Take the job.

Choosing is pretty easy this time. Turning the job down will put you back to square one, whilst attacking Cathy while her cyberpussy is still busily milking your cock would seem bad form. Options one and three don't seem to be at odds with each other so you pick take the job with ever intention of continuing fucking anyway.

"Fine I'm in." You tell Cathy. "You got yourself a partner."

"Great." Cathy says grinning. "We pick Fukimoto up in two hours. Got any ideas how to pass the time?"

You wonder whether Cathy's another player in this game. From roleplaying experiance breaking character is frowned upon and besides since this all feels so real you don't want to spoil the atmosphere.

"Damn, you just played me." You accuse her. "You never had any intention of looking for another partner did you. You knew I wasn't going to walk away once you'd got those legs wrapped round me."

"Maybe a little." Cathy admits with a laugh. "But even if you had walked, I wanted a fuck just as much as you did."

You take her words as your cue to take the initiative. Tucking your hands beneath her knees you lift those long legs up until her ankles are up round her ears. You rise up onto your knees to get better leverage. All this is acheived with your cock still firmly bedded in Cathy's enhanced pussy. Now she's pinned down with your considerable weight bearing down you are the one calling the shots.

You start to thrust into her, moving your hips so that a good three quarters of your cock slides out on each backstroke before being thrust back with ****. From the moans she's making Cathy has no complaints at all with her treatment. You settle into any easy rhythem, pounding your cock into her dripping wet cunt. You gradually increase both your tempo and **** until your butt is hammering home your cock like a piledriver.

"Oh fuck yeah." Cathy squeals, evidently enjoying the rough treatment. "That's good, hammer that cock baby."

You oblige your partner, fucking her as hard as you can. You count yourself lucky that you picked a character with good stamina as Cathy seems to be able to take this brutal pounding in her stride with the enhancements she has. You soon lose track of how many times either you or Cathy orgasm. Each time she orgasms her enhanced muscles tighten round your cock like a fist as your partner screams out and screws the bedsheets into knots with her clutching fingers. Despite shooting your load a half dozen times your erection never wavers and your balls seem to hold endless supply of sperm.

You lose track of time and only an alarm sounding from Cathy's wristpiece brings you to a halt with neither party yet exhausted.

"Shit, time for us to get moving." Cathy says from beneath you. "We have an hour to get ready and make it to the airport."

Reluctantly you pull your cock out of Cathy. Though she's wet and sweaty from the fucking she still seems fit and ready to go. She swings off the bed once you release hold of her and heads for a door.

"I need to get showered and changed." She tells you, "I guess that suit of yours will have to do."

Once Cathy has showered she lets you take your turn while she picks out some clothes more suitable for the high class client. You step back into the room to find her just finishing dressing. Like yourself she wears a black suit, the jacket lying on the bed as she fits a double shoulder holster on over her white dress shirt. The suit is superior quality and better fitting than yours. Instead of black pants she wears a tight black skirt short enough to show her long legs off. Black knee length boots finish her outfit. She slips a matching pair of slim needle pistols into the shoulder holsters.

You quickly get dressed, checking your weapons over before straightening your tie.

Ready to go?