Dirty but Clean

Being after hours, the labs were practically empty. Not that it mattered. Albert Wesker’s office and private computer room were secluded, and no one was foolish enough to intrude on his privacy. Well…only one person. Wesker licked his lips at the thought. Ada Wong, his personal agent, came and went as she pleased. Miss Wong’s apartment was getting renovated, and thus she was once more staying on base in the dorms. Little did she know that her every move was watched. Ever so suspicious of his staff, Wesker had cameras everywhere. True, the security staff knew of the legitimate surveillance, but they knew nothing of the others. For the safety of not only him but the labs, Wesker had cameras installed in every bedroom, and also in the shower stalls in the bathrooms as well. Curious as to what his sultry Asian was up to at such late hour, the blond sat down at his computer and brought up the security files.
He began checking the monitors, searching for his elusive quarry. Ah…there she is. Wesker found his arousal soaring to new heights as he saw exactly where the Asian was. She was in her dorm, but more appropriately, her shower. As the water rained down upon her, she ran her hands over her body, often cupping her breasts with a relaxed, soothed expression on her lovely features. The strain of his erection immediately became uncomfortable as he watched the water pelting and dripping down her practically flawless skin. One of her hands slid down her torso, through the neatly trimmed curls of her hair and finally to her sex. Wesker deftly unfastened his trousers, allowing his throbbing manhood to spring free. Prick in hand; he slowly began to stroke his shaft.

It had been a long day. Ada was tired, but not enough to forgo a shower. After all, she had spent a good amount of time in the gym, sparring with none other than Albert Wesker. Fighting with the tyrant was the best training she could possibly get. His keen insight, detailed advice, and overall talent gave Ada a rush that no other man could possibly give her. However, that wasn’t why she so dearly loved their training sessions. What Ada loved was the direct intimacy that went along with training. Their bodies were always in close contact, touching for the briefest of moments before they kept moving. Today, she was able to knock him off guard and ended up falling on top of him. The force of her body hitting his solid chest winded her, and she ended up lying on top of him for several moments. It wasn’t until she felt his hand on her thigh that she realized what was going on. She couldn’t remember the last time she blushed in front of a man, but the moment she felt his thickness between her legs, a flush had immediately burned her cheeks. Cool, collect Wesker had simply brushed it all aside, telling her that she shouldn’t have been doing such physical training when she was tired.
The man was impossible to get through to. Ada sighed, rolling her shoulders and neck as she turned on the faucet. The first droplets of water that sprayed her skin were cold, and she gave an involuntary gasp. Shivers ran through her body, her nipples tightening and standing out like hard buttons. Ada admired her breasts. They weren’t huge by any means, but they didn’t need to be. True eroticism didn’t come just from looks, but how one worked their body. Smiling to herself, the Asian ran her fingers and then her palms over the twin buds. Certainly, she had all the talents needed to seduce a man, but the only one she wanted seemed completely oblivious to her affections.
A pulsing sensation began heating and building in the core of her sex due to the stimulation to her nipples. Dropping a hand down between her legs, she gently began to massage her clit. The bud was erect, highly sensitive to touch. From the moment she began caressing it, she could feel her juices slowly running down her legs, only to be washed away from the shower. Leaning against the wall, Ada gasped as she pinched her clit ever harder. Her pussy grew wetter with each thought, each touch brining her closer and closer to her desired peak. He drifted into her mind unbidden, as if his presence coincided with any sexual act. Twisting her nipple with one hand, Ada slowly inched her probing fingers a bit lower to her eager, welcoming mouth. She deliberately teased herself by only inserting one finger, imaging the ways he would make her beg for more. He would no doubt stare up at her, those eyes gleaming with wicked intent. She’d run her fingers through his blond hair as he slowly began to lick her. God, how she longed to press his face into her cunt and only allow him to stop so he could fuck her. Having his face buried in her pussy, sucking and nibbling her clit, shoving his tongue deep inside her… Two fingers now; Ada inserted another digit as her fantasy continued. The inside of her sex was slick from her juices, craving more than simply slender fingers inside it. “Ah….Please…right there…deeper…”

Wesker was totally enthralled with Ada’s performance. She was working herself into an orgasm, one he wished desperately to be the one giving. It was then he noticed her mouth was moving, making more than just moans. Staying his hand, he leaned forward, turning up the volume to hear her. A name was on those sensually red lips, one Wesker feared to hear should it not be his. “Ah…Please….right there...deeper Albert…” Sighing, the tyrant leaned back in his chair and resumed stroking himself. A swell of pride rose inside his chest, knowing that it was his name she moaned in her fits of pleasure, his image that that she thought about in her private moments of self-gratification. He wondered what she would taste like. With his enhanced senses, he had no troubling scenting her whenever she was around him. If her pussy tasted anything like the smell, he would be in heaven. Her honeyed juices would become his Ambrosia. Wesker licked his lips, almost tasting Ada’s nectar. How slowly he would run his tongue along her cleft, feeling her body shudder with every flick. Wesker would cup those tight ass cheeks of hers, forcing her body to relent and give him more. Giving her at least four spectacular climaxes seemed reasonable…He did, after all, want his time to savor the taste of her cunt. Whenever he would finish, he would pull her into his arms and kiss her hard, letting her taste her own arousal.

Switching hands, Ada quickly brought her sticky finger to her mouth before the cascading water could wash away her juices. She licked them up and down feverishly, savoring her own sweetness. She dreamed of doing the same to Wesker’s cock: of taking his hard length and dragging her tongue all around it, tasting every inch of him. Pushing her fingers into her mouth, Ada’s thoughts drifted to what it would be like to feel that hard dick there. She knew he was big and thick, having felt him through his pants earlier that day. A moan gurgled in her throat as she dreamt of sucking him off. He would most likely choke her from his size, but she wouldn’t care. Adapting to his size, she’d bring the almighty tyrant to his knees with her blowjob. Ada yearned to taste his thick semen, to swallow his load as he watched with that oh-so sexy smirk on his face. Her lips parted a bit more as yet another moan escaped her.

He massaged his shaft, rubbing his hand over the gooey head as he imagined her wet pussy encompassing it. Wesker couldn’t help but utter a small moan as his thoughts delved deeper on the object of his lust and desire. He was more than willing to bet she could suck him off for hours. He wanted to watch his cock disappear into that sassy mouth of hers, feeling her tongue running up and down his every inch, teasing the cap with each swirl. Wesker watched as Ada on the screen opened her mouth wide in a loud moan. Yes…a perfect fit...I could stare down at her face for hours as she eagerly awaited my cum. Wesker could dream of how tight her mouth would clamp around his dick as she sucked him off. He had an intense, burning longing to fill her mouth with his cum, to force her to keep blowing him until he spewed his seed once more. He could practically feel the silkiness of her hair as he’d caress her head, holding on gently as he would fuck her face. The second time she’d only be allowed to swallow some, the rest of his spunk he wanted to see on her face and those perfectly gropable breasts. Precum oozed from his cock, his hand pumping out more and more with each passing moment. Had she been with him, Wesker would make her lick up every single drop. It was her fault he was so aroused, and she would need to make it up to him with her delicious body.

Sliding down to the floor, Ada leaned over, still pumping her fingers in and out of her dripping cunt. She came once, but wanted, needed so much more. Stopping her masturbation for a moment, she parted her ass cheeks and allowed the hot water to splash down upon her exposed anus. A soft mewling escaped her lips as thoughts of Wesker’s tongue probing her there came to mind. He would prepare her for his length, teasing her ass the same way he had with her pussy. Reaching back, Ada gently rubbed the hole with a finger, imagining the head of his cock getting ready to enter her. Pressing the finger in slowly, Ada cried out in semi surprised lust. Having only been fucked in her ass twice, she never really enjoyed it. Both times her lover had been clumsy, and the penetration had been painful. Albert wouldn’t be so daft…It would hurt…simply because he’s so big…But he would make sure I enjoyed it… “Oh god…Wesker…slower…I want to feel every inch going in…You’re so big…so thick! Fuck me deeper!” Ada fell face first to the bottom of the tub as she resumed fingering her pussy, still shafting a finger in and out of her ass as well. Her second orgasm was quickly overtaking her, but she didn’t want to stop. Grinding the heel of her palm into her clit as she pumped her fingers into her pussy, she cried out in pleasure. Boiling hot juices erupted over her fingers, Ada giving one last scream as a violent orgasm ripped through her. “I-I’m cumming Albert!”
Temporarily limp, the agent lay hunched over, letting the running water, which had long since turned cold, wash away any and all evidence of her cum. Pure exhaustion had set in as Ada finally managed to push herself off the ground to turn off the faucet. Legs still quaking from the force of her last climax, she grabbed a towel and tiredly wrapped it around her shivering body. Casting a glance into her bedroom, a slow smile spread across her face. Had I done this in there, I’d have to change the damn sheets.

His cock twitched as he watched her part her ass cheeks. What he wouldn’t give to ream that ass until he couldn’t cum anymore. The pink, puckered hole definitely looked tight. Wesker would have closed his eyes, but he couldn’t stop staring at Ada. Instead he simply thought of how it would be to slowly penetrate her anus, hearing her moans and screams. Had she ever been fucked there before? A violent surge of jealous flared inside him for only a moment, before calming. Wesker was bound and determined to find out, and the claim her body for himself. Once more she moaned his name, and even though he knew she couldn’t hear, he responded with a grunt. She was begging for him to fuck her, completely unaware that he was more than willing to do so. If Wesker hadn’t been enjoying himself so much simply watching her, he would have already interrupted her shower and gave her the cock she so seductively begged for. The pleasure of her double penetration quickly sent her over the edge, causing Wesker to halt abruptly. His cock throbbed in protest, hot and only a few more strokes away from spraying its load everywhere. Taking a deep breath, he calmly wiped the precum off the tip. Ada was drying off, the show over. With a shark-like grin, Wesker allowed his penis a little time to relax before he stood and zipped up. If he was going to cum, it would be with Ada, whether on her sexy body, or inside it. Watching her collapse on the bed, Wesker allowed himself a soft, content smile. Caressing her image on the screen, he shook his head. “My dear butterfly…If you think you’re tired now, just wait until I get through with you.” If she was able to walk the day after he fucked her, it would be a damn miracle.

The next day:
Everything was going perfect: his duties were completed for the day, the reservations were set, and Ada’s calendar was just as clear as his. Wesker had planned everything out during the early hours of the morning, and was ready to make his move. Determined that tonight was the night he fuck his woman, he called Ada to his office. “Miss Wong…I need to ask a favor of you.”
Smiling serenely at him, Ada followed him in and sat down as he closed the door. “What can I do for you?”
Her sensual purr aroused him to semi-hardness, and Wesker smirked. Taking his seat behind his desk, he removed his shades and matched her smile. “Well my dear…I was actually wondering if you’d like to have dinner with me tonight…Perhaps I could take you dancing as well. You like dancing, correct?”
Her almond eyes narrowed, a mischievous glint to them. “Indeed I do…and I gratefully accept your offer. Might I inquire the occasion?”
“Oh, let’s just say it’s a special one…Meant solely for my most prized agent.”
Ada cooed, swinging one elegantly long leg over the other. “You honestly flatter me, Wesker. I hope I can return the favor.”
“My dear…I’m sure you’ll find some way to thank me, though I honestly don’t require such. Having you is well worth it.”