There was a rush of air as the door opened.
“Well, there is no turning back now.” Mark noted.
Dr. Chambers and the woman were lying on the floor, both nude, slick with every imaginable bodily fluid and completely spent. For the time being the slept, still embracing each other. Even as they slept they fondled each other. Dr. Chambers unconsciously licked the woman’s cum coated lips.
Mark and Lisa hugged the wall and quietly made there way toward the nearest stairwell door. When they opened the door they both froze. A woman was moaning a few levels up she was fucking someone or something wildly.
Lisa pressed a gloved finger against her transparent faceplate, “Shhh”. Mark nodded and they headed downstairs. The rest of the trip downstairs was uneventful. Mark checked his watch; they had to be in the lounge in 7 minutes.
Lisa opened the stairwell door onto the lounge level. About 20 feet from her she saw her friend Carol. Carol was in her mid-thirties 5’-4” with dirty blonde hair. She was involved in developing a delivery system for the agents Mark and Lisa engineered, but that was before she became infected. Now Carol was just another sex-crazed victim of Cassandra. Carol seemed to be fairing better than most of the women in the facility. For one thing, she was still clothed, mostly. Her skirt’s hemline was usually below her knees, but it had been pulled up to her mid thighs and there was a considerable amount of wetness on her thighs and hands. Carol was still wearing a white blouse, but it was disheveled and her bra had been removed. Lisa could tell because she could see her nipples poking against the thing material. Lisa was frozen in fear and the surprise. Carol wasn’t aggressive like Dr. Chambers and her friend upstairs; she walked up to Lisa and fondled at her breasts through the environmental suit. Lisa felt herself blushing.
Carol looked into Lisa’s eyes, “Carol honey, do you want to come out and play?” she asked playfully.
Mark pushed past Lisa and grabbed Carol, she giggled. “Sorry Lisa, you snooze you lose!” She grabbed at Mark and he yelled to Lisa, “SNAP OUT OF LISA, open that door!”
Lisa complied and quickly pulled open the door to her left. Mark pushed through the door with Carol. By now her legs were off the ground and wrapped around Mark’s waist. She was gyrating against his suit and he feared the friction would tear it. Carol pleaded, “Let’s get you out of his suit, I want to feel what you have for me!” Mark grunted as he shoved Carol off and retreated back to the corridor. Lisa slammed the door shut and braced it. Wasting no time Mark pushed over a filing cabinet blocking the door. The two of them ran down the corridor toward the lounge. Lisa did not notice that she tore her glove when she slammed the door of the kennel.
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