5
Removing the glasses once more, Sydney did her best to take in all that she had just seen, experienced, and felt? It was all so real; the heat of the candle wax touching her skin, the feel of the leather they both wore, the touch of Michael’s arousal against her, and even the scent of Vaughn himself came through in her virtual encounter. Pausing for a moment, Sydney continued to ponder her most recent virtual encounter. She began to question herself, wondering . . . if it was fantasy, then why it felt so real. Sydney could tell that her heart rate was up and there was one other detail. She was becoming definitely aroused.
“Vaughn . . . what can I say? That was . . . you?” Sydney finally managed to ask, keeping her feelings to herself.
For a moment, Vaughn said nothing. All he did was smile. It was a smile that reminded her of the Cheshire cat. He knew more that he was telling; Sydney was sure of that. Looking at Vaughn she could tell he would only reveal what he wanted to make known, when and only when he was ready.
Sydney was broken from her reverie by Vaughn who now chose to speak. “Well . . .” he began, but then he stopped.
“Well what?” Sydney asked, eagerly awaiting his answer.
“Don’t you have one more choice to go?” he asked, a very mischievous grin crossing his face. Vaughn knew that once Sydney saw number three; “Office Romance,” he would then make his move. He would make the ultimate choice. Vaughn only hoped that Sydney would . . .
“Okay, here goes!” Sydney exclaimed, as she placed the glasses on her head for the last time.
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Sydney’s final virtual encounter began in the most innocuous of places. Looking around, she quickly surmised that she was in an office. Glancing at the desk, Sydney then realized whose office it was; hers. She was at her office at the Ops Center.
Just then, a young woman entered the office. She couldn’t have been more than twenty-one to twenty-five years old. She was blonde, petit, wearing small wire-rimmed glasses. The young woman appeared to be waiting. Finally, she spoke.
“Agent Bristow?” she asked.
“Yes?” Sydney responded, not sure where this was going to lead.
“You have a visitor. Shall I show him in?” The young lady asked.
It was at that moment that Sydney caught sight of her visitor. It was Vaughn. Looking him over, Sydney couldn’t help take her eyes off of him. Although he was clad as he would normally dress for work, there was something different about him. Sydney sensed something, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. Was it charm? Was it charisma? Or was it simply sex appeal? Whatever it was, Sydney found it was getting harder and harder to ignore her feelings for Vaughn. Something was going to happen.
“Hey!” Vaughn shouted, interrupting Sydney’s momentary daydream.
“Hey” she responded back, a little subdued, a little unsure of where this next encounter would lead her.
“Is that anyway to greet your lover?” Vaughn asked, a bit of disappointment heard in his voice.
Sydney shrugged her shoulders, not sure what she should do. Vaughn’s open arms gave her the invitation she needed.
“So how was Mexico?” he asked.
“Um . . . hot?” Sydney answered, trying to play her part in this episode.
Just then, Sydney and Vaughn’s conversation was broken up by the young office assistant. “You know, I got a tattoo in Tijuana once. Of course if I show, you’d have to marry me.”
Sydney was surprised at her reaction to what was clearly a figment of her virtual imagination; jealousy. She actually wanted to throw the little twit out. Instead, she tried a different approach. “Scoot!” she ordered.
“Scooting!” the young office assistant replied as she closed the door.
Holding her in his embrace, Vaughn spoke, “You know I missed you.”
“You did?” she answered, a slight surprise held in her voice.
“Yep; you’ve been on my mind a lot” Vaughn answered as he drew Sydney in for a kiss. Although brief, it held much potential.
“Mmm . . . what’s all this?” Sydney asked eager to know what would happen next.
“Can’t a guy just be happy to see his girl?” Vaughn replied as she continued to hold Sydney in his arms.
“Sure . . .” she replied.
“I hope you don’t mind me barging in on you. I just I’d take you to dinner tonight.” Vaughn offered.
It was at that moment that a twinkle or perhaps a gleam could be seen in Sydney’s eyes.
“Dinner huh?” she teased as she led him over to her desk.
“Now what am I in the mood for?” she asked as she cupped Vaughn’s
head in her hands.
“Maybe some pasta?” she teased . . . with a kiss. Slowly, her hands began to unbutton his shirt.
“Or maybe . . .” she unbuttoned her two buttons.
Kiss.
“A burger” she unbuttoned another two buttons
Sydney’s kisses began to travel in a downward fashion as she continued with her questioning of Vaughn over dinner tonight.
“Or maybe some pizza?” she was almost done with the last button.
When she finished, a gleam still held in her eyes, Sydney slid her hands up Vaughn’s smooth and solid chest. ‘Good’ she thought to herself. He’s not wearing an undershirt this time.
“Or maybe we should just skip dinner altogether?” she teased once more and she leaned closer to Vaughn, feeling his growing arousal wanting to be released.
“I take it you liked the other two virtual encounters?” Vaughn asked.
“Mmm . . . yes and it was the second most incredible experience in my life.” Sydney answered, her own arousal becoming more and more evident.
“Second?” Vaughn wondered, a look of apprehension or perhaps uncertainty crossing his face.
“The first is what we’re about to do right now” was Sydney reply, as she gently pushed Vaughn back on her desk.
“Sydney . . .” Vaughn tried to respond, his voice not really allowing him to speak. “This isn’t quite how I pictured things would be . . . there is more . . .”
“Oh Vaughn, I am FULL of surprises!” Sydney responded as she covered Vaughn’s mouth with hers, devouring him in a kiss. The kiss was one of hunger rather than romance. Sydney wanted him and she wanted him now. Breaking free from the kiss, she continued to plant small kisses along Vaughn’s bare stomach, stopping when she reached his pants.
Smiling, Sydney’s looked down as she first undid his belt buckle. She noticed that Vaughn’s breathing was becoming more rapid beneath her touch. Satisfied that the first obstacle was removed, Sydney then continued to unzip Vaughn’s pants.
“Sydney . . . what . . . if someone . . .” he pleaded.
“I don’t care Michael . . . I want you know and I don’t care at all!” Sydney answered back as she made quick work of his pants as well as his boxers. Seeing his manhood fully hard, Sydney quickly impaled herself upon him, sending a wave of emotion and feelings running through both of their bodies.
Vaughn sat up and pulled Sydney forward, still keeping himself inside of her. With her help, they quickly removed her shirt and bra. Her small but ample breasts now stood out for Vaughn to see. Taking one in his mouth, he began to suck on it, almost as if he were drinking from a well. Sydney threw her head back, exposing her neck and all of her for Vaughn to touch, to taste and to explore. He did not miss a beat. As Vaughn could see Sydney’s nipples becoming quite hard, he decided it was time for a change of . . . positions.
With all the strength he could muster, Vaughn made one thrust forward with his body and managed to raise him and Sydney off of her desk. Now that the tables were turned as it were, Vaughn quickly took a position behind Sydney and placed her on the desk. Sydney looked back at him, surprised but at the same time delight with this take charge kind of attitude he was now showing.
Leaning into her, Vaughn quickly inserted himself into Sydney once again. She moaned in response, “Vaughn . . .” He in turn, leaned forward to place small kisses along the length of her arm.
“Sydney . . .” he growled. “You are so beautiful . . .” Vaughn struggled to speak once more. He knew they were both on the edge again and it would be only a matter of time before they both went over. He wanted to make sure or at least try to do it . . . together.
Cupping one breast in his left hand, Vaughn continued increasing the intensity and speed of his thrusts, with Sydney closing her eyes in a blissful response. Vaughn reached around with his right hand and brought Sydney’s lips to his for final kiss. This kiss, although built on hunger, now possessed the key element of desire. Each one drew from the other, their tongues joining together in a dance of ecstasy.
“Vaughn . . . I’m almost . . .” Sydney cried out, feeling the impact of Vaughn’s thrusts. They were bringing her to the brink. She was scared; of what she did not know, but what she was feeling also excited her as well.
“Let it go . . . Sydney . . . I’m right there with you . . . come to me . . .” he beckoned, urging Sydney to let everything go, to fall into his embrace . . . his touch . . . his . . .
“V . . . a . . . u . . . g . . . h . . . n . . .” she cried out once more as she went over that edge she had been so afraid of earlier.
“Syd” he responded in a gentle voice as he pulled her into a quiet and loving embrace.
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Well I hoped you like this encounter . . . but I'm not done yet. There is one more encounter to go . . . a real one and then Vaughn makes the ultimate choice of his lifetime . . . Hmmm . . . I wonder what will happen
Actually I wonder where I should make it happen?
LaFemme :redhair: