Sweet Poison
Everyone told me that Lara was poison. I didn’t know how right they were.
“But such pretty poison,” I joked. How could those perfect lips of Lara’s be anything but sweet pleasure? They were all jealous, I decided. They thought that Lara was just using her potent sex appeal to get close to me, so she could weasel company secrets out of me and sell them to the highest bidder. And they would go for a huge sum, in the millions most likely.
I gave her idle tidbits here and there, probably more than I should have, but really, Lara was erotic beauty personified. I was totally captivated by her, and our age difference only made the attraction stronger. And she knew expertly how to make me feel young and alive. It seemed like a good tradeoff.
Lara really liked kissing, doing it often during the work day when we could and constantly during sex. She was very skilled at it, and now I know why. The French kissing eventually built up the toxicity from her saliva inside me as she had planned from the beginning of our relationship.
One night, after a “working late” session at the office, I collapsed, feeling something burning all through me, paralyzing me. By then I’d revealed too much confidential company information to Lara, the lovely Lara.
Lara slowly got dressed, letting me watch her one last time, and it was always a good show. She had a virulent poison that coursed through her veins; it was part of her biology, she told me. Maybe some mutant gene at work, or the result of growing up near a closed secret government site where biological warfare had been tested back in the 1960s.
Lara had developed an immunity to the unknown, deadly strain of poison as she grew up. Much like a black widow’s poison doesn’t affect the spider itself, but it sure does her mate.
“Why?” I gasped, hardly able to speak coherently, my body rigid and rapidly going numb. “I… told you… what you wanted… to know.”
“Why not?” Lara laughed, and I knew the poison had affected more than just her metabolism. Then she bent over, took my face in her hands and gave me one last kiss.