The Lockdown Game

Elvin Field ignored the ticking clock and closed his briefcase, he stood erect to look at the lady lying naked on the bed. Last night had been fun, he thought, and she was just a mere stranger. He thought against waking her up to get her things and best be gone, but seeing they had made love till four in the morning, best he let her get some rest.

Was she even working? Did she have somewhere she needed to be? Hope he wouldn't return from the office and find her here still on his bed? Elvin ceased the endless questions his mind was ready to ask, and he went downstairs to get breakfast.

Elvin helped himself with some coffee, his mind trailed off to last night.

He remembered taking her into the house. They would have moved immediately to the bedroom, but she probably was as hungry for him as he was of her, so they had started in the living room. She had undressed him while still clothed and had sucked on his sex till he was on the edge of release. She had licked and sucked on him like someone used to the art, and it had driven him wild with desire.

When she had finally gotten to her feet, he was too hasty not to have her, so he had helped her out of her panties, leaving her skirt in place, and he had removed her jacket, blouse, and bra. The sight of her had made her look sexy, and when he had slid a finger into her, he had found her wet.

The very thought of it. Elvin wanted to relive last night. He wanted to feel it anew, the urge, the sexual tension she had stirred at the bar, satisfied at home, and was now stirring up inside him again.

Elvin's mind drifted to when he slid into her, her moan had been the driving factor to his pleasing her. He had come multiple times in her, and her climax had been without counting. They had both left each other exhausted from pleasure, and still with the want to continue.

She had let him lick and suck her down there, and her climax every time was mind-shattering. He could tell with the way she had held his hair, as if looking for something to hold onto for support as her body shook beyond recognition and control.

Elvin looked around the living room and he could see all the places they had had sex. They had done it on the floor, on the sofa, on the dining table, and had finally ended up in the bedroom where he had been deep in her for hours.

He was surprised to be up this early. He should still be in bed as last night had been pleasing, but demanding. Actually, Elvin needed it. For the past few days, he felt like his life wasn't his own. What he did was wake, bathe, dress up, eat, go to work, have lunch, come back home, eat dinner, bathe, sleep, and repeat all these activities the next day.

But something odd had happened in the office yesterday. He tried to remember, yes, he had closed a deal and was told to have dinner with a certain client. The client didn't show up, then he had left a message with the waiter and had moved to a bar just across the restaurant to get himself a bottle of beer. And it was there he met her.

This mystery lady, one that seemed to be crafted out perfectly with a flawless body, she could probably be a whore. Elvin remembered how she had sat astride him, rocking her waist back and forth, driving him mad, and pleasing herself in the process. Her pleasurable moans of climax, a sight he could never forget.

Elvin wondered how many men she had had sex with. The thought offended him, and the fact that they had acted like lovers last night seemed to be an addition to his anger.

He didn't believe in love. Due to his past and the multiple broken hearts that had followed in a trail on his path like broken toys discarded on the ground, he had grown a tough heart towards ladies. Sex, he was ready to give, not love, he didn't have time for such. He had his business which was a good distraction, and considering the fact he hadn't had sex in a long time, last night was a miracle. He still remembered all his moves, and places to touch in a woman's body.

Touch. The way she had touched herself last night also. Elvin felt himself go hard just at the thought of it. He looked at his wristwatch. Perhaps, he should abandon work and just stay in to relish the feel of last night. No, the offer was tempting, but he wouldn't succumb. No, he would not. He had developed a tough skin and no lady, not even this lady could penetrate him.

He gulped his coffee, got out a piece of paper, and wrote on it. He hoped she would find the note, well, she couldn't miss it. He left some cash for her on the table and whispered his goodbye.

Walking into the garage, he pushed the car remote to unlock the doors. He got in and remotely controlled the garage door, and through his rearview mirror, he watched it slide up.

Backing out of his house, Elvin's phone rang and he stopped reversing to answer it.

He checked the caller, it was his friend and work colleague, Bert Shepherd. Elvin answered and placed the phone to his ear.

"Hello, Bert," Elvin said.

"Hey, Elvin. Have you heard the sirens?"

"What sirens?"

Just then, sirens began wailing, and Elvin looked at his window.

"What is happening?" Elvin asked.

"Something happened last night at Square Park," Bert said. "Several people fell unconscious on the road, and phone calls were made to hospitals in the dead of the night. More people have been falling unconscious. The government doesn't know the cause, so they've declared an emergency lockdown and we are all to stay in."

The sirens continued to wail, and Elvin didn't know what to feel. He was torn between the joy of staying at home to relieve his sexual fantasies, and the need to distract himself with work. Not knowing what to do, he submitted to the lockdown.

"Thanks, Bert," Elvin said, and ended the call. He returned the phone to his jacket and wondered what this was.

He drove inside and controlled the garage door which slid close, his mind wandered to the lady on his bed and he felt his need get hard. What to do, he thought. What to do?

The scent of coffee and toast sailed through her nose as Eve stirred and immediately became wide awake. She glanced sideways and noticed a tray on the bedside table. Her gaze moved to the window where startling rays of sunlight flooded in, giving the room a sort of welcome warmth. She gently rolled to the edge of the bed and sat up. That was when she noticed him in his white shirt and shorts, silently watching her.

"Did I wake you up?" Elvin asked.

Eve looked to the tray at her side then slowly returned her gaze to him.

"Not exactly, but I've not had enough sleep. Thanks for breakfast though." She reached for the tray then looked back at him.

"It's mine right?" she asked.

"Yes."

Eve set the tray on her lap and began to eat. When she looked up, he was still staring at her, and his gaze seemed to occasionally move from between her legs to her breasts. "You look hungry yourself."

His gaze met hers. "I have eaten," he said.

"Are you sure?"

His smile probably told her that he knew what she meant, and he said, "Yes."

"Preparing for work?" she asked.

"Not exactly."

Eve squinted her gaze at him. "What's the time?"

"Ten in the morning."

Now she raised her brow and thought him to be unserious at his job. "Don't tell me you want to get yourself fired. Hope this has nothing to do with you looking after me, because I'm a big girl? I can handle myself."

"No. It has nothing to do with that."

She looked a bit disappointed. She half expected him to say yes. "Great. Because after this delicious breakfast you just served, I should be on my way too. And thanks for last night. It was terrific."

"Uhm, you can't go?"

Eve gave him a curious stare, a smile appeared on her face. Somehow, this seemed to make up for the disappointment of him not wanting to go to work but watch her, but to be sure, she had to find out. "Oh my. This isn't about last night, is it?"

"No."

"Then what?"

"There's a lockdown."

Eve laughed. "Right. Good one... I'm sorry. I don't even know your name."

"I'm-"

"That's the point. You're not supposed to tell me. I doubt you know my name. We are going to go our separate ways and act like this never happened. It was amazing. I hope I see you again, and frankly, you're not my type. But sex-wise, you're great. So..." She stood from the bed and looked around for her things.

"They are all in the parlour," he said.

Eve gave a single nod, and said, "Right." She aimed for the door.

"You've not finished your breakfast," Elvin said.

"I should be more concerned with going to work," Eve said. "Thank you for breakfast. Also, you're romantic." She left the room.

***

Elvin met her downstairs in the living room getting into her clothes. She put on her heels, searched for her phone, and Elvin pointed it to her.

"Right there," he said.

"Thank you," she said and took to her feet.

Suddenly, she paused, her gaze fixed on her phone. "Oh shit. Forty missed calls. Goodness. How do I explain myself? Hey, thank you again. Goodbye."

"You'll be quarantined if you head out," Elvin said to her. "Call someone from the office."

***

Eve dialed her secretary, Priscilla, and placed the phone to her ears, her secretary picked.

"Have I missed any meeting?" Eve asked.

"No," her secretary said. "You're not coming to work, are you?"

"I am supposed to. Why?"

"No one is in the office. No one reported to work today."

"Is this a joke?"

"No, it is not."

"Exactly. So, why didn't anyone turn up to work? Do they want to be fired?"

"The government issued a lockdown. There's been an incident. People are falling unconscious. No one is safe."

Eve slightly turned to look at Elvin who was still silently watching, she looked away. "When did this happen?"

"Last night." Priscilla moaned.

"Are you okay, Priscilla?"

"No, no. I mean, I'm fine."

"You don't seem fine. I can hear your breathing. Why are you breathing hard..."

"Faster. Faster. Uh."

Eve arched a brow, knew what Priscilla was doing or engaged with, and she hung up. She turned to Elvin. "What happened last night?" She hoped he understood and made no reference to the sex.

"The government has been unable to say exactly. I tried to see the nine O'clock news but it's blank. There's nothing on the screen."

"Are you kidding me?"

"If you listen, you can hear the wails of sirens."

"Those are from ambulances. Not the emergency alarm," Eve said, wondering if he thought her dumb.

"I know. They are going after other victims. Really, no one is allowed out," Elvin said. "I wish I was lying to you, but I'm not."

Eve saw the bulge in his shorts, and she saw him quickly turn away. What was he thinking? That she would be trapped here with him and that they would become bedmates. Not happening. She had a house, and a life that she needed to go back to. But she seemed closer to danger if she stepped outside. If people were falling unconscious for no reason, best she keeps to herself and stay right here with this stranger.

That bulge she hadn't missed, it had been in her last night. The way this man, whoever he was, looked at her with longing, she could tell that he wanted more. Last night was amazing. Totally breathtaking. But it was supposed to stop at that. Last night. Why were they still together?

How had she even ran into him again? Yes. She had seen her fiance with another lady, and although she was supposed to be meeting someone at a restaurant she arrived at, she had gone to drown herself at the bar across the street.

Eve looked at her phone to see her fiance, no, her ex-fiance had left her lots of messages, and she deleted them without reading them. She didn't want to know the content. She didn't want to break down before this stranger.

He seemed nice. He had prepared breakfast in bed for her, something her fiance, no, damn it, ex-fiance had never done.

Just when he was about to leave, she said, "Sorry for doubting you. I don't normally wake naked in strange beds."

Elvin turned to face her, and she saw the bulge in his shorts was no longer there. "It's okay."

"I'm Eve O'Neal. What's your name?"

"Elvin Field."

"Such a beautiful name. Well, now, we're no longer strangers." And she hoped he agreed. "However, if we're going to be locked in here, I must warn you, last night will have to repeat itself. I don't know how long, but till this lockdown is over, it will continue ."

Eve saw the bulge in his shorts return.

"I restocked two days ago," Elvin said, sinking into one of the living room sofas. "Food won't be a problem."

"What about clothes?" Eve asked. "I only brought this dress I'm wearing."

"I can help you with some of my clothes."

Eve eyed him. "How about we both stay naked." She smiled. "Won't that be better?"

Why that may have been a good idea, Elvin didn't like what it was doing between his thighs, so he crossed his legs and wished he was wearing a baggy trouser. That way, it could conceal... Wait. Baggy.

"I have some baggy clothes," Elvin said. "You can wear those."

"What's your plan? To make me look less desirable?" Eve said.

Just like her name. Eve. Did Adam have to go through this? No. He didn't think so. Or maybe, it was worse with Adam.

"What is wrong with us both being naked?" Eve asked.

"It makes me feel uncomfortable," Elvin said.

"You're only displaying one thing. I'm the one losing here. While I think your clothes may fit me, I prefer going without anything. Would you respect that?"

She acted like a whore, Elvin thought. Who was she really? And why did she look so pleasing to behold? Why wasn't he locked up in some room to make her enjoy the comfort of his home and move around naked?

Elvin knew the answer. Despite his harsh opinion about her, and the fact that she was either toying with him or trying to tempt him, he wanted to have her and it made him ashamed to admit it.

"How about we play a game, then?" Eve asked.

"What game?" Elvin asked, wondering what she was up to.

"A game of dare. No truth. The truth can come later."

Elvin didn't like the idea. "Okay. Say it."

"I don't wish to wear your clothes because you're not my boyfriend. So, if you don't want me to go naked right here in your house, I dare you to take me back home. And if you can't, you're to take off your clothes with me aiding you, then, you'll aid me with mine. That's it."

Elvin slowly shook his head. "No. Oh no."

"The game is on. You said to say it, meaning, you're playing. So, what's it gonna be? Quarantine, or guarantee?" Eve laughed.

Elvin exhaled. Slowly, he began to unbutton his white shirt.

"No," Eve protested. "Remember, I'm to aid you." She stood from the sofa nearest to Elvin's, she closed the distance. She took his hand and he got to his feet.

Elvin watched her slowly unbutton his shirt, then she helped him ease out of it. She went down to his shorts, her hands graced at his hardness, he felt embarrassed.

Eve slowly drew his shorts down, and way past his sex, she stopped to admire it. "I had it in my mouth last night," she said and glanced up. "Would you mind if I licked it again?"

Elvin wanted to give a reply, but her lips closed around him, and he promptly forgot what he wanted to say. He let out a pleasurable groan as she moved her mouth up and down, licking, tasting, and kissing the tip, he took her by the arm and pulled her up, his lips locked with hers.

She had started the fire. He would see she's consumed by the flame.

Elvin kissed her with a possessive fierceness, their lips created more sparks. Their hands travelled through each other's bodies, caressing, teasing, pleasing... Now it was his turn to see to it that she was out of her clothes, and never to be in it till this lockdown was over.

Temporarily breaking off the kiss, Elvin moved to ease her out of her jacket. He dropped her skirt, unlatched her bra hook, and saw her breasts exposed, then he finally slid down her panty. Elvin didn't mind the smell of sex that clung to her from last night, he laid her on the sofa.

As he caressed her thighs, she separated her legs. With kisses and the soft touch of his lips, he kept moving inward till he reached her pulsing center and there he settled. He dipped his tongue into her wetness, licking gently like one would a candy he didn't want to be rushed.

Eve moaned, Elvin set his hands to the purpose of caressing her. Soon, she became part of the flame she ignited, and still in her, pleasing, he felt her writhe in pleasure.

"Uh," Eve moaned, then she began to shiver.

More incoherent words escaped her lips, and Elvin loved what he did to her. A colourless, tasteless liquid shot out of her as she cried out, Elvin stopped what he was doing with his tongue. He felt more streams of her pushing to the surface, he moved aside to let it all out.

"I want you," Eve said.

Elvin settled himself over her, and slowly moved the tip of himself along her wet slits. Eve arched her back forward, this drove him into her. Elvin pressed his entire length into her, then he began with slow, deliberate thrusts, she clung onto him and moaned.

Each stroke Elvin made in her made a wet sound...

"Faster," Eve said.

He acquiesced to her request and increased the speed of his thrusting. He drove her hard to the heights, and to silence her pleasurable moans, he took her lips in his. A sweet sensation sailed over Elvin, and he felt himself close, but he delayed a bit.

Eve's hard contracting walls, and the spasms of her body made him release himself in her. He groaned, and she pleasurably convulsed under him. Elvin kept riding, moving himself deep until he felt himself too sensitive, then he stopped and focused on kissing her partly open and motionless lips.

Eve didn't immediately return his kiss. Elvin knew she was still recovering and gathering the pieces of herself that had reached the stars. Soon, she returned his kiss, her breath heavy as his was, then he pulled out of her and sat down next to her, his gaze on her voluptuous body. He caressed her breast.