She had her white coat covering her black body suit sticking to her body tightly. She removed her eye glasses and smiled, Xander wish he could just grab a little of her body onto his.
He said, "You must be miss Elara. It's a pleasure meeting you." He stretched his hand forward to get a handshake, she smiled again.
"Yes I am. I am Elara, Doctor Elara. I'm your new assistant for the projects. You must be Alexander Nova, the first son of Doctor Galen Orion. Trust me, I'm a fan."
A fan? He liked the sound of that. "Well I appreciate your admiration of my father's works and discipline. Where can we begin?"
And by begin, he meant sex. Anyway she said, "As soon as you are available for us to start. Would you like me to show you the new equipments?"
"Yes please do."
"Alright then, come with me." She led him through the hallways, Xander admired the infrastructure. He knew where this would lead him to. The bed.
They reached the end of the hall, she turned to him and said. "Next will be the secret chambers, the energy source and the start of the new power. It's highly covered and monitored."
Whenever she spoke, she sounded like a well trained and programmed computer. It made him feel like she had a chip inserted into her system, it made it look like she had a microphone speaking to her in her head.
She was so smart, intelligent and well spoken. She was well dressed and gave a ooze of discipline. He had to ask, "Elara?"
She replied, "Yes Doctor Xander."
He held her arm and pulled her back softly, stopping her legs from moving any further. She gaped at his face, she just noticed how fine he was.
"Doctor Xander, what do you want to know?"
He gave her a flirty stare from her head to her toe. He said, "Are you a virgin Elara?"
She was shocked, she looked at him. "Is that it? That cannot be your question, that's something I would love to keep private. It's not relating to this firm or workplace."
He moved closer to her and held her waist, he whispered. "Elara, I asked you a question and from this point of view I deserve an answer. Are you a virgin? Yes. Or. No."
"Why are you asking? Do you have any interest in me? Are you a virgin?" She asked.
"Elara, answer me or I will fuck you without permission. I felt your sexual urge increase when I kissed Kira. Do you want me to touch you too?"
She was silent, yes she did but she didn't want him thinking she's a whore and nothing after that. "Xander? I want to answer that. I don't want to tear you and her apart. That's it."
He leaned deeper into her, he towered over her body and said, "Give me a kiss. Elara."
Subconsciously her eyes went to his lips, her breathing increased immediately. She wanted to taste him, the exact same way he wanted to taste her too. She didn't expect her lips to touch his but they did.
He grabbed her ass and held it tightly. He kissed her licked her lips. He held her right to his body still devouring her tongue with his. She moaned a little and let her deepest and darkest fantasy come to life. It wouldn't take a minute to let her open her body for him.
He raised her coat up. He wanted to raise the clothing underneath it but he remembered it was a bodycon she zipped up. He took his fingers to her back and unzipped her jumpsuit from her body.
She exhaled before the upcoming pleasure began. He pushed her away from his body and covered her with his coat. Her legs were already open on top of his body, she already had her vagina wet.
She waited for him to slip his dick in and he did. It was full and tight, it felt just right. He slid in and out slowly and a simple pace continuously.
She could feel the pleasure emerging from her clitoris, she noticed her imagine receiving the shock waves from his internal strokes. She can't remember the last time she had such a sexual experience with a man.
Each stroke made her fall passionately in love with his body. She wanted to have him everyday but that would be impossible. She immediately held on to him.
He slowly made her feel what she never thought she would. The tension building from the inside of her brain, it grew higher by the passing second. Every form of intense stroke and inhale would make her eyes roll backwards.
She loved the intense passion she felt in between her legs, the pressure increased and so did the emergence of her orgasm. She quickly noticed the spillage of a liquid slip out of her bladder. She spilled a little on him and make it out to his dick.
She let out a moan from her lips, the orgasm was here and fought its way through to make her creamy down there. He said "Let it out, don't let it die. Release it for me, cum for me."
The orgasm hit her brain too deep, she released her body out. Her eyes rolled backwards while he gave her the strokes she deserved. He felt the wetness of her vagina increase, he knew he deserved a five star award for his talent.
He noticed she was weak and pulled out, he kissed her breasts and didn't mind taking his tongue downtown. She sucked his genital, pulling out a bit of sperm from within.
She looked up to him and noticed he really liked it. She got up wanting more but they were at the office during the morning hours.
She wiped her vagina with a warm towel and threw it in the thrash can close to them. She wore her jumpsuit and walked out on him, he stared at her for a while.