Ecstasy (2 page)

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Monica
was already an hour late and Craig's patience was wearing thin. The last three
weeks showed him a very different person in her, one who was much colder and
calculated than ever before. To be sure, she was still his lover, but not the
same as before. She made sure to get hers in bed, but she no longer seemed to
care as much for him. At least not sexually. Not orgasmically.

Not
only that, but Monica showed him a femdom part he never knew she had. She'd
jerk him almost to the point of orgasm, then let him down. She would build him,
just to break him down. She would arouse him sexually, just to walk away from
him when he most needed her. Monica that he once knew was not the Monica he
experienced over the last three weeks and he was convinced it all started with
their conversation after the CNN party.

Yet
he just couldn't figure out what was that he did.

'What
did I do? What have I done to cause all this? We had such a great thing
together and then all this!' he thought to himself.

Even
his apartment seemed different and he just couldn't find the energy to get out
of the bed. He watched the phone ring and work calling him, but had no drive to
answer.

The
door lock turned, the door opened and Monica walked in.

"How
are you?" she asked without a smile. It was the first time he saw her in
four days.

He
looked at her and asked himself how could she ask that question. Was she blind?
Did she not care anymore? If she still cared, then why ask such question?

"How
do you think I am?"

"What
do you mean, Craig?" She asked of him curtly.

Her
answer provoked anger in him. 'Here we go again!'

"Monica,
what is going on with us? What is going on with
you
? Why are you
treating me this way? What have I done?"

"What
do you mean?" she insisted. "I don't know what you mean!"

She
sat down by the right side of the bed and he recollected the good times they
used to have there. She used to do this before and she'd put her left hand on
his chest to feel his heart knowing that it beat for her. She used to like
knowing that and he drew pleasure from it.

He
decided to treat the issue head on.

"Ok,
look, we must talk," he said decisively.

"About
what?"

"Well,
you shouldn't have to ask that. It's obvious that something happened and I want
to know what happened and what did I do to cause it and, more importantly, what
can I do to fix it! I don't know how to fix it if I don't know what is
broken!"

Her
face turned from serene to anger and he could tell.

"I
have already told you I am stressed at work and you keep asking me the same
silly questions! I am stressed, I am fucking stressed and that's all there is
to it! Why can't you be patient? Why do you have to push me?"

"
Push
you
?
Patient
? Monica, you are not the same anymore! You were
stressed before, but you didn't react like this!"

"And
how exactly do you think I am different now, mister?"

'Mister'
was the word she always used to piss him off. She knew he didn't like it and
every time she used it she did it intentionally. Yet Craig knew how to handle
his anger.

"Would
you be willing to listen to what I have to say?"

Monica
got up and started walking slowly back and forth across the room.

"All
right, tell me, if you must."

"Let's
start with sex. Over the last three..."

"What
about sex? Have I not given you sex lately? Is sex what this is all
about?" she interrupted him with a solid dose of anger.

"It
is partially about sex and
you know it
! It's not that you don't give me
sex, but that you don't care about me sexually like you used to! Yes, you put
out and you make sure to get yours just like you did in the past, but you can't
deny you leave me hanging in the end! And if I was to be a little more
nefarious, I'd say you do it on purpose!"

"
What
????
What do you mean?"

"Come
on, Monica! You walk away before I finish and you know it! In fact, I see a
sort of diabolic pleasure in your eyes when you do that! You arouse every one
of my nerve cells with your body, hands, mouth and eyes, you drive me insane
with expectations, then you simply walk away!"

As
he was talking, her steps brought her closer to his bed and by the time she got
there, she was almost naked. Her entire demeanor changed from the cold person
who walked in to the girl Craig used to know. He grew to dislike the girl in
front of him now and her mood swings worried him even more. Yet, he cared for
her deep enough to try to make it work. 'It must be a passing thing,' he
thought to himself.

"Well,
that means you must be hard as a rock," she teased him with her words,
while her eyes seemed to swallow the whole of his body.

"Darling,
do you realize you haven't given me an orgasm in three weeks?"

She
stopped and looked at him.

"Then
why don't you jack off?" she asked him, knowing full well how much he
hated that. It was the thing she liked about him, the thing that differentiated
him from other guys, the thing that, in her eyes, made the difference between a
man and an animal. She wanted the animal in the man and the man in the animal
and he was the only one to give her both.

"What?
That is soooo bizarre coming from you!" he responded.

Once
again, her mood changed and she pulled the cover off him.

"Ok.
Let's see what we can do about it," she whispered softly and her hands
began to explore his body. She had his cock fully aroused in less time that she
guessed she could and it surprised even her.

She
began to stroke him gently while looking into his eyes and she hushed him as he
tried to object.

His
breath got harder and quicker and Monica worked his shaft with the usual
assurance of the past. Her fingers worked his head and his balls and for a
moment there he thought she might just come back from the bad and odd moods she
was in lately.

Then,
before he could realize her intentions, she climbed on him and pushed herself
down onto his cock. He went deep and fast into her and her hips started
swiveling above him like a sex machine on steroids. She let out loose moans and
groans and her body was one with his.

His
mind wanted to protest but his body simply refused. It was amazing to him that
she knew how to control his dick and knew exactly when he'd get close to
coming. She drove him again to an inch of orgasm, just to stop abruptly before
he could explode inside her. She looked into his eyes, felt his heavy breadth
and pressed her lips against his when he was about to open them to speak.

She
knew too much about him and he felt too vulnerable in her hands, yet his heart
told him to be patient. He loved her too much to let go of her just because she
was so sexually cruel to him.

She
started to moan with great pleasure as she resumed her dance above him. Her
every move brought him closer and closer to orgasm, yet she knew how to let her
muscles take charge of him. He was as helpless in her hands as he was in love
with her and both rendered him hopelessly hers.

She
knew that and she also knew there was very little he could do about it. She
knew not only how to handle his cock, but also his heart and his wishes.

She
could feel his breath and his heartbeat getting faster and she moved faster.
And faster. And faster.....

"
Oh
my gosh
! This is
incredible
! Oh gosh!" she screamed with
pleasure and leaned over him. Her body spiraled into a sea of ecstasy and
coiled with shocks from the climatic moment. She was exhausted and rested on
his chest as he tried to regain his breath. Beads of sweat were dripping from
her face on his and her hair was loose over his pillow. Her breadth was like a
volcano and she enjoyed feeling the hardness of his cock inside her.

"I
guess you like it," he managed to whisper to her.

"
Like
it
?
It was terrific
! It was heavenly! It was just what I needed,
baby" she answered.

"You
know, I still didn't come..." he complained softly.

"I
know," she acknowledged him. 'And that's what I wanted, too!' she thought
to herself.

Craig
seemed to read her mind and said nothing. He suspected as much and expected her
to do what she was just about to do. With the grace of a cat, Monica got up and
walked to the shower. She was dressed and ready to go in less than ten minutes.

As
her steps took her to the door, he looked at her and found the strength to get
her attention.

"You
know, this could drive a man away, don't you?"

Monica
stopped dead on her track and, with her hand on the door knob, turned to him.

"Please
don't threaten me," she said cold as ice.

"I
love you too much to threaten you. I only said I am a man."

"Then
don't," and with it she closed the door behind her and locked it from the
outside. He looked at the ceiling and wondered what she was all about anymore.

There
was no way he could suspect that, but he was about to find out.

♥♥♥♥♥

The
elevator door opened and Lisa was startled to see Monica. As Lisa stepped in,
she smiled at Monica and reflected on her luck to run into her.

"Ah,
good morning, Monica! How great to see you! You're just the person I wanted to
see!"

'I
bet I am, you bitch,' thought Monica to herself.

"Good
morning. What's up?"

"Look,
there's something we should probably sit down and discuss..."

"Lisa,
I don't really have the time," interrupted Monica rudely.

The
smile came off Lisa's face and she resumed her usual self.

"It's
about Halliburton."

Monica
paused and looked attentively at Lisa.

"Ok.
When?"

"How
about right now?"

Monica
looked at her watch and decided quickly.

"Ok,
how about the cafeteria?"

"All
right, let's go."

The
coffee in front of them was steaming, but neither Monica or Lisa were too
interested in it.

"So,
what about Halliburton?" asked Monica straight-forward.

"Let's
lay the cards on the table, Monica. I know you want this story and I've got
it."

"Oh,
I don't know what you mean!" Monica played innocently.

"Yes,
you do. You know everything around here, but so do I. You give me what I want
and I'll give you what you need."

"What
do you want, Lisa?" Monica changed her attitude.

"Let's
just say I want it all, but I am willing to give it all."

Lisa
knew how far to push her and it looked like Monica was coming close to the end
of her patience.

"Look,
Lisa, I don't have time for games. Say what's on your mind."

"Well,
a little trade. Just a little one. I'll let you have the Halliburton story if
we both share the position and if you're willing to... share."

"
Position
?
What position? And what will I have to share?"

"Come
on, Monica! You know as well as I do Cooper's leaving soon and we both want his
job."

"Yes,
I do. What would I have to share?" asked Monica irritated.

Lisa
smiled and thought this is the moment to let her have it.

"Yourself.
And Craig."

The
light blinded Lisa a little and she couldn't read Monica's face, but she could
tell the storm was about to start. Nevertheless, Monica didn't get the meaning.

"What
do you mean 'myself'? And 'Craig'?"

"I
mean this. I get to fuck Craig and you fuck Carl."

Few
things could anger Monica more and those were some of them. If looks could
kill, Lisa would have been dead.

"You
devious little bitch! You little cunt! You think you can fuck your way into
that job and screw up my life, too? You little sluttish whore!"

"Calm
down, girl! We all do these things! All of us! We all sell ourselves, under one
form or another! Be realistic and try to be reasonable!"

"You
pervert! Do you really think I'd give up my body for that job?"

"But
you would give up Craig for it! Isn't the same? I think it is, if you really
love him as much as you claim and as much as you try to show it to him!"

"You're
insane!"

"Am
I? Ok. Think about it. You say you love Craig so much. Then why deny him
something he would enjoy? Wouldn't you want the person you love to get
everything that's best for them?" Lisa said as she gathered her things
from the table and got ready to leave.

Monica
stared blindly at the table and tried to control her anger. 'This bitch knows
something I don't and if I let her run wild with what she's got, she might just
get the job."

"What
exactly do you have in mind, Lisa?"

A
smile made its way back on Lisa's face and she sat back down at the table.

"Oh,
it's simple. A foursome! And please don't tell me you don't like it! Remember
that external drive you misplaced about a year ago? Should I show Craig what's
on it?"

Monica's
anger went through the roof and it took all of her self-restraint to recompose
herself. Red in the face and shivering with emotions and fear, she looked at
Lisa with a hatred that should have scared anyone. But not Lisa.

"Yeah.
There are about fifty porn flicks on it and some of them with your former guys,
not just Craig! By the way, where was that foursome flick shot? In
Florida
? While you were on assignment? You and that little brunette
rocked those two guy's world! I mean, you girls just sucked them dry! There was
nothing for them to do but sleep when you girls were done with them and drained
them of energy and all their lovely fluids and..."

"That's
enough, Lisa!" ordered Monica. She was almost in tears.

"See?
We all have our dreams and fetishes, Monica! The key here is to admit to them
and then they will come true!"

"How
do you know Carl will go along? Have you talked to him?"

"Yes
and he's really looking forward to banging you! Trust me, he will...thrust you
good!"

"Oh,
no! You little slut! You fucked Carl! I should've known it!"

"Monica,"
replied Lisa with a sarcastic smile, "isn't that the pot calling the
kettle black, girl? Come on, we can dispense with those epitaphs, can't we?
After all, why wouldn't I? And why shouldn't
you
? You'll like him and
he'll satisfy all of your needs, shall we say..."

"You
dirty bitch!"

"Well,
now, see, there we go again! So, why don't be a good sport and make it
happen?"

Monica
felt her head spinning. Her entire career, her entire job, her entire life were
in the hands of a person she despised to begin with. All she ever wanted was to
put the past behind her and to move on to heights she knew she could achieve.
How could she be so careless about that external drive? Yes, it's true, it
contained all her sexual desires and all her sexual dreams and she saw them
come true one by one. But those were her dreams, her desires and they belonged
to her, not someone else! And no one should use them against her, least of all
Lisa! How could all this happen! And what will Craig say? Craig loved her and
he lived for her. He found her an angel and treated her like an angel! And now,
she stood to loose not only her job and her life, but him as well.

She
sat with her head low, almost in tears and thought deeply about all that just
happened. There was only one way out. There was nothing to loose.

"Ok.
I'll make it happen." she agreed full of tears in her eyes and wondered
how she'll explain it to Craig, that he'd have to fuck another woman, while
watching the love of his life get banged by Carl. And Craig didn't even like
Carl that much.

The
ceiling seemed to be crashing upon her and soon she felt dizzy and passed out.