You kiss her

It's hard to look back at yourself even a few weeks ago. You thought you'd hit the jackpot when Amber bothered to even look at you. Now, you realize that you were held trapped by your own fears. Having everything taken away from you also meant you had nothing left to fear... and you've grown since.

A few weeks ago, if presented with the challenge of Elizabeth's lips, you would have turned and fled. Now... you take hold of her shoulders and bring her lips to your own.

"Aren't you too injured to--"

You cut off her words with your kiss.

She kisses you back with a desperation that surprises you, running her fingers through your hair and pulling your face to hers.

"You're like James Bond," she says when you finally break for breath. "Surrounded by evil, assaulted but still strong."

Well, that was a horrible comparison but you weren't going to complain. Instead, you kiss her again.

Then she's tugging at your boxers and pulling off her own clothing. "I want to tell you what I found about MicroStuff."

Huh? There's a serious disconnect between her words and actions. What the hell does getting naked have to do with MicroStuff. You certainly never got naked in the years you worked there.

Fortunately or not, that is your last coherent thought for a while.

Elizabeth always wears conservative suits to work and that, coupled with her spiky-short hair, gives a professional look that doesn't seem quite consistent with being a raging sex maniac... which, it seems, she's become.

Once she gets you naked, she pushes you down on the bed and climbs on top of you.

She's unbuttoned that white blouse she always wears and unhooked her front-loading bra so her boobs swing free, and she's hiked up her skirt and somehow lost her panties which means there's no barrier to getting your dick... which she dexterously covers with a condom... to the gates of her pussy.

She doesn't waste any time with foreplay, with gentle rubbing of cock to pussy lips. Instead she sits down on your dick, plunging it into her.

"Fuck, that's good," she groans.

"Yeah."

She doesn't seem much interested in your opinion, though. Instead, she shuts her eyes and starts banging her torso up and down on your dick.

It takes you a few tries to get in synch because her movements aren't exactly rhythmic but eventually you learn to read her body and thrust to meet her with each of her plunges.

It's weird... Amber was totally into herself but with her, it was more like 'oh, my. The ceiling certainly does need cleaning, doesn't it... are you done fucking me so I can call the cleaning lady. Elizabeth also seems into herself but in an almost male way... intent on getting her enjoyment while being, if not indifferent to your satisfaction, at least willing to push it to a lower priority than her own. Which, come to think of it, doesn't bother you at all.

Being a sex object might suck if that was your only option but being one for one woman while being an object of affection to others wasn't so bad.

Which is about when your brain joins Elizabeth in shutdown mode.

The two of you fuck like you're the last two people on earth, **** coupling for its own sake.

She's sweating now, little droplets forming on her breasts. And breathing hard.

Her pussy feels so tight around your dick you can barely control yourself but you don't want to cum before her... for one thing, you're pretty sure she'd keep banging away at you anyway and so you might as well enjoy it. For another, well, she might not be thinking right now but when she's finished her rational side will take back over and you want her to remember this as a happy and successful occasion... one she wants to repeat.

She grabs your hands and puts them on her tits, then plunges her fingers into her pussy, massaging her clit as she makes hoarse grunting noises.

Her pussy convulses under the **** and her face and chest flushes red. Then her grunts turn into a scream that sounds almost painful and the contractions of her pussy turn rhythmic. "Oh, god. Oh, god. Cumming!" she shout-screams.

Without waiting for any response from you, she hops off your dick, yanks the condom off, and pumps away at you.

You manage to last for about thirty seconds before unloading all over her face.

Elizabeth puts your still-pulsing dick into her mouth and sucks hard, swallowing the cum still pumping out. Then, to your surprise, she bursts into tears and runs to her bathroom.

What the hell?