Lena's Stories: Order Up

 

It was noon in the Commonwealth. Our scientist, Lena, was searching a place to lay down for a bit when she stumbled across a diner. Just a couple of foot outside the door there stood two persons: a woman, dark-skinned, slender constitution with short cropped hair, the man was pale-skinned, with dark pulled back hair and a light stubble. Both they were wearing leather outfits. The woman had her weapon embraced, while the man, with his gun sheated, was shouting and treathening the owner of the diner.

 

 

Male Thug: Damn you Trudy! You know that your son bought from us our shit fair and square. Now just pay up your debts and we will be on our way.

 

 

The owner of the diner, Trudy, had also her gun embraced, and with a calm but somewhat loud and clear voice replied.

 

Trudy: I ain't giving you shit! You tricked my son into buying your stuff, and now he's become addicted to that shit.

 

 

After the quick and rather loud excange of pleasantries, the "threesome" turned their mouth to silence. The tension was palpable, and it was here that Lena decided to intrude. You're probably asking youself why Lena would poke her nose into others' business, since she's generally cold and uncaring, but in this case she saw an opportunity. Since her arrival in the Commonwealth, she wasn't able to find many friends or someone who could own her a favor, so she didn't miss the chance to seize this opportunity.

 

 

The male thug noticed Lena approaching. As soon he laid his eyes upon her, he noticed her beautiful wavy black hair, her feminine walk (very different from the female thug).

 

 

The thug, as he was glancing at Lena's figure, thought to himself how could a woman go around alone, and more importantly, how she could keep her hair so clean and combed.

 

 

Still both him and his partner in crime pointed quickly their guns at her.

 

Male Thug: Easy there lady! This doesn't concerns you.

 

Lena: If you continue to point your guns at me, surely it involves me.

 

 

As the female thug remained silent, the male one noticed after her intrusion that Lena's had surely attributes and probably a silver tongue. So, since diplomacy seems to ba an available option, he made her a proposition.

 

Male Thug: My dear lady, would you like to make some caps perhaps? There's something that you could help me with.

 

Lena: That depends. What do you want me to do exactly?

 

Male Thug: You see, the lady and her son have a debt to pay. But they don't seem intentioned to lower their guns and have a nice talk, so if you could persuade them to pay up, you'll be rewared, I guarantee.

 

 

Lena could easily side with the thugs and take the reward, if there's any. But she doesn't just stop at the immediate reward. She thinks ahead. And her thought was that could be more convenient having an honest trader owning you a favor, than be in business with a common thug that make caps out of drugs and probably prone to backstab.

 

Lena: Let me have a chat with them. I can be very persuasive.

 

Male Thug: That's what I was hoping for.

 

 

The brave scientist walked toward the entrance of the diner. The male thug, always staring at her, was thinking if maybe later he could have his way with her, since his partner wasn't one so easy, and he also was very horny, especially after seeing Lena's beauty.

 

 

After crossing the door, our scientist lowered her gun and with a voice with fairly low tone she spoke to Trudy.

 

Lena: You don't need to worry woman. I've already took my decision. Those thugs are going to die.

 

Trudy: Wait! What? I've seen you chatting with those thugs, and I thought that you decided to side with them.

 

Lena: Then why didn't you shoot me as I was approching the diner?

 

Trudy: Well...I was actually hoping that, since you are so well dressed and poised, you wouldn't lower yourself to the level of those criminals.

 

Lena: So...hope is the last to die, eh?! Look we need to let their guard down, so let's chat a bit and try to look like you are negotiating with me, ok?

 

Trudy: Okay...let's do it.

 

 

Lena: So you are having a problem with your son?

 

Trudy: Yes my Patrick is an addict. Well those two bastards made him an addict. I fear that since he's young, and he has nobody to talk with someone about his age, he resorted to drugs to "pass the time", and those two thugs knew it very well.

 

Lena: He has really nobody else beside you?

 

Trudy: No. We are here all alone. He cannot have friends, not even a pet since there is nobody around here, aside mole rats. Sometimes the caravans pass by, but with all this years being alone I think he became quite shy to start a conversation with someone.

 

And here Lena dominating sexual nature woke up. A young man, alone, with no friends, and probably virgin, was served on a silver plate. How many things she could teach him. She was starting to think that siding with Trudy was really the best option since the beginning. But how to approach the guy if the mother was around? Could she be one of the soon to be victims of the gunfight? Or perhaps caravans...yeah caravans. One the distance in fact she saw an old woman with her brahmin. Maybe later Lena could pull off something out of it.

 

Lena: Trudy are you ready?

 

Trudy: Yeah!

 

Patrick: M-mom. I'll f-fight too.

 

Lena: No you stay down. Your are on jet and your mind is not clear enough. "Beside if you die I won't have any fun".

 

 

As soon as Trudy and Patrick took cover, Lena saw the male thug charging. Perhaps he understood what's going on, perhaps he wanted a Nuka Cola, still that was his last decision that took in his life.

 

 

After the quick death of the fool charging man, only the female thug remained left. But after Lena stepped out the diner she noticed her body lying in a pool of her own blood. She had her throat sliced. But who did it? The brave charging thug? No. It was Patrick. Lena couldn't believe how fast was to climb the diners windows, cut the throat of the silent bitch, and returning back. Jet really works wonders.

 

 

After a while Lena and Trudy were at the diner counter to discuss what was next.

 

Trudy: Thank you ma'am. Now that those two are rotting in hell, me and my son will now rest easy. Here take this caps, you really deserve it. By the way we never properly benn introduced you and I. I'm Trudy, and you already know my son Patrick.

 

Lena: You may call me Lena, and thanks for the caps.

 

Trudy: May I ask you a question?

 

Lena: Shoot.

 

Trudy: Are you a doctor? You know...the coat.

 

Lena: No. I'm a scientist, actually. I specialize in the design of energy weapons.

 

 

Trudy seemed inclined to have a conversation in general, so Lena wanted to try to put in act her little lustful plan.

 

Lena: My dear Trudy. I know you are trader, and you need to barter some goods with the caravans to keep up your stock. Before approaching the diner, I noticed a caravan up north. Maybe you can catch the caravan in time to strike some deals, don't you think?

 

Trudy: Well, lately we had a rough patch, so your idea seems great to me. Sadly I cannot leave with my son in this conditions, and I don't think you can cath up with the caravan to strike a deal, right?

 

Lena: True, I'm not a trader. But I can take care of your son while you are away.

 

Trudy: I can't ask you for that, really.

 

Lena: It's not a problem for me. Besides we women must stand togheter in this unforgiving Commonwealth.

 

Trudy: All right you convinced me. Please be very considerate of my son.

 

Lena: Oh, don't worry, I will.

 

 

After the departure of Trudy, Lena sat on the table in front of Patrick. Her plan worked, and now the seduction part was about to start. She started to intensely staring at the young man, that was in the meantime was trying to avoid eye contact with her. She put her closed hand on her cheek, as she wanted to appear relaxed but yet interested.

 

 

Since the intial stage of seduction seemed to be a little to "sophisticate" for a boy of the Commonwealth, Lena decided to break the ice.

 

Lena: So, Patrick. Do you have a girlfriend?

 

Patrick: N-no.

 

Lena: Why? I tell you, you are quite an handsome young man,

 

Patrick: T-thanks. But I-I live with my ma' in the middle o-of nothing, and n-n-nobody's ever around...

 

Lena: Aren't you a little tense?

 

Patrick: N-no. It's the chems. B-but t-thruth be t-told, I'm generally a bit t-tense.

 

Lena: Oh look! It seem that inadvertently I have a last unit of addictol, I didn't know that I still had one. Maybe this can help you with your shakes.

 

Patrick: Y-you are t-too kind ma'am.

 

Lena: Please call me Lena.

 

After Patrick took the addictol, he felt suddenly better. What he didn't know that Lena but a little bit of aphrodisiac in the inhalator. In fact soon after the assumption of the medicine, the young man felt is arousal grealty increased.

 

 

As soon as the arousal of Patrick was raising, our sultry scientist undressed herself leaving the unarmed boy awed.

 

 

Lena: You and I now, Patrick are going to be very intimate. During the time of our conjoining you will call me mistress.

 

Patrick: Yes...mistress.

 

Patrick couldn't focus on other than the beautiful shapes of Lena. Her most private parts were revealed to him, with no more secrets. He felt subdued to her will, but in the meantime consensual to her whims.

 

 

After the "initiation" Lena leaned toward her soon to be sex toy, moving her curves sinuosely like water, further increasing the arousal of the cattle.

 

 

Suddenly the mistress took a tougher stance.

 

Lena: Now listen to me. You nedd to undress. Completely. Show me your your naked self.

 

 

As Patrick undressed himself, Lena kneeled. She was like contemplating the manhood of the boy, savoring what pleasure that member sould bring to her. Then she opened her mouth and let slip his virility in. Patrick gasped. She couldn't even describe the pleasure that was having with some simple oral sex.

 

 

Then Lena instructed Patrick in the art of the cunnilingus...

 

 

...then a little embracing, just to feel the body heat and the sensation of two different skins colliding...

 

 

...some more of oral pleasure...

 

 

...and then virginity was taken away.
During the intercourse the sweat was starting to impregnate the air, so Lena stopped the act.

 

Lena: I saw a pond behind the diner.

 

Patrick: Yes. That's what we use to bathe.

 

Lena: Let's go then.

 

Patrick wasn't stuggering anymore. Lena grasped his manliness and lead him to the pond, where they continued their sexual idyll...

 

 

...sideway...

 

 

...with Lena dominating...

 

 

...and after that they came togheter in sweet armony.

 

 

Patrick, after all that, felt a satisfied but a little perplexed. Now that is mind was lucid again thanks to the addictol, how come that a simple guy like him had sex with such beauty. Who was she exactly? Why him?

 

 

His thoughts were interrupted by his mistress, that after relaxing laying on the ground, stood up.

 

Lena: So, my young lover. How was your first experience?

 

Patrick: ...

 

Lena: Did it blow you mind? You fewl like a different person now?

 

Patrick: I...yes, Lena.

 

Lena: You know, I hope to stop by again soon, and I hope to find you here as well.

 

Patrick: I'll be glad.

 

After their romantic chat, the lovers heard the voice of Trudy calling for Patrick.

 

 

Patrick: Oh no. Now I'm dead.

 

Lena: Shhh. Quiet.

 

Lena took a moment to think.

 

Lena: I know what to say to your mother, just do what I tell you to do, and let me handle the rest, okay?

 

 

They quickly grabbed their clothes, get dressed, still both wet.

 

Trudy: What the...why the two of you are all wet? What happened?

 

Lena: Your son had an overdose attack, luckily he pointed me at the pond behind the diner where I made him dip in the water. I got wet as well. By the way it seem one of the thug had and addictol on him. Your son now is free from jet Trudy.

 

Trudy: You are really an angel Lena. I don't know how to repay you.

 

Lena: Don't worry you son took care of everything.

 

Trudy: Really Patrick?

 

Patrick: Really ma'. Without the jet clouding my mind I can think pretty straight.

 

Trudy: Lena, you'll be always welcome here.

 

Lena: I am really glad to hear that. Now i'm sorry but I've stayed here too long. Bye Trudy. And see you soon Patrick.

 

Patrick: "gulp"