down, "You apparently never paid attention to the bracelets the men were wearing. Or, I guess the one given to you as Randal's guest. For men there are three bracelets, bronze, silver and gold. Bronze is for men with STDs, they cannot have any sexual activity with anyone other than other bronze members. Silver bracelets cost one-hundred thousand dollars, and are men who are STD clean but are not allowed to procreate, or basically cum in the female club members. If they want sex raw then they have to provide proof of sterilization. Gold bracelets cost five-million dollars, of course to promote exclusivity, only these members are allowed to have sex and impregnate the female members."
"Ohhhhhhh my God," She hissed as she brought her hand to her forehead, "I'm worse than a prostitute! I'm a fucking slut to the super rich!"
"Well we did inform you of what was required to fulfill the contract," He retorted before he continued, "As for the female club members, there are again three bracelets, bronze, silver, and gold. Bronze again is relegated to those with STDs. Silver female members are clean and are free to employees, and are only five-hundred dollars to join otherwise. Some of these women are professionals, but most are not, most of them are girls paying their way through college. There are a few college professors and a few teachers, others are CEOs and entrepreneurs that all need a way to relax sexually, and then there are the 'Hot Wives' that come in with and without husbands for the thrill!"
"Wow," She mumbled.
He smiled and purred, "I wonder which kind you will be after our contract is completed… or dissolved."
Looking up at him fearfully, he smiled and continued, "Whatever the woman's background or motivation, they can develop their own clientele or let the club randomly match them with men, either way everyone quickly makes up their own friends, favorites, and preferred lists. The one thing every female member understands though, is that they are responsible for not getting pregnant, and that they could at any time. Last are the gold bracelet female members, these bracelets are given to guests of the male gold members. These 'Golden Girls' bypass all the usual background checks as it is expected of a Gold Member to know who he is bringing into the club."
"Ah hence the deep dive, FBI grade, background check before you offered me the contract," She whispered.
"Exactly," He agreed before he finished his explanation, "One of the privileges of being a gold member with a guest is the ability to set the standards of who has sex with his guest and what behavior is acceptable."
"So you're saying," She concluded, "That Randal never let any gold members have sex with me, so the only men that could have gotten me pregnant are you, Randal, Leon and Jason…"
"And, those eight potent studs in the elevator," He corrected.
"Well that's a much smaller pool of potential fathers than I started with," She sighed, "So, What do you three do? Take bets on who can knock up the receptionist first?"
"Exactly," He laughed, "Except, all the expectant father wins is, each of the other two has to buy a premium bottle of bourbon, scotch, or whiskey in congratulations!"
"Really," She scoffed, "So what happens to me? Where's my bottle of premium boo's, or do I just get premium blues?"
He laughed and shook his head, "No Miss Lust, you are already carrying our gift, but I will tell you this, and hope you will figure out the rest, you are the most valued employee after us partners. I love you, Randal loves you, and Leon, well he only loves himself. However, we, Randal and I, do not want to lose you. So, the decisions you make over the next few weeks will determine whether you stay…or you go."
She listened very carefully, dissecting every word he said and in the end she still felt confused and insecure. Still, she mustered herself and smiled as she answered, "I will do my best!"
"You always have Miss Lust," He answered as he took her hand and shook it, "You always have…"
——(!)——
Heather hadn't seen her mother in an hour, and it felt like hours…
"Okay Miss Galdren," The Doctor purred as he came into the ER stall, "I have good news for you. You're still pregnant."
"I am," She gushed happily, "Oh thank God!"
"Yes, but I have to warn you," He continued, "The bleeding you're having, is from your rectum. There are several small lacerations that are not bad but will bleed a lot because that is how that area keeps you from getting infections."
"Okay," She agreed with a nod.
"Also I would suggest that you stop all anal sex until you are healed," He said in a soft undertone as if he knew she wouldn't want that broadcast across the ER, "Afterward you can resume but if you have a recurrence of bloody stool or just blood, then you should consider never having anal sex ever again."
"I see," She mumbled as her face flushed in embarrassment.
"Okay so are you good," He asked politely, "Do you have any other pain, or any other concerns?"
"No," She answered with a shake of her head.
"Okay then I will give this to the nurse and we will get started on discharging you," He said as he walked out of the stall.
A few minutes later, Charlene came in smiling and took Heather's hand. Donald followed her in, and was smiling as if he had just heard great news.
"Where have you been," She hissed, "I have been sitting here for an hour. By myself!"
"I'm sorry Honey," Charlene apologized, "I wasn't feeling well so the Doctors admitted me as well."
"Seriously," She mumbled.
"Oh yeah," Donald chortled, "Turns out your mom has a parasite."
"Eew," She sneered and looked at her mom like she was infectious.
Charlene cut her eyes at Donald and shook her head, "Yes, well I guess it is a parasite. The nine month long kind of parasite."
"What," She asked, not getting the inference.
"I'm pregnant," Charlene answered.
"What? Really?" She squealed, "Oh wow daddy is going to be so happy!"
"Really," Donald asked as he laughed at the irony.
"Yes," Charlene sighed as she looked at Heather very meaningfully and cut her eyes toward Donald and gave a slight shake of her head, her subtle way of saying shut up in front of Donald, "Jason has been wanting more children for years."
"Well it looks like he got his wish," Donald chirped with a knowing, condescending grin, Jason may be the expectant father but it was either Donald, Randal or Leon's child.
"Charlene smiled, bent over and kissed Heather on the forehead and moved to leave pushing Donald ahead of her, "We'll leave and let you get dressed."
Once they were out of Heather's stall Charlene hissed, "Why did you do that? I still had options on how to deal with my pregnancy, now I have none!"
"You still have all your options Lust," Donald retorted with a condescending smirk, "You even have options you haven't even considered yet. But, now, they all have consequences."
She hissed and glared at him, but she was a smart woman and she knew he had just dropped another clue for her. All she needed to do was figure it out...
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