Lis' boss wants you

The next Monday you get an email from Station Voice Wilds, Lis' boss over at External Communications. The details are vague but she wants you there for some kind of meeting before lunch, and when you check with Sub-Commander Hurt she says it's all been cleared.

You spend the morning clearing the usual pile of weekend email messages, most of them dealing with patrol reports, arrest records, and scheduling for the coming weeks. As your appointment with Wilds comes closer it seems time slows to a crawl, until you just can't wait any longer. You'll be there several minutes early, but you don't care anymore. Not even the Sub-Commander's needs break the monotony more than once after her usual morning blowjob, and that's just a perfunctory fuck from behind while she's on the phone.

In the elevator up you check yourself in the mirror, wishing you'd known about this beforehand so you could have worn something pretty instead of the usual office tank top, short skirt, and spike-heeled boots. The Peace **** is strict on protocol, but as long as girls don't cover up too much they're allowed pretty free reign with what they wear - you just don't usually bother, since the Sub-Commander doesn't care one way or the other.

You've visited Lis' work station a few times before, and it's a lot nicer than your own. Instead of a stark, white-walled cube with some minimal furniture for you and any appointments waiting to see the Sub-Commander, it's a softly lit, airy room with a thick carpet, picture-screens on the walls, and actual windows that show a nice view of City Park Four.

You expected Lis to be here so you could ask her what this meeting's all about, but her station is empty. When you close the glass door behind you you see that the door to Wilds' office is open, and when you step closer you hear the unmistakable sounds of fucking. After a few moments of hesitation you go up to the door to make your presence known in case you're wanted inside.

You thought Lis' work station and the Sub-Commander's office were about as nice as things ever got here, but Wilds' office is something else. The room itself is huge, with floor-to-ceiling windows on two sides, two groups of comfortable chairs, a huge glass desk, massive paintings, and an honest-to-cock aquarium that seems to cover half the wall.

You were expecting more people to be there, but it's just Wilds and Lis. Wilds is in her chair with her uniform vest open, her big tits bouncing in time with Lis who's riding the Station Voice's cock. They're facing each other and are so intent on the sex that they don't notice you at all.

The contrast to the rough and impersonal way Hurt uses you is striking and heartbreaking. During the time you've been serving her, Hurt has made it very clear that all she wants from you is release, a way for her to get off so she can get on with her day and her job. If you cum then that may be of interest to her as a form of stimulation, but your pleasure is irrelevant in itself. If she looks at you or speaks to you while she's fucking you it's rarely for anything than commands because you've failed to anticipate her wishes.

This is something completely different. Wilds and Lis are gazing into each other's eyes, touching each other gently, lovingly, speaking in breathless whispers - "Faster", "Yes, like that", "Oh cock, that feels so good" - the kind of things you say when you make love to a girl, but never when a futa is fucking you.