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One Night – Pt. 1
Dot was
tired. Her body told her that it was. Every muscle in her body seemed to be
tied in knots, and she longed for a long, hot bath with a glass of wine. As she
looked at her desk, she was confronted with the awful mess of work that still
needed to be done. The Mitchell accounts were still in chaos, the stock market
was in decline, and she still had not been able to secure the documents needed
for the DayCon-Vinsoft merger. All that compounded
with having to manage the entire system from the Principal Office had given her
a serious migraine, and she locked herself in her office for the rest of the
second. She told Specky that she was not to be
disturbed. And so her whole afternoon had been spent in the confines of her
office.
She looked at her watch. It was
getting very late. The night cycle staff was already two milliseconds into
their shift.
You still have to work to do, she
told herself as she looked back at her desk. Then a very small muscle spasm in
her neck caused her to wince. Work could wait. She was going home.
Enzo and her father were already
asleep by the time Dot entered their penthouse apartment at Baudway Tower. Well, to be more accurate, Enzo
was sound asleep. Phong had ordered a recharging unit
be installed in her father’s room for his exosuit.
When the suit was charging, her father, still in his nullified state, spent
nights in a terrarium.
The automatic lights came on as she entered and made her way to the kitchen counter.
She has eaten a sparse dinner that evening, and was very hungry now. She opened
the refrigerator and scanned for something to eat. Instantly she found some
leftover chips and a bowl of fruit salad. She took the bowl of fruit and the
bottle of leftover wine from the fridge and got a glass down from the cabinet.
She lowered the light levels to a dim glow and stretched out on the comfortable
sofa looking out through the wide wall of windows peering out across the city.
Dot let out a contented sigh and poured
a little wind into her glass and began munching on the fruit. She felt more
relaxed now than she had in a long time. Ever since Megabyte was deleted a
sense of normalcy had found its way back into the lives of the Mainframers, but even that didn’t help the matters between
her and Bob. Even now, minutes after the wedding, she still avoided him. Yes,
they saw each other and talked with one another, but only on a professional
level. Bob had tried to talk to her, but instead she buried herself in work just
to avoid the entire issue. Pretty soon, Bob just stopped trying.
For a while she wondered if he had
fallen out of love with her, if he had moved on. She emptied the glass with
that last thought and proceeded to pour herself another. She thought about all the
sleepless nights she had lain awake thinking about him, praying that she would
find the courage to talk to him, to tell him that she was sorry for everything
she had done to him, and to tell him how she loved him all her heart and code.
But that courage had never come. She was too ashamed and for to stubborn to
allow herself to be truly happy.
That’s when she berated herself.
You
should be back at the office finishing your work, not lying around here moping
and feeling sorry for yourself.
Another spasm of pan ran through
her body, and she rubbed the tender muscle in her lower back. She decided on a
compromise with herself. As soon as she had a nice, long, relaxing bath to
relieve some of the tension in her body she would go right back to the
Principal Office and finish her work. She picked up the wine bottle and glass
and started to make for the bathroom.
Then she heard a knock on the door.
“Who in the Net would be here at
this time of the night?” she asked herself.
There was another knock, and she
finally started to make her way towards the door of her apartment sitting the
wine bottle and glass on the kitchen counter
“I’m coming,” she said, hoping not
to wake her father and brother.
She unlocked door and swing it open
in exasperation, ready to give whoever it was a dell of an earful. Whenever she
was confronted with Bob, she stopped.
“Bob,” she said, surprised.
“Uh, hi, Dot,” he said. His brown
eyes were focused on hers, as if he hadn’t seen her in ages.
For a few nanos
they just stood there until Dot broke the silence.
“What…what are you doing here?” she
asked.
“I needed to talk to you,” he said.
“I tried to get in touch with you at the Principal Office, but you were held up
in you office, so I figured I’d come here.”
“This late?”
“Well, you are a hard woman to pin
down.” He suddenly blushed at realizing what he had just inadvertently said.
“Sorry…didn’t mean for it to sound like that.”
Dot smiled faintly. It was pretty
funny how he usually ended up making himself seem dorkier than he really was. It
was a quality she found cute in him.
Maybe now’s the time to get some of
this out in the open, she thought. As she gazed upon his face, she knew this
would be a good a time as any to say what needed to be said.
“Come in, Bob,” she said, stepping
aside. “You’re right, we do need to talk.”
As he walked inside, she became
more aware of her core-com’s processing speed. It was
thundering in her chest and her palms had suddenly become slick with
perspiration. She was nervous, and her body wasn’t having any difficulty in
telling her.
“This is a nice place,” Bob said,
admiring the apartment. “Lot’s of space.”
“Yea,” Dot said as she closed the
door. “I own shares in the contractor’s company so I got a good deal on it.
With Enzo and Dad, I decided we needed a bigger place than the diner’s basement
apartment.”
Bob smiled and nodded. Then his
eyes found the wine on the countertop. Dot saw what he was looking at, and
offered him a glass.
“Sure,” he replied.
Soon they were sitting in the
living room, Dot on the couch and Bob in the chair opposite. They casually
sipped their wine until an uncomfortable silence invaded the room.
“Dot,” Bob finally said. “I came
here because there are some things I need to say.”
Bob looked over at her. She was
holding the wine glass in her lap, staring into the liquid. She was afraid to
talk, and he knew why. He had given her time and space, but it seemed that the
direct approach was all she had left him with now. It was time to talk whether
she liked it or not.
“Dot,” he said again. “Dot, please
look at me.”
The tone in his voice was soft and
pleading. It compelled her look up into his face.
“I know you don’t want to talk
about this, but we have to. I can’t go on like this.”
“I know, and I’m sorry,” she said,
a lump now forming in her throat.
“You don’t have anything to be
sorry for,” he said. “I came to tell you that I—”
“Bob,” she interrupted, her voice
quivering. “Please, don’t. Do you honestly think that we can start over?”
“I’m willing to try,” he said. He
sat his glass on the floor and came over to the couch. He didn’t sit down, but
instead knelt in front of her. “I want you in my life,” he said. “I don’t blame
you for what happened with Megabyte even though you still do.”
“But it is my fault,” she said, the
tears welling up in her eyes. “I…I betrayed you, Bob. I was willing to go
through the wedding even after you tried to stop it. You were dying…and I
wasn’t there for you.” A stream of tears began to run down he cheeks. She was
about to life her hand to wipe them away but Bob’s hands were already there.
He gently rubbed his thumbs across
her face and stopped the tears while his hands cupped her face. He forced her
to look him in the eyes, and she soon found a familiar strength return to her.
“He manipulated you, Dot. He played
on your feelings when you were most vulnerable. I know you just wanted life to
be normal again after everything you had been through. User knows I wanted you to
be happy more than anybody.”
“I don’t deserve to be happy!” she
exclaimed pushing his hands away from her face. “I don’t deserve to have you after
what I did. I’m not—mmph!”
Her vehement protests were abruptly
silenced as Bob swiftly brought their lips together in a deep kiss. Dot
resisted at first, but only for a nanosecond for the tide passion quickly
washed over her, hushing her rational mind. Bob slowly withdrew, but he kept
his face just microns from hers. Their eyes met again, and Bob was startled
when he felt Dot’s hand grasp the back of his head and pull him into another
searing kiss.
Her head was swimming. Dot didn’t
know what she was doing. Some part of her logical programming was telling her
to stop, but an even stronger piece of her code was urging her on. Deep down
she knew she wanted this. It was like a hunger that needed to be satisfied, and
she had been longing for this for so long.
They broke the kiss for want of
air. As they let their bodies get caught up with their passion, Dot sat the
glass of wine on the floor. She slid off the couch onto her knees and wrapped
her arms around Bob’s neck and drew his lips back to hers again. He wrapped his
arms around her waist and pulled her into his body, her firm breasts pressing
into his chest.
Dot moaned softly as the first wave
of arousal passed through her. It was like a fire demanding to be fed. That’s
when she made up her mind that all her inhibitions could go to dell. Right now,
all she wanted was to be with this man, this wonderful, compassionate man who
made her feel like she was on fire.
Bob pulled away, much to Dot’s
disappointment. She compensated by kissing her way along his jaw reaching his
ear and tenderly nibbling on his earlobe. Bob’s eyes started to cross with the
wonderful sensations he was receiving from Dot’s ministrations.
“Dot,” he said, his voice strained.
“Hmmm?” she said, still sucking on
his lobe.
“We…sh-should
probably stop before we end up—”
“What do you think I’m trying to
do?” she asked, her voice throaty and sensuous.
“Oh, boy,” Bob breathed. He quickly
regained his rationale and tried to get the situation under control, but to no
avail. “Dot, we…ahhh.”
Dot’s hands had moved down to
caress the tone pecks of his chest. She could feel the hard chest muscles even
through the material of his Guardian uniform, and she wanted to feel the bare
skin even more.
Bob swallowed hard. Dot was
serious. The lustful grace of her voice and the movements of her hands told him
that if he let her continue, he’d soon loose his self control and they would no
doubt ending up making love later that night. While one part of Bob’s mind was
screaming at him to give in, demanding him to take her in his arms and ravage
her until she passed out from sheer exhaustion of lovemaking, the logical facet
told him that they needed to stop before they went any further.
Dot was having a similar conflict.
She was waging an inner war between her normally dominant prim-and-proper side
and her repressed sexual drive, the part of her that she had, up until now,
been able to keep in check and under control. At present, however, that side
was wanting out.
You
shouldn’t be doing this. This is getting out of hand. You need to stop.
For once stop analyzing and just
indulge yourself. After everything you’ve been through you deserve this. I love
him. I need him. And I want him. He feels so hard and warm. And judging by what
I feel in his lower regions, I don’t think he really wants me to stop either.
Dot couldn’t help but revel in the
erotic sensations that were running through her processor. She wanted to have
hot, passionate sex with Bob more than anything; she had for years, but kept
denying herself the pleasure. Not any more. She was fed up and tired of running
around in circles. She planned on getting everything she desired tonight, and
what she desired was Bob, body and soul.
“Dot,” Bob said again, his voice
strained. “Dot, we really need to stop before we go any further.”
“Don’t you want me, Bob?” she
asked. She leaned back and gazed into his eyes. She saw a powerful force behind
his soft, hazel eyes. He wanted her badly. His heavy breathing and flushed
cheeks told her he was boiling beneath the skin.
“I’ve wanted you for a long time,
Dot. I love you more than anything. But let me make one thing clear. If we keep
this up, I will have you tonight. But I won’t do this unless you want me too,
unless you’re absolutely sure that you love me.”
She smiled at him. He’s so good to me, she thought. She
brought her finger to his lips and lightly traced around them.
“I love you, Bob. I can’t tell you
how much you mean to me. You’ve been by my side whenever I needed you the most,
and I want to share this with you.” Her voice dropped to barely above a
whisper. “I want you to know that no matter what happens from now on, no matter
what we go through, I will always be yours. Totally and completely, I’m yours.
I love you.”
Bob felt lightheaded. Her words
made his core-com sing, and he couldn’t help the wide smile that broke out on
his face. Their lips met once more in a fiery lock, their mouths wrestling each
other for supremacy over the other. They had five hours of catching up to do.
Finally, whenever their lungs
craved air again, they parted, both sprites panting for breath.
“Make love to me, Bob,” Dot said
breathlessly. “We’ve waited so long. I want you so much.”
There was no turning back. Whatever
point-of-no-return there had been, they had left it behind. Bob, ensnared by
Dot’s new sexual prowess, couldn’t even entertain the thought of putting a stop
to their activities. He wanted her badly, and tonight he planned on having her.
Effortlessly, he wrapped his arms
around her waist, picked her up, and laid her on the couch, laying down on top
of her, bringing his lips crashing down upon hers again in another passionate
kiss. He started exploring her body with his hands. They slowly made their way
up her nubile legs, gently squeezing her thighs as he continued to make his way
up and under her shirt. Dot giggled as he caressed her tone stomach and teased
her rib cage.
“Ticklish are we?” asked Bob, grinning himself now.
All Dot could do was smile back
with her eyes closed. Bob grasped the edges of Dot’s shirt and slowly began to
pull it up. He was moderately surprised when Dot stopped him.
“Wait,” she said. “Let me do it.”
Bob sat back and Dot lifted herself
up as she grasped the edge of her blouse and began to pull it up over her
stomach, past her black, lacy bra and over her head. She cast the garment
aside, and was pleased with the reaction from Bob. His eyes were roaming over
her body, drinking in every line of her amazing figure.
“See anything you like?” she asked
as he ran her hands caressingly over her stomach and up her torso to cup her
firm 36C breasts. She gave them a light squeeze and moaned as she saw the
crazed look on Bob’s face. She was driving him crazy, and she loved that she
could turn him on like this.
It was interesting to her when she
realized for the first time that she was a sexual woman. Up until now she had
only thought of herself as Dot Matrix, command.com and entrepreneur. Now she
was this sensual, enticing woman who was, unless she was misinterpreting Bob’s
face, about to get the fucking of a lifetime.
Bob let out a carnal grunt as he
pinned Dot back down to the couch and shared another ardent kiss with the woman
he loved. Soon his lips moved down to suck on her neck paying special attention
to the pulse points. Dot moaned deeply as he electrified her nerves with each
scorching kiss.
“Ohhh, User…Bob,
put you hands on me.”
He was more than happy to oblige.
Bob hands were everywhere where he could feel her naked skin. She was so soft,
so amazingly sexy and feminine. He wanted to kiss and caress every inch of her
body. Soon his hands found her breasts and he gently cupped them in his hands.
His thumbs brushed over the sensitive nipples through the fabric of her bra,
and he heard another moan of arousal come from deep within her throat.
Slowly, he moved his kisses further
down her body until he finally reached her ample tits. He laid sweet kisses all
across her flesh and her moans intensified. His fingers found the center clasp
and unhitched it. The garment sprang free and Dot’s chest was freed, much to
Bob’s enjoyment. She was completely naked from the waist up now, and Bob
couldn’t help but smile at how incredibly beautiful Dot was.
“Dot,” he said, “you’re beautiful.
You know that?”
She smiled and giggled. “Flattery
will get you everywhere, sweet talker.”
“I’ve got something better than
talk.”
Bob lowered his mouth and began to
kiss around the nipple of Dot’s right breast.
He heard her take a sharp intake of
breath and felt her core-com begin to beat faster. When she moaned his name he
took her nipple into his mouth and softly began to suckle her breast. He rubbed
his tongue across the sensitive node and was pleased when he heard Dot cry out.
“Oh, Bob! That feels incredible!”
With that, he took in more of her
breast, increasing the intensity of his tongue’s strokes of her nipple. Dot was
becoming very vocal. She worried that her brother might be woken by her moans
and groans but flung her concerns aside. She was having far too much fun to be
troubled by something she now considered trivial.
Bob gave her other breast the same
treatment, and was delighted when she reciprocated with a deep groan of
pleasure. He feasted on her tits, alternating between the two, suckling them
ferociously, pleasuring her as much as he could.
“Bob,” Dot panted, “no more
teasing. Please. I need you. I want you to make love to me.”
“Anything you want, Dot,” he said.
Bob looked deeply into her violet eyes and was pleased with the half dazed look
she was returning.
He sat back and reached for her
belt. Once it was on the floor, he began unbuttoning her dress pants and they
were soon on the floor too with her shoes and socks. Her panties were already
wet with her feminine juices and as Bob reached to remove them, Dot stopped him
again.
“You’re awfully overdressed,
Guardian. If you get too see me naked, it’s only fair that I get to see you.”
Bob slowly reached for his icon but
stopped. He got up from the couch and stood in front of her. Dot looked at him
confused until she saw him reach for the belt around his waist. He began to
undress himself, like he had done her earlier. The icon would have been
quicker, but not as sensual. The anticipation was making her hotter by the nano as it was Bob.
The upper part of his uniform was
two parts: the chest plate and the portion covering the abdomen. He removed
these two items, revealing his finely sculpted pectoral muscles and hard six
pack. He was exactly as she had envisioned: the pinnacle of masculine
physicality.
Unabashed by the lusty stares Dot
was giving him, he asked. “Like what you see so far?”
Dot gave him a sexy grin. “Absolutely. May I see more?”
He winked at her and proceeded to
remove his pants. Once he was down to his boxers Dot finally saw what she had
been fantasizing about all that night. Even though it was still covered she
could clearly see its length. Bob was sporting a major hard on.
“Dot,” he said. “I’ve…I’ve only done
this with one other person.”
She looked at him and saw that he
was nervous. To alleviate his uncertainty, she slipped off the couch and, on
her knees, reached for his last barrier. Slowly, she pulled his boxers down his
legs, freeing his member.
It was breathtaking. His penis must
have been nine inches long, and one inch thick. The Guardian was certainly well
endowed, and Dot had no doubt that he would satisfy her cravings before the
night’s end.
“Bob,” she said, astounded by the
dimensions of his love muscle. “You’re so big. Mmmm. I can’t wait until I
feel you inside me.”
Then an idea popped into her head.
Since he had teased her a few minutes before it seemed only fair that she exact
a little revenge to pay him back for making her all wet.
Softly, she ran her fingers over
the heated flesh of Bob’s erect manhood. He took a sharp intake of breath at
the feeling of her hands on his member, and groaned at the feeling of her
touch. Dot smiled to herself.
This was going to be interesting.
She had never given oral sex before, but she recalled from her high school days
before the Twin City explosion hearing from her
girlfriends about their experiences with their boyfriends. She remembered some
of the techniques they had talked about, which ones stimulated the man most,
which ones seemed to bring him to climax soonest, etc. She didn’t want Bob to
climax until they were joined at the hip. She did, however, want to drive him
crazy with uncontrollable lust for her.
Tenderly, she encircled his organ
with her right hand and gave it a few quick strokes. Bob groaned from deep
within his throat and moaned her name. Her face inched closer and closer to his
penis. She could feel the energy pulsing through the veins and realized she
alone was responsible for its arousal. She took a certain amount of pride in
that fact. It was like she had discovered her sexuality for the first time
ever, and now she was using it to pleasure the man of her dreams.
Dot’s tongue lashed out at the head
of Bob’s erect member, slowly licking the bulbous tip.
“Ahhh! Dot!” Bob groaned.
His hands found her silky hair of their own accord, and Dot took the tip of his
member into her mouth.
Her tongue lolled around it like
she was sucking on a lollipop. The sensations Bob were feeling were
indescribable. He felt the fire in his loins grow with a raging intensity.
Slowly, she took more of his manhood into her wet, sucking mouth. She may not
have been an expert, but Bob couldn’t tell.
He was enjoying himself to no end.
She licked every inch of his love pole, running her tongue cross every vein,
igniting every nerve ending. His breathing had picked up, Dot noticed. She
began to increase her ministrations. She created a stimulating suction with her
mouth and began to bob her head back and forth using her tongue to stimulate
the underside of Bob’s penis.
“User!”
Bob said in a strained tone. “Dot, do you h-have…ohhh…d-do
you have any idea what you’re doing to me? Ahhh!”
“Mmmm hmmm,” she hummed. And just to prove her
point, she began to suck him off harder.
It was coming now, hard and fast.
Every line of code in his body seemed to be breaking apart. His manhood was on
fire. All the energy of his being was culminating in that one organ. He was
about to cum and Dot knew it because she felt his dick begin to twitch. She
realized this was the point where she had to stop, so with one final lick, she
withdrew.
Bob stopped breathing. His lungs simply
refused to operate. She had stopped just when he was about to cum. When he
looked down at her, his eyes wild, his blood still boiling hot, she smiled sheepishly
and cocked one eyebrow.
In her throatiest, most sexy tone,
she said, “Well, are you just going to stand there, or come and take me?”
Like a bolt of lightning, Bob
pinned Dot to the floor, kissed her lips as if they were the sweetest fruit in
existence, and ripped her panties right off her slender thighs.
He parted her legs quickly, and, with no further warning, plunged deep into her
waiting pussy.
“OH, BOB!” Dot screamed out in
pleasure. His penis was a solid mass within her, stretching her walls and
filling her completely. She bit her lower lip and moaned in fulfillment. Her
vaginal muscles instantly began to contract around his shaft, bringing Bob
indescribable pleasure.
“User, Dot,” Bob sighed. “You fell
incredible.”
“You’re not so bad…mmmm…yourself,” she said. “Take me, Bob. Take me now. User,
I need you.”
Bob grinned. “I’m yours,” he whispered
in her ear.
He began pumping in and out of her
hot pussy, establishing a strong rhythm. The feeling of her womanhood was mind
blowing. Her inner muscles clenched and unclenched as his thrusts became more
focused and forceful. Soon, she began lifting her hips to meet him as their
bodies met, driving his rock-hard dick deeper into her yearning hole.
“AH!…OOOHHH,
Bob! More! Harder! Deeper!”
Bob increased his pace, driving
into her with more force, their zeal and passion escalating as the need to be
one became ever more stronger in their minds. The sounds of their passion were
loud and reflected the ardor of their desperate need for one another, to be
one, to bring as much pleasure as possible to one another.
Dot was in a state of complete
euphoria. She had fantasized about what it would feel like to have Bob make
love to her, but never in her wildest dreams did she ever think it would be
this incredible. He was a skilful lover, hitting the sensitive nerves within
her tunnel, bringing her ever closer to that heavenly pinnacle.
They were both close, teetering on
the edge of fulfillment. Their bodies were glistening with a thin sheet of
perspiration.
“BOB! I’m close. I’m sooo close! AHHH! Ohhhhhh, yesss! There, right there! Ha…ahhh!”
“I’m—c-close too, Dot. AHH!” Her vaginal muscles clamed down on his penis again,
causing him to moan loudly. “User! You feel so great,
Dot. So amazing! Ahhh!”
Bob increased the speed and force
of his thrusts. Now he was pounding into her with reckless abandon. All he
cared about was bringing them both to climax now.
“AHH!
AHHHH! OHHH, USER. THIS FEELS SO GOOD! I—I’M CUMMING!” Dot screamed.
“DOT!
OHHHHH, YEA!”
With one final thrust, Bob exploded
within her, releasing his creamy seed into her body, her inner muscles milking
his hard cock for all it would give. Dot toppled over the edge as well, wave
after wave of orgasmic pleasure washing over her, lighting up every cell in her
neural net like a Christmas tree. She screamed out in blissful,
earth-shattering completion. How long their shared orgasm lasted, neither
sprite could tell, but to them it wasn’t long enough.
When it was all over, Bob collapsed
on top of her, both breathing heavily, their lungs pulling in great gasps of
air at a time. To prevent crushing her, Bob rolled over on his side and pulled
her close to him. In the afterglow of their lovemaking, they kissed each other
softly, caressing one another lovingly. Neither one could stop smiling.
“So that’s what I’ve been missing
out on,” Dot said.
“I could say the same thing,” Bob
replied. They both laughed musically. “I’m glad to see you smiling again. I
missed that.”
“You just gave me a good reason to
smile.”
“Really?
He asked quizzically. “How good?”
“Mmmm,
very good,” she replied throatily.
He kissed her again, the lingering
sense of passion reasserting itself. They both knew they were far from through.
Their bodies still had plenty of energy with which to continue their sexual
exploration of each other. Five hours they had been beating around the bush to
get to this point, and they weren’t about to stop until they had satisfied
their appetites.
“You know,” Dot said, “I was
planning to take a bath before you got here. Care to join me?”
“A bath sounds great,” Bob replied,
smiling. “Lead the way.”
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