know it. We don’t have enough information about them to conclude anything. We won’t make this any harder than it absolutely has to be. Whatever they want—to eat, movies or books, and exercise time in the gym—is all fine with me. I’m not trying to make it worse.”
Meg frowned but nodded. “Just like prison.”
Henry stepped out of the enclosure and closed the door behind him. “They’re doing okay. Fresh clothes, showers but they look exhausted. Let them sleep, Meg.”
She hugged Henry then Ike. “I’m sorry. I hate this. I hate that I made something that could hurt them.”
Ike held her, and she felt secure.
“You aren’t out to hurt them but to protect them. They were running from something. Let’s just go in your office and calm down in private.” Ike walked her that way.
Meg’s brain jumped in a hundred directions at once. As soon as she was in her office, she sat at her desk and got on her computer.
“No emailing Liz!” Ike said.
“I’m not. I’m emailing Commander Hastings. He emailed me with orders to keep them safe and quiet. Also, he wants me to test the dust weapon on them if it’s ready. That’s not going to happen.”
“You’ve got some nerve emailing him while he’s off the base. At least, you got your orders,” Charlie said.
“I’m just appealing to him for some humanitarian treatment for them. Less restraints and so on.” She paused then deleted the message. “No, I won’t. My lab, my call.”
“What does that mean?” Henry asked.
She smiled. “It means I’d rather beg forgiveness than ask permission. Once I’m sure they’re still on our side and love Liz, I’m leaving that door open. I won’t alert Liz because she should have her holiday with her family. But while they’re here, I don’t want them locked up all the time.”
Ike shook his head. “You’re asking for trouble.”
She smiled. “Tough. If you’re so worried, you can stay in my lab all the time and monitor the activity.”
“I like that idea.” Henry leaned in and kissed her.
Charlie slid in and nuzzled her neck.
“Don’t start. We don’t have all the supplies.” She moaned.
“Your desk isn’t equipped for group sex?” Ike asked.
Meg turned and kissed Charlie. She wanted to enjoy her guys right now, but leaving wasn’t an option yet. “Sorry, no. We can keep it oral.”
Charlie opened one of his pockets and dropped at least a dozen condoms on her desk. Henry did the same with lube packets.
“I guess you’re set for a day or two.” Ike winked and lifted her up onto her desk.
“This is weird.” She looked at the door. No one would come in.
Still, Henry moved over and locked the door for her. She nodded and kicked off her flats when he returned and removed her lab coat.
“I’ve never done this in my office—anything sexual, I mean. So there are no government monitors in here?” she asked.
Charlie slid his hand under her skirt and pulled off her panties in one smooth motion. “Not that we know of.”
Ike stepped in behind her and tugged off her dress.
Meg reached for her bra. It wasn’t so much a necessity as a habit, but she liked the feel of lace.
“Leave it on.” Ike leaned down and sucked her breasts through the silver lace then tugged down one cup to reveal her flesh.
Henry was on her other breast quickly. They truly seemed to enjoy her form. Meg reclined on her desk and felt very wanton. When Charlie kissed her slit, Meg opened her eyes and the view of her office sent chills of naughty fun through her.
Opening her legs, Meg handed him a condom. No time for a marathon. They could go all night! She needed relief fast and had to get back to work.
Charlie opened his fly and rubbed his erection along her wet pussy for at least a minute. When he paused, she moaned for more. Finally, he wrapped his hard cock and slid into her deep. His confidence turned her on. When Charlie leaned in, she kissed his mouth then watched him share her breast with Henry.