This is a sexual story copyrighted by me, Shon Richards, so please don't make any money from it. I welcome, read and respond to all e-mail at shonrichardshsd@earthlink.net For more stories of Amy and Bethany, check out /~ShonRichards/ "Rush Fuck" By Shon Richards Bethany Taylor waited patiently outside the service entrance to LockTight Security Headquarters. The moon was hanging high in the night sky and the alley she was crouched in was deserted. A cold autumn wind blew by and Bethany shivered from the top of her leather jacket to the bottom of her black jeans. Her employers, Diligent Enterprises, were annoyed with LockTight Security. Home security was the latest craze sweeping the nation and LockTight provided the best. Their innovative technologies and quick powerful anti-theft weapons made then a household name that held far more value than Diligent's equivalent security company. Competition like that had to be taught a lesson. Bethany's mission was simple. She was to break in and steal the prototype for the new LockTight Security Camera. Not only would this prototype allow Diligent Enterprises to copy the technology, but also the resulting press would be devastating. How safe will your home be if the company who protects it was robbed? A good invasion needed a good beginning, and Bethany had a great one. Rather than dodge the various lasers and cameras, Bethany had arranged for a block wide power outage. Of course, a building like this would also have it's own generator but a quick blowjob with one of the maintenance workers earlier had allowed her to sabotage the generator as well. Once the power went out at midnight; the building would be as dead as a morgue. The blond shivered again and realized that basic black leather might look good on her busty body but it didn't keep out the cold. "Being cold is a state of mind, although I would have worn warmer clothing," a voice said behind her. Bethany spun around with her gun drawn but the man was already dodging to the side. She stopped herself from pulling the trigger when the man drew his sword and stepped out of the shadows. He was wrapped in grey cloth from head to toe with only his eyes revealed but Bethany recognized those hard lines under his clothes. It was Rikimaru; the top agent of the Duchandu Corporation and family. "I missed you in Berlin," Bethany said as she holstered her gun. "Did you get my dagger?" Rikimaru said as he sheathed his sword. He came closer and Bethany pulled him to her. He crushed her lips with a kiss as she crushed her breasts to his hard chest. "Yes, it was very beautiful," Bethany finally answered him. "Did you get my painting?" "Yes," he whispered. "A self-nude was very generous of you. I now possess a copy of your beauty and your skill." They were about to say something else when they heard a silence descend on the area. Street lights and buildings shut off together and plunged the two lovers into darkness. They enjoyed a quiet second of being in each other's arms before remembering their mission. "My watch says eleven o'clock, an hour before the power was scheduled to go down," Bethany said. "Ah, then you are here for the camera prototype as well?" Rikimaru asked. "I had arranged for the power to go down at quarter to midnight, so it wasn't I." "Damn it, someone else is after it too," Bethany growled. "Come on, let's beat them to it." "I can not aid you," Rikimaru said reluctantly. "The honor of my family demands I obtain the camera first." Bethany kissed him again. "I understand. I'll take the west stairs and you take the east and the fastest one there wins with no hard feelings." Rikimaru kissed her again. "I will leave your gift when I take the camera." ~~~ "Eleven o'clock, right on time," Amy Valentine said. The talented agent kicked down the front glass door, secure in the knowledge that no alarm could activate without any power. Her nightvision sunglasses spotted the baffled security guard that was stumbling around in the dark. Amy paused before attacking him. She thought it was a shame he couldn't see her. It was a cold night so she was wearing a long black wool duster with a stylish cut up the side. Her legs were encased in special thermal heated black stockings and Amy wished the guard could at least appreciate how nice her legs looked as they peeked out from Eleven o'clock, right on time," Amy Valentine said. The talented agent kicked down the front glass door, secure in the knowledge that no alarm could activate without any power. Her nightvision sunglasses spotted the baffled security guard that was stumbling around in the dark. Amy paused before attacking him. She thought it was a shame he couldn't see her. It was a cold night so she was wearing a long black wool raincoat with a stylish cut up the side. Her legs were encased in special thermal heated black stockings and Amy wished the guard could at least appreciate how nice her long legs looked as they peeked out from under her coat. "Trinity has nothing on me," Amy whispered as she ran up to the guard. He looked around and tried to see in the pitch darkness where the sound of running feet was coming from. Amy leaped in the air and kicked him twice in the face before hitting the ground again. "Who needs wires?" Amy laughed as she headed for the west stairs. The quick agent spotted the blonde first. She recognized Bethany on sight, or to be more accurate, she recognized Bethany's bust and long blonde hair before she actually saw Bethany's face. Amy followed behind Bethany for two flights of stairs just to let Bethany trigger any traps that might still be active. Just as Amy was about to throw two grenades, Bethany opened the door leading to the third floor. Amy paused because she knew the prototype camera was on the top floor. The leggy woman didn't think anything was of importance on this floor. She was tempted to go look but she remembered how large her paycheck was going to be for stealing the camera. It would be plenty to commission that symphony in C she wanted. Amy continued up the stairs. ~~~ Bethany dodged down the hall and spared a few seconds to knock down a befuddled security guard. A second guard spun around at the noise and Bethany's nightvision contacts could see the guard raise his gun at her. As she dropped to a defensive crouch, she saw the guard fall over as a silver blade slashed through his arm. The guard was in pain but as Rikimaru stepped over him he knew he was lucky to be alive. "I see you remembered the emergency central elevator," Bethany said as she approached Rikimaru. "Of course," he answered. "This elevator has its own power supply that kicks in during a crisis. I thought that was why you suggested I take the stairs." "Can't blame a gal for trying," Bethany laughed. They stepped into the elevator together. The doors closed and a small red light illuminated the two as they ascended. Bethany 's hand grabbed Rikimaru's ass while Rikimaru's hand played with her long blonde hair. "We should really keep our minds on the job," Rikimaru whispered. "I do," Bethany replied. Her fingers pinched his ass sharply and Rikimaru groaned. The elevator stopped suddenly and they both looked at the computer monitor. They were on the sixth floor, and the monitor was saying something about a security override. As they read the monitor, both of them heard the hissing of gas. "Oh shit," Bethany said. She reached into her jacket and pulled out a small black box. Rikimaru simply watched as Bethany pressed the box to the doors. There was a spark and then the doors opened. "Good job," Rikimaru said as he went to run out the door. His forward motion was abruptly stopped as he pulled against something. Looking down, he saw that his belt had been tied to the elevator bar. "Thanks," Bethany said as she ran out the door. Bethany ran down the hallway as Rikimaru cursed behind her. Halfway down the hall, her heavy breasts were knocking the wind out of her as they bounced under her jacket. She stopped and unzipped her jacket to examine herself. Her bra was missing. "Rikimaru!" Bethany hissed. ~~~ "Thanks a bunch," Amy told the guard as she tightened her thighs around his neck. The guard had shown her the panic button that shut down the emergency central elevator which Amy realized was the only thing that could explain why Bethany took such a detour. He slipped into unconsciousness, but he'll wake up with happy memories. Amy released her thighs around his neck and went back to the stairs. She was on the fifth floor and she quickly ascended to the sixth, seventh and eighth. On the eighth floor landing, a guard was scanning the stairwell with large clunky nightvision goggles. His glowing green bug-eyes gave Amy plenty of warning time to jump onto the wall and bounce onto him with a roundhouse punch that would have made her tenth grade gym teacher proud. Unfortunately, there were two guards. The second guard scrambled up the stairs and behind a blast door. As Amy chased him the guard slammed the bulletproof glass door shut and locked it down. There was no way she could continue up these stairs tonight. "What kind of assholes put guard doors on a staircase?" Amy muttered. She opened the door leading onto the eighth floor and looked for another way up. After this mission, she was seriously considering filing a report with OSHA. The answer was obvious. Just because she stopped the emergency central elevator from working didn't mean the shaft wasn't still available. Amy removed the control panel and within seconds, she had the elevator doors opened. As she was about to enter the dark shaft, Amy heard a curious noise. It was a "WHAP, WHAP, WHAP," sound and it was coming down the hall. Amy waited by the corner trying to remember where she had heard the strange sound before. Just as the noise was about to round the corner; Amy unleashed a vicious kick at chest level. She connected with someone and the noise abruptly came to an end. Amy looked down at an unconscious Bethany. Curious, she unzipped Bethany's leather jacket to discover that Bethany was apparently going braless for this mission. Shaking her head, Amy didn't bother to zip Bethany back up before ascending the elevator shaft. ~~~ The guard fell down clutching his hand where the shuriken had sunk into his soft flesh. Rikimaru stepped over him as he went looking for the emergency central elevator shaft. Some idiot had installed doors on a stairwell and he had to make a detour much to the discomfort of the guards on this floor. The hall was pitch black but Rikimaru was undeterred. He had been trained by one of the cruelest and most successful families of Japan. Experimental surgery on his eyes meant he just had to squint a lot. As he approached the elevator, his highly tuned eyes recognized the bountiful paradise that was Bethany asleep and with her jacket open. Rikimaru hesitated in front of the open elevator doors. On the one hand, the doors were already open, which meant someone was ahead of him. On the other hand, Bethany's lovely tits were just lying there. It was a terrible temptation. "Just a quick bite," Rikimaru whispered. He dropped to my knee and took a soft nipple into his lips. His mouth devoured her breast with a greed that surprised the stoic assassin. Thoughts of the last time he suckled on this wonderful woman raced through his mind as the nipple grew harder between his teeth. Reluctantly, Rikimaru let the nipple drop from his mouth. He thought about tasting the other nipple, but he restrained himself. There would always be next time. The elevator shaft was an easy climb for him and he berated himself for not thinking of this earlier. There were no guards in the shaft and no pesky blast doors to make him take detours. Rikimaru was so used to slicing and sneaking his way past guards he often didn't think of these simpler routes. When he reached the top, he moved to the final lab. The door was already open and two moaning guards alerted him to the fact that he was late. The sight of a woman in a black duster assured him that he wasn't 'too' late. The woman was carrying the prototype camera in one hand and with the other she was shooting open a window. "Halt, or face the consequences!" Rikimaru said as he unsheathed his sword. The brunette spun around and her duster swirled to reveal black stockings. Oddly enough, she was wearing sunglasses in the dark laboratory. The woman was also smiling and looking at his crotch. "What consequences?" the woman challenged. "You're going to poke me with your little sword? Shouldn't you tuck that back into your robe?" Rikimaru felt a tremor of doubt. He did have a powerful erection; a lingering memento from sucking Bethany's tit. He was sure that it wasn't poking out of his robe but considering how warm and hard his erection was, he couldn't be sure. Doubt and a strange embarrassment were clouding his mind so he made a fatal mistake. He looked down. That single second was enough time to Amy to jump onto a desk and then leap at him with a kick. Rikimaru never saw the foot that slammed his head against the wall. By the time his eyes focused again, Amy was running for the window she opened. "You should really get laid," Amy laughed as she jumped through the window. Rikimaru hobbled over to the window and watched her duster float in the wind as Amy discarded it. A parachute sprung from her concealed backpack and the agent gently glided off in the moonlight. Rikimaru considered throwing some shurikens at her when he heard someone behind him. It was Bethany, and her jacket was zipped back up. She didn't look amused. "I woke up with a wet breast and extremely horny," Bethany said as she stepped up to him. "I hope I have you to blame." Rikimaru laughed. "You were exposed and very tempting." "Damn right I am," Bethany said as she slipped an arm around his waist. The lights came back on and alarms were ringing through the building. The two ignored the klaxons. "Did Amy have anything to say?" Bethany asked. "Just that we should do this," Rikimaru said. He spun Bethany around and pulled her jeans down in a single motion. "She IS a smart agent after all," Bethany admitted. Rikimaru slipped his eager cock into Bethany's even more eager sex. As the alarms continued their screaming warnings; Rikimaru bent Bethany over a lab desk and fucked her with unrestrained passion. Bethany cried out as her lover pounded her from behind. There was no technique or any of his usual nimble skill. There were only his strong hands at her waist and his hard cock in her sex. The thrusts were so strong, Bethany's breasts were slapping against her again under her jacket. This time, Bethany didn't have any complaints. The deafening alarms overshadowed Bethany's moans as she climaxed. Rikimaru's own groans of climax were suffocated by the shrill alarms as well. Despite this, both lovers knew of the others bliss by the tightening of walls and internal splashes of cum. "One day, we should really go out for a date," Rikimaru yelled as he pulled out. "Fine," Bethany yelled back. She wondered briefly how he managed to pull her pants down without unzipping her. "My next mission, I'll pack a dinner." The end.