“Yeah, there were fluids,” I said, before correcting myself. “No, sorry, I mean, no, I didn’t cough up any fluids.”
After holding her finger up for my inspection, Allie reached it to my body and slid it along my cock, from tip to base, carefully twisting and turning her finger to transfer as much liquid to me as she could. The pressure and the warm wetness kept my shaft at the peak of hardness.
“Were the coughs associated with any other symptoms, like shivering or fever?”
Allie repeated the motion, but this time with her first two fingers, pulling them along her slit to soak them with her wetness, then using the same fingers to lubricate my cock.
“No, no shivering. No fever,” I spat out impatiently.
The third time Allie used three fingers, and she was wet enough that she could load them with a lot of liquid all at once. This time as she reached her soggy hand toward my body, I grabbed her wrist and pulled it to my nose, deeply inhaling her aroma before taking one finger in my mouth. Even her taste was erotic, especially knowing that I was the reason she was so wet.
“Were you able to contain your ejecta?”
I freaked out for a second. “Wait, my what?”
“Ejecta. The particulates that came out of your mouth during the cough.”
“So, basically you’re asking if I covered my mouth. Yes. I did.”
Once I released her wrist from my grasp, Allie encircled her fingers around my now-moist cock. She stroked it with almost no pressure at a slow speed, a combination that was perfect for her to feel every ridge and vein. I wondered if she was taking her cue from the story I’d told her about that morning with Skye. Her juices had combined with more of my own, and the motion of her hand made a squishy sound that I hoped was inaudible.
“Well, it looks like your cough is not strongly associated with Zara,” Samantha said.
“Mm, that feels good,” I said, belatedly realizing that this was a more appropriate response to Allie than to Samantha. “Good to know, I mean.”
“Right now we have no additional information about the possibly-infectious passenger, but we will keep you informed as we learn more. We should have some news for you before too much longer. Are you restricting your encounters to just Allison?”
As much as I tried to pay attention to Samantha’s words, it was nearly impossible to keep my focus away from Allie’s fingers on my shaft. My entire body was responding to her touch as I could feel my heart rate and breathing quicken. Her lithe fingers passed back and forth repeatedly from my shaft to the reddening mushroom head, still with just the lightest of touches.
“Yeah, Allie. Just Allie. There’s no one else.”
“Jason, I’m still concerned about the change in your speech patterns, but we’ll check on this again next time,” Samantha said. Then she added, “Allison, are you restricting your encounters to just Jason?”
In a strong voice, Allie said, “Yep, he’s my one and only.”
“OK then, good, thanks to you both. Bye for now.”
Allie said, “Bye,” and the call finally, mercifully, ended. I threw my phone on the carpet, glad to be rid of it.