511 Reluctant Resistance

Gloria Martinez was in a fantastic mood as she drove to her day shift to take care of a private client. She had just enjoyed another normal breakfast with her son David and she almost laughed at remembering his shocked face that she wasn't excessively tired after working all night or knocked out unconscious on the couch.

Being able to afford actual food to share with him, made her even more grateful for the off-the-books work Veder hired her for. Her thoughts went right to his spectacular penis and how perfect it was. She even recalled how delicious he was when she swallowed that first shot and she just had to have another and got him off again.

Getting him to ejaculate the first time could easily be explained away as a necessary medical procedure, since he really had been backed up for an exceedingly long time. It could cause damage to the reproductive system and could lead to erectile dysfunction if left untreated. The second one, though? That was all on her, as was enjoying the feeling of her tongue caressing his hardness.

Gloria's face flushed red as she remembered turning to the vidscreen to see how much her skills had earned her and she was both pleased and surprised to have been rewarded for each time he had gotten off. She thought it was one act and was fully prepared to defend herself if he called her out on it, since she had kept going after he was done the first time.

Instead, he acknowledged her effort without saying so. Gloria did feel a little dirty about taking advantage of him, though. He couldn't move his hands to push her away, even if he wanted to, and that made her feel guilty. Then again, by the look on his face and the moans of pleasure he let out, there was no possible way he would have refused.

“I just have to be firm with him and tell him that was a one-time thing.” Gloria said to try and convince herself and she thought there wasn't enough conviction in her voice to believe it. “I have to be firm and say no. I can't let my personal feelings interfere with my work...”

Her words drifted off when she realized what she said. Her personal feelings? What did she mean by that? They only met for a brief time and she had helped Victor remove a lot of his chrome. She did spend a few hours before each of her shifts for the four days to deliver her warning to him that David couldn't help him. Was that why she felt more invested into him?

Thoughts flowed through her head as she did her best to not compare him to her son. That wasn't fair for either of them and she didn't want to bias herself... and then she remembered reading his medical file, his nurse Synapse saying he was an orphan, him declaring he had earned his spot at the academy all on his own and wasn't a corpo brat, and how he had pretty much berated her for foisting her dreams onto her son without bothering to find out what his dreams were.

“Ay Dios mio.” Gloria sighed. “I'm starting to care about him.”

The rest of the drive passed by quickly and she parked in the reserved resident spot. She had an errant thought that he could rent out the other parking spot assigned to his apartment for a good amount, then she dismissed the thought. What would he need a small stream of income like that for? He was already rich.

Gloria locked her vehicle and entered the side door. On her way to the elevator, she waved to Tank behind the security desk and the huge man waved back. The elevator ride was a short one and she approached the apartment door. Her pace slowed down as she did her best to compose herself. She couldn't let her revelations show on her face or he'd use them against her.

That was an odd thought for her to have until she remembered how he had handled the situation yesterday. He was smooth, didn't overreact, or made it out to be anything special. It was more of a transaction than anything else and he had ensured that the cameras didn't see it and he didn't record it anywhere. That reassured her and she felt confident that she was the one in control.

Gloria straightened her back and walked through the door and into the apartment. She saw he was still there on the couch and the towel was off to the side.Why am I feeling disappointed by that?

“Morning, choombatta.” V said and wiggled his fingers at her in his version of a wave. “Same breakfast as yesterday, please. I gotta keep my strength up.”

“You got it, choom.” Gloria said and went to the vending machine. She sent an inquiry to the machine to get the log, brought up the list of the previous day's purchases, and chose the top option to have it dispense the same two meals for them.

She took off her backpack and heavy coat, which earned the expected gasp from the horny teenager. Gloria tried to hide her smug smile as she loaded up the tray with the food and carried the tray into the living room. His eyes were locked onto her breasts, which were hugged tightly by her white sleeveless top. The cloth bra she wore held her well and the white top hid nothing.

She thought about calling him out on his eyes tracing the lines her bra made in the top, then decided to ignore his staring and started feeding him instead. The coffee perked her right up and she could tell it was doing the same for him. At least, she assumed it was the coffee. When her eyes went to his waist, she caught her breath at the sight.

The top few inches of his erection had somehow worked its way out of the tight bindings that should have kept it hidden. When it throbbed, it moved the bandages slightly, proving that it was strong enough that the wrappings were insufficient to keep the thing safely contained.

Plus, it was now the sixth day and the bandages needed to be changed and the wrappings redone. She wasn't sure what to do about the casts, though. A quick message to Synapse, the night nurse, let her know how to properly handle them and not get them wet as she gave V a sponge bath.

Gloria ate as well as she shared both meals with him. She had messed up the day before, since she had used to do the same thing when she shared meals with her son years ago. It was kind of funny the habits you didn't know you had until you did them again.

He thanked her when they were done and he needed to go again, so she brought out the apparatus and set it up. He nearly filled it again and she cleaned him up, cleaned up the hose and container, and returned it to her backpack.

It took a little bit of prep time to set up what she needed, using the ever-present coffee table, and Gloria smirked at his shocked face when he saw her carrying out the large wash bin of soapy water, sponge, washcloths, and towels. She went to her backpack and brought out replacement bandages and wrappings, which she would pay for and replace later, and set them off to the side.

There was going to be a lot of work to do to get him clean and everything but the casts replaced. That reminded her of the bags needed to cover the casts and she grabbed them from the closet. Another set of surgical gloves were applied to her hands and she was ready to handle him. At least, she thought she was.

Gloria's previous exposure to him was when he was severely hurt and his body was beaten almost to a pulp after being run over and it had been more than a little squishy. It was also covered in black and blue bruises from the deep tissue damage and she felt nothing but sympathy for him.

In fact, the last image of him that had been burned into her long term memory was the back of his skull that was torn open and the protective plate removed. She had helped Victor Vektor extract a mostly intact cyberware brain implant that should have killed him when it squished the surrounding brain tissue.

Now it was almost a week later and Veder had been on stims and dorphs to promote excessive healing. It didn't quite impact her thinking until she started cutting away the bandages and unwrapping his upper arms and his chest. It revealed a muscular chest that had her brain firing impulses she had long ago thought she repressed after her son's birth and she barely stopped herself from drooling.

As her fingers worked to free him, she couldn't help but notice that his muscles weren't covered in RealSkinn or were the result of Bio-sculpt. There were also no implants or titanium reinforcement underneath, mostly because there hadn't been any solid bones for the metal to be bolted to.

How did he get so ripped without looking like a boosted brute?Gloria asked herself as she carefully used a sponge and warm water to wash his very nice chest. Because she knew he didn't have reinforced bones underneath to support them, there was no way his muscles could be vat-grown grafted synthetic muscles. That meant they really were real and she tried to not let that fact affect her thoughts. She was not successful with that at all.

As she worked, Gloria noticed Veder could only stare at her and he had his mouth clamped shut, probably to stop himself from making pleased sounds. That gave her the idea that he knew exactly what she was thinking and he might even feel the same way. What should have been a normal act of caring for someone, was somehow sexually charged for the both of them.

Her washing only barely avoided the partial cast holding his neck and shoulders still, since she just couldn't help herself and explored as much of it as she could reach. She used a towel to dry him off as much as she could and then moved down to his waist. Veder's sucked in breath as she started cutting away the bandages made her smile, because she was removing any vestiges of decency they hid.

Gloria's sexual thoughts derailed slightly when she didn't find any of the usual reinforcing splints that should have been included to keep his bones straight and his pulped flesh in the right shape for it to heal.

“They were removed at the hospital.” Veder said and Gloria looked at his face. “I thought it was weird, too. They said I was healing better than their predictions, thanks to the dorphs, and there wasn't room to keep them inside the bandages and still hold my arms and legs in the right shape.”

“And your chest?” Gloria asked before she could stop herself.

“They said something about Vic removing the bone lace right away had let the broken pieces of my sternum mend together even better after a few doses of the right dorphs for bone growth.” Veder explained. “I figured the metal weave had been impeding my immune system more than normal.”

Gloria nodded and finished cutting off the bandages down to his knees. “You did have a lot more chrome than usual in your body without any external signs.”

Veder smirked at her. “Hey, if you looked like this, would you dare cut any of it away just to visibly show your chrome?”

Gloria blushed and shook her head as she tossed a few loose bandages and wrappings into the trash.

“I know you wouldn't.” Veder said, quite pointedly.

Gloria looked back at his face and saw his eyes were locked onto her breasts. She would have rolled her eyes at him for it, except she glanced down at herself and saw she hadn't been as careful as she thought she had been while washing him. Her white top hadn't been see-through before and now it was quite wet and it let him see that her supportive bra literally served her breasts up for him to stare at.

Two can play that game.Gloria thought and pulled away the part of the bandages she had left there to cover his manhood... and immediately realized her mistake. It was too late, though. Her own eyes locked onto his perfect penis and she felt herself grow damp down there as a bit of drool escaped her mouth before she could stop it.

Her thoughts of being professional were arguing vehemently with her libido that begged her to play with it again. She knew how good it felt and how good it tasted and she wanted it again. However, she also had an important job to do and she was going to do it.

Gloria grabbed the sponge and the washcloth, soaped them up, and proceeded to wash him in the most efficient way possible. She completely avoided that area until it was the very last thing she needed to tackle. Instead of leaving it dirty like she thought she should have, she lathered up the sponge and cloth again and went at it.

Her thoughts were filled with how easy it could be to take things a little further and Gloria intentionally avoided looking at Veder's face. She didn't want to see the matching look of desire there that she knew she had on her own face, because he reacted cutely to her every touch and she loved it.

The towel was used to dry him off and Gloria was quite pleased that she hadn't succumbed to her complete and utter need to have him inside of her in any capacity. For some reason, she knew that if she mounted him right now, he would fill her perfectly and she'd come right away.

When she reached for the bandages to wrap his hips up again, her eyes caught the vidscreen on the wall. She stared at the thing and saw the list of her shift pay schedule and the current event marked down as a medically required sponge bath (week one) and had earned her another 400 eddies on top of the basic service charge of 100 eddies.

“You do good work.” Veder said, his voice strained.

Gloria looked back at him and his eyes were looking at himself instead of her breasts. When she looked where he was looking, she caught her breath. A few dribbles of white fluid were coming out of the tip as it twitched.

“But... but, I... didn't do anything.” Gloria whispered.I wanted to, though.

“Doesn't matter.” Veder said. “It happened and you earned it.”

“How?” Gloria asked and couldn't look away from it. She wanted to lick it up really badly and she was barely stopping herself from falling onto him like a ravening beast.

“You being you is enough.” He told her and her face went red. “I'm sorry for needing a little more cleaning after the perfect bath.”

“It... it's okay. I'll finish cleaning it for you.” Gloria said and rinsed the washcloth in the basin before she lathered it up a little. “No charge.”

As she wiped the small mess up and gave him a very careful pump to get the remains out, she deeply regretted that she had kept her composure and hadn't gone at him like she was a starving drug addict wanting her next fix. She licked her lips several times as she finished cleaning him up and did her best to not keep staring at his continued hardness as she wrapped him back up.

Instead of doing it tightly like the last bandages were, she left the middle part a little looser and added more bandages to give him better coverage, even when he was hard. Mentally, she was berating herself for denying herself from seeing him peeking out to greet her like before. She would need to save that image later when she went back home.

Gloria cleaned up the area and returned everything to the bathroom. She stopped at the sink and stared at her red face in the mirror. The color almost matched her hair and she softly laughed at herself. Was she that horny for him that simple things like that could get her so hot and bothered? Why did him getting off on her acting professional make her feel happy?

She shook her head and pushed those thoughts aside and removed her gloves and washed her hands. She looked at her wet top and removed it, and her bra, and put them into the clothes presser. A minute later, they came out toasty warm and she put them on. Her top was a solid white once more and she chuckled at feeling bad that Veder couldn't see her chest anymore.

Gloria went back out into the living room and glanced at the vidscreen. It was showing the news again and she saw the time was getting close to noon. It really had taken a long time to clean him up and replace all of his bandages and wrappings, so she went into the kitchen and paused when she was about to get the same things as the day before.

“V? Do you want the same meal as yesterday?” Gloria asked.

“Y-Yes, please.” Veder answered and his shaky voice held a lot more than mere agreement.

Gloria immediately remembered what he had said about their shared meal the day before and her face flushed red again. He wanted them to have another date meal and was nervous that she might say no. It took her a moment to compose herself before she chose the right options, loaded up the tray, and carried it out to the living room.

“Hey, choom.” Gloria said as she set the tray down and sat beside him. She didn't bother dividing up the food and just started feeding him and herself. “I had an easy shift at work last night.”

“No way, choombatta! You're full of drek.” Veder said and munched on the french fries she held out for him.

Gloria started telling him they only had one major call all night and it was barely worth the cost of delivery. A gun shot flesh wound in some gonk gang member's shoulder and it hadn't even hit a major artery. He could have easily walked the three blocks to the closest hospital and had called for the Meat Wagon instead. It made Veder laugh and Gloria felt like it was the best sound in the world.