Beth screamed a string of obscenities as she rode up and down on Alex's fat cock, her tits firmly held in his tight grip. Their orgasms hit at the same time and Alex pounded her from below as she sank as deeply onto his cock as she could.
In the afterglow, Beth rolled off him and lay there panting. Alex meanwhile disposed of the condom and got them both drinks from his kitchen. When returned she was snuggled up under the duvet but the slight rustling suggested she was stroking her pussy.
'You really are insatiable,' he said, joining her under the covers.
'That's what you love about me,' she replied with a twinkle in her eye.
Love. That was a difficult word for Alex. It was not a word he could use easily.
'I like the challenge of trying to sate your lustful desires,' he said.
'I'm a challenge now am I?' she mocked. 'What a delightful thought. You are doing pretty good, but still have a way to go I think.'
'Were you like this with your ex-boyfriends? Did you wear them out?' he asked. They had never really talked about former partners before. He immediately regretted the questions because he knew where they would end up.
'I've always enjoyed sex,' she said after a moment or two of consideration. 'No one has every excited me quite like you though. No one has ever filled met the way you do or made me squirt. And I've done some kinky things.'
'Like what?' Alex pressed.
'Well pretty tame things I guess really,' she said. 'Giving blowjobs outside. Anal sex, though my boyfriend at the time had a pencil dick so he was easy to take but I didn't feel much. I had a threesome with two guys at Uni once but I ended up a third wheel when they started fucking each other, that was a bit of a disappointment.' She laughed. 'I had to get myself off then just left them to it, I think they're married now. What about you?'
'Nothing like that,' he replied. 'Most adventurous thing my ex and I ever did was her giving me a blowjob in a field once. We were pretty vanilla, she didn't want to do anything kinky.'
'Her loss,' Beth said, kissing him. 'Clearly she didn't realise she could have had such a sexy beast between her legs. I'm sure your other girlfriends appreciated you more.'
Alex remained quiet at that. Instead, he focused his attention on kissing Beth trying to distract her from that train of thought. He didn't want to admit to her that she was only his second sexual partner. She would probably think he was a loser.
Snuggling into her he squeezed her boob and gently ground his cock against her leg.
'If you keep doing that you'll have to fuck me again,' she said.
'That can be arranged,' he purred.
'Oh you have no idea how much I want too,' she said. 'But I have to go. I need to be up early tomorrow, I've got stuff I need to do before work.' She kissed him passionately on the lips. 'Thank you for another incredible fuck.'
She gave his cock a squeeze before kicking off the covers and getting up. Alex watched as she did a reverse striptease, putting her clothes back on in a way clearly meant to arouse.
After she wished him good night Alex was left alone with his thoughts. Beth was incredible and he really wasn't worthy of her attention. It would, in his mind, only be a matter of time before she found someone better. He tried not to think about that, better to focus on the here and now.
It was late so he put the flat to bed, turning off all the lights etc. After a little while, he got a message from Beth to let him know she got home safely. With that received he could relax and settle into sleep. As sleep started to take hold he received another message on his phone.
This one wasn't from Beth. It was from Zoe. His ex. It was a picture of her wearing a silk nightie in a sultry pose. His heart leapt. Why on Earth would she send him something like that? They had broken up months ago. The phone binged several times. It wasn't just one picture. There was a whole slew of them, increasingly revealing and sexy. Then a video came through.
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Beth was running late. She hated doing the late shift. Starting at 11 was, in theory, good but it did mean working until 7 in the evening. She had messaged Alex earlier, to thank him again for the earth-shattering orgasms the night before, but he hadn't replied. She could only assume that he had also been running late to work if he couldn't reply. Reaching the office though she discovered that he wasn't there.
'Where's Alex?' she asked Nalini, the young British Indian girl, who sat next to her.
'We thought you might know,' Nalini replied. 'He hasn't rung in sick. Did you break him?'
'He was fine when I last saw him,' Beth said, she was worried. It wasn't like Alex to disappear without telling anyone. She quickly fired off another text to him.
'Sucked him dry I'm guessing,' Gemma chipped in, making a blowjob motion with her hand. 'He's probably tied to her bed ready for later.'
'Oh shut up,' Beth snapped. 'Haven't you got work to do?'
Without Alex, there was more than enough work to keep everyone busy. When she could Beth checked her phone but she didn't get any replies. At lunch, she tried ringing both his mobile and landline phone but still nothing. Everyone else in the office was just annoyed by Alex's disappearance because it meant more work for them. Beth was very much concerned. This behaviour wasn't like Alex at all.
The clock dragged impossibly slowly round to 7 pm. Never before had someone left the office in such a rush, she actually sprinted to her car. A fifteen-minute drive later and she was pulling up outside Alex's apartment building.
Unsurprisingly Alex did not respond when she buzzed up to his flat. Fortunately though one of his neighbours was coming out and they let her in, she was reasonably well known to them now, or at least her moans and groans were.
Alex's flat was on the top floor and while her building was shabby this one was well maintained. Reaching his door she hammered on it, not bothering with any subtly.
'Alex, open this bloody door,' she shouted. 'I know you are in there, your car is outside.'
Pressing an ear to the door she thought she could hear something, possibly movement or maybe a TV.
'Alex open the door or I'll break it down,' she shouted, hammering her fist on the wood. After a few minutes, the lock clicked and she pushed the door open. 'About bloody time, what the hell is...oh my god, Alex, what's wrong?'
He was stood in the hallway, downcast and dishevelled, a half drunk bottle of whisky in his hand. Beth had never seen Alex this bad before, stinking of booze and looking broken. He didn't say anything, he just shuffled back to the living room and flopped onto the sofa. Beth followed him.
'Alex? What's wrong,' she said. The curtains were closed, empty bottles of cider littered the table. This was not merry drunk, this was drinking to forget.
'How was work?' he asked, tried to take a swing of whisky but Beth wrestled the bottle from his hand, he didn't even try to stop her.
'Busy, but that's not important,' she said. 'What the hell happened? You were fine when I left last night.'
'Message on my phone,' Alex mumbled, tears well up again. 'Why? Why would she do that?'
He didn't object when Beth picked up his phone, she knew the code, and had a look. Other than her messages the only other recent contact was from Zoe. Beth knew that was Alex's ex, they had been together for 6 years but the relationship broke down. What could she have said to him to cause such a breakdown? There had been times before when he'd come to work rough, early after the breakup, but he'd never missed work.
Beth hesitated before looking at the message. It was an invasion of their privacy but she had to know and the reason became apparent very quickly. There were many pictures of Zoe, a raven-haired beauty, curvy with at least d-cup breasts if Beth was any judge and a tattoo that read "A + Z Forever" on her hip. The pictures started off fairly softcore - lingerie shots etc but quickly became quite explicit, shots of blowjobs and sex. There was a video as well and it didn't take a genius to work out what it was about. The time stamps showed they came through not long after she'd left him the night before.
'Oh Alex, I'm so sorry,' she said, giving him a hug. 'You should have said something, I would have come back.'
'Why would she do that? After all this time?' he said, hugging Beth tightly.
'I don't know,' Beth said. She was genuinely unsure. There was no actual message with any of the pictures. She wanted to say it was a mistake but no one sends that many by mistake.
'I need a drink,' Alex said.
'You do, but not whisky,' Beth said, standing up. 'I'll make you a cuppa. Wait here.'
Beth hurried to the kitchen and got the kettle on. She poured the last of the whisky away and drew him a glass of water, to begin with.
'Drink,' she said, handing it to him back in the living room. 'While the kettle boils. Have you eaten today?'