The Suit

[BLACK BART]

"Good to see you again Amanda Marie" Erin returned as his body tingled where she had touched him.

*Now why had he used her name like that?* He questioned himself as he watched her glide over to a chair and slide into it.

*Glide? Slide?*

The words he imagined as she moved were different as well. Everything was QUITE different about his patient this afternoon and so was his reaction to her.

"You look very rested and quite....relaxed, Amanda"

Erin complimented as proffesionally as he could...considering how he was feeling at that moment.

"I've closed the center, sent everyone home for a well deserved siesta, so I can talk with you in private."

He began slowly as he watched Amanda's hands moved erotically down her chest and to the V above her long, delicious legs.

*Erotically? Delicious?*

*What was going on here* Erin puzzled to himself and broke the stare he knew he was giving his guest.

Allright Erin...But close it so we can talk? How sweet of you... Amanda purred and smiled at him.

*My Lord* Erin nearly jumped in his skin *Amanda Purred?*

He coughed and smiled back, then avoided the fact the robe had slid open and her long legs were quite visible, all the way up to her navel.

"Your process is complete and we need to discuss the changes, how you can control certain things in your new body...and how I have..already"

*Very proffesional* Erin complimented himself and then mentally cursed, his eyes on the quite BARE mound he could see Amanda now proudly displayed.

"Ummmm, are you warm enough..Amanda?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

Her eyes traveled the expanse of his chest, her eyes hungrily taking him in. He was broader than she first thought, had more muscle tone that she'd noticed before as well.. The lab coat hide it from her?

"Mmmhmmmm.." She purred her response, not really paying much attention to what he was saying, but how his full lips moved sensually with each spoke word.

God! She was on fire just imagining what his lips could do to her body. She was so engrossed in her daydream she visibly shivered, her nipples puckering invitingly. The more she shifted in her chair, the more her nipples rubbed against the terrycloth robe. She bit back a groan, shifting her legs slightly.

"Control.." She gave a faint smile, her eyes lifting to meet his across the table. "Not such a bad word.." She picked up her iced tea and sipped through the straw, letting her tongue twirl around the edge as she thought about the rest of him hidden under his clothing.

Setting down her glass she bent forward, moving closer to him unconsciously, "Changes? Hmmm... I've noticed some.. changes."

"Oh? What have you noticed Amanda?" He seemed a little uncomfortable in his chair as well, but she held his gaze.

"Hmm?" She gave him a blank look at his question. She truly hadn't been listening to all that he had said to her. Her hormones may have peaked and withered away so she could sleep.. but they were back, full force!

What would she do if he really did take charge right then and there? What would she do if he commanded her to kneel before him.. out here on the balcony.. in broad daylight?

She smiled with the thought, her robe parting a little further as she shifted once again in her chair.

"Tell me Erin... About this control?" She whispered her words, her inner mind already having them naked and fucking on this very table.

 

[BLACK BART]

"It's not as exact a science as I'd like it to be"

Erin began, grateful for the chance to focus on the task he set out to do and not the growing expanse of tasty, bare flesh his guest was begining to display.

"Some of the past subjects responded to the stimuli quite readily while others..."

Erin's eyes had drifted and followed Amanda's hand as it brushed the hair from her neck and then trailed down her front.

"Others reacted in quite the opposite way expected."

"Others, Erin?" Amanda leaned forward and poised the question, her eyes undressing him as she waited for an answer.

"Yes, there have been 7 different subjects in the past 80 years..."

Erin stood and poured himself another tall glass of tea, knowing Amanda was tracking his every movement and assessing him as if he were a side of beef...

And he wondered with a smile if she would consider him prime...or less?

"You smile when you say there have been so many? And who carried on the experiments before you?"

Amanda had risen to stand near him at the tiny table that held the drinks and he was quietly pleased she was nearly looking him in the eyes as well as aware how good she smelled...

"The smile was for a different thought Amanda...and no one else has conducted the experiments, only myself"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

"So..." She replied, her voice husky as her temperature kept climbing. She really shouldn't be watching him if she was expected to pay attention.. "You've found the key to immortality.. The fabled 'fountain of youth'... and yet, I hear only mention of stimuli this and stimuli that..." She smiled secretively.

"What is it you crave then Erin?" She swung her legs to the outside of the table, crossing them yet again and letting the robe fall completely open. The sun's caress upon her skin sent little waves of pleasure over her skin, goose flesh rose eagerly to bask in the rays. She let her head tilt back slightly and her eyes close.
"The purpose?" She whispered her question, it seemed to fit her mood since she awoke this afternoon. The surrounding quiet stillness in the vacinity of his warehouse.. It was all.. surreal really. He was discussing medical break throughs and experiments, his obvious 'old age', numerous test subjects and failed tests.. and in all this blabbering she could only think of one thing...

His mouth on her skin..

She wiggled her toes, peeking down to check her red polish, it was perfect still.. Good.

"Oh fuck this!" She silently let her arms fall outwardly, palms up as she stretched back into the chair, practically slouching. Pushing her hands behind her head, she leaned back as far as she could, as far as the robe would give til it fell completely off her.. except her arms.. and groaned in pleasure.

"It's too beautiful of a day to worry over such things.... Isn't it?" She didn't feel the urge to be in control nor bossy, but his idle pratter was really not the subject she wished to discuss.. Or was it?

"What form of stimuli did you apply Erin? I am sure hormones can be manipulated with the right knowledge.. but did you ever try touch instead?" She hinted and skirted around what was on her mind, but she felt she had a good point. Some people's resolves were too strict, too confining or perhaps morals? Either case, weaknesses could be found easily enough at the right time... and with the simplest touch.

 

[BLACK BART]

"Touch?"

Erin stopped and considered the single word and it's meaning.

To touch someone in more than a clinical way for purposes of...

"For pleasure you mean, of course" He clarified and met Amanda's hungry stare.

"Of course" She replied and turned, her muscles rippling and setting her breasts moving in an erotic and eye catching sway. "What else?"

"Perhaps I was wrong... I haven't failed at all" Erin mused and then smiled. "It seems we both have the same wants and needs"

Erin lifted himself from the chair and stepped closer to the smiling woman, then bent and kissed her.

"Yesssss, neeedssss" Amanda hissed and then wrapped her arms around Erin's neck to pull him closer and meet his lips with her own hungry pair. "I want and need what you have"

But Erin didn't hear...he was beyond hearing, his lips moving down and making sucking, urgent sounds as he cupped Amanda's perfect breasts in his hands and began to slather them with kisses.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Amanda

Good God Yes! She mentally cheered as he captured her lips. She had been waiting for this for weeks! Since the dreams began, since everything began to haunt and torment her in the night.. Until Erin taunted her in the night.
Now here he was, feasting upon her lips, soon her entire body and.. if those dreams were any indication to his personality.. She'd be at his command and more than loving it!
Her nailed raked lightly up his arms, across his shoulders and then over the back of his neck as she poured herself against him. Her robe was completely undone and barely holding at her elbows. It didn't stop him, it wasn't meant to.
She gasped out loudly as his mouth tore free of her own and began to travel hungrily down her throat, chest and finally her breast.
"Oh Yes! Pleeeeease!" She whimpered softly, she was past breaking.. Well past breaking! And yet her own cowardice kept her restrained.. Now that he'd taken the 'upper hand', taken control, she could let herself just go. Fall. Experience.
She leaned back against his hand now holding at her lower back. His free hand roaming her lush curves, his mouth suckling like a starved babe at her overly sensitive nipples. She arched into his mouth, pushing her tit further, stretching his lips as far as he could. His hand cupped the breast he was suckling and squeezed, kneading, pushing more of her into his seeking mouth.
She growled and mewled, not sure what she was supposed to do? She could make demands, but what fun would that be?
She felt her body tremble, each tug of his lips sending electric pulses straight to her clit, and cunt. She was saturated with her own juices and he had yet to do more than tease!
"JESUS!" She cursed loudly as the heat waves began to build. Could one cum just from their nipples being suckled?! Who would have thought.. But there was no mistaking the clenching sensation she felt deep inside. She could and most likely would soon.