The sequel to the story of Mary's mysterious night time rendezvous in her office with a stranger. Sex with strangers always has repercussions..
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Mary sat in the office contemplating her next move. Should she finish that presentation that was due the next day? Or should she go fuck 'Rumplestiltskin'? The invitation was there on her office IM (Instant Messenger), the blue text blinking invitingly saying 'Rendezvous?'.
That was their code word, their go to word for initiating proceedings. Their 'Rendezvous' had lately started to get more daring. Sometimes they would fuck in the executive washroom. Sometimes in her office, her body propped against the office window, her mysterious lover fucking her from behind.
It had become an excuse for her to work late almost every day in the office. They didn't talk much, in fact the only words they exchanged were words of encouragement. Since they did it almost everyday she was on the pill. She always wanted him inside her always till the end. But try as she might he was still her mysterious lover, he wouldn't tell her his name, what he did in the office or what this was.. whatever it was.
'Rendezvouz' was all he said.. and rendezvous was all they did. At first Mary had been ok with this. But lately she had started to develop feelings towards her mysterious lover. She wanted to know him.. feel his true being inside her, she wanted to bring a level of familiarity to the sex. And she also wanted to be certain that this was no game to him.
Not that it was a very high priority to her. All this late working had ensured that she was completing her assignments on time. She had finally been started to be acknowledged not just as a pretty face but as an important contributor to the sales team. One of her presentations had even helped her organization - "Zanster Inc." acquire all advertising rights to the latest brand of toothpaste - "Sparkling T".
So all in all it was a win win situation. But she was a woman and for women more often than not just sex is never enough.
So as the blue text blinked on her IM, she decided that he would get what he wanted one more time. And then she would get what she wanted.
So with resolve, she locked her machine, switched off her monitor and headed for the terrace. That was the new rendezvous. The weather was great, the rooftop inconspicuous except for the thrill of getting caught by the security guard who patrolled the roof. Well all that just added to the excitement.
As she opened the door to the rooftop and stepped through, she was promptly held from behind by a strong pair of hands and lifted bodily. She gasped at first with surprise but the familiar grunt from behind indicated that it was her lover. He carried her over to the helipad and up the stairs.
She didn't say a word.
'Fucking on the helipad.. this was going to be new and exciting' she thought to herself.
Finally when they reached the centre of the helipad, he set her down and turning her around, he held her tight and kissed her passionately, wantonly. They kissed for a bit, their tongues hungrily caressing each other's and their bodies arching into each other's with wanton desire. Gently he pushed her to the ground and lay her down, kissing her all the way. She could feel his hardness through his pant. As soon as she was on the ground, he quickly took off her panties and started to lick her pussy. She moaned with pleasure, her hips arching upwards to meet his tongue which was furiously working her clitoris. As she started to get wet, he added a digit to the equation and started working the inside of her pussy with a wily finger.
Very soon he had her convulsing with an orgasm, the force so great that her entire body was shivering uncontrollably, her cum drenching his clothes and her eyes glistening with satisfaction.
"Make me come now" he said taking off his pants and underwear and inserting his penis all the way inside her.
Mary gasped at the pleasure the first thrust gave her. She then took hold of him by his shirt and bodily turned him over to position herself on top of him. Then straddling him, she started to thrust, moving her hips rhythmically, forward and backward, upward and downwards. He held her hips and helped her move, at the same time arching his hips into hers and thrusting far inside her.
"Tell me when.." she gasped huskily.
He nodded and continued to thrust. Just before he was about to come, he nodded to her.
She immediately stopped and got off him.
"What the fuck!" he said in indignation as she stopped and sat down beside him. "I wasn't done!"
"I know" was all she said.
"Why'd you stop?"
"I need to know.. who am I fuckin?"
"How does it matter love.. c'mon now finish what you started.. please for fuck' sake don't leave me in this state!"
"You're going to have to do better than that.. I need answers first."
"You do know that I can finish myself.."
"You go ahead and do that.. and then go ahead and forget about this.." she said gesturing with her fingers indicating that if he would go through, it would mean the end of her mysterious rendezvous'.
"Why do you want to complicate things Mary? This is perfect don't you see? Knowing will only complicate things!"
"It's perfect for you.. but I can't go on like this.. I have to know you.. I'm not a convenient outlet for your fantasies. I'm a person with feelings and this needs to be real for me. And for me to continue.. I need to know."
He sat up and started to wear his pants.
"What are you doing?" she said looking at him incredulously.
"I.. I can't Mary.. please I'm sorry.. but this is what it is.. and you finding out about me will complicate matters.. I don't' want to lose what we have. I am being honest here.. I like this.. what we have.. it's something hardly anybody in the world would have.. I wish it could stay this way."
"Dammit you're just going to walk away from me? Was I just a convenient fuck for you? Did you ever even feel the slightest bit of attraction towards me?" she said the anguish apparent enough in her voice as tears started to well up in her eyes.
"I'm sorry Mary.. I can't give you what you want."
"I can find out about you you know.. these days it is easy. I'll just find out about you some other way. And when I do.. I'll come to you personally, I'll tell you to your face that I loved you. That this wasn't meaningless to me. That these clandestine meetings of ours gave me a new lease of life, a will to go on, a will to be better in what I did at the office. Maybe I couldn't do that for you. But you almost turned around my life. "
"It wasn't meaningless to me Mary. But you not knowing made it meaningful. I don't mean to sound like an asshole.. but I like you and what we have; that said I can't be in a relationship right now. I hate the heartbreaks."
With that her mysterious lover turned around and walked away leaving her sitting there and in tears.
The next morning Mary called in sick. A heartbroken Mary tossed and turned all night thinking about how her mysterious lover had taken her heart and shredded it to bits in a matter of minutes. From extreme pleasure to extreme pain in 5 minutes. She lay in bed, not bothering to come out, just lying there sniffling from time to time. Unrequited love was so cruel, so unforgiving, it kept tearing at you bit by bit.
She hated him for what he had said, the manner in which things had ended between them. She had given all of herself to him and he had squashed it so nonchalantly and adroitly as if none of it had mattered to him.
She thought about looking for him but then decided against it as it would look weird if she started asking people in her office questions about a mysterious stranger who worked there.
Her presentation was due on that day but her thoughts were far from occupied with it. As a matter of fact, she hadn't even bothered to call in sick. She had just lain there, broken and tattered.
Eventually around the afternoon she decided that there was no point in pouting around all day. She finally got out of bed, albeit laboriously, took a shower, ate some breakfast and then promptly poured herself a glass of wine which she sipped as she sat at her apartment balcony overlooking the bustling city of Gannapolis.
"How many people like him could be out there, tearing people's hearts to shreds?" she thought to herself.
It was a lovely Wednesday afternoon but for Mary it was far from it. For her it was probably one of the gloomiest days of her life.
