I wanted to write the last part of the escape of the madman but this idea struck me like lightning. It's different from my other stories, I wanted to try something new.

I think it's the first time I write a scene of consensual sex in detail, I hope it came out well.

I don't know if it's the correct procedures for a hurricane but give me an artistic license. Enjoy it!


Tony and Liz


Although it was an almost apocalyptic scenario, it was a breathtaking sight. A barrier of black clouds, like a slowly advancing wall. Every now and then flashes furrowed the enormous cloud almost like a demon charging itself with power, ready to pour it over the city.

Elizabeth watched the thundercloud with arms folded from behind a window, warm and safe, at least for now. She was a beautiful girl, barely nineteen, wearing a gray tank top and a pair of short white shorts that highlighted her dry and well-shaped body. Behind her came Tony, the man she was having an affair with. An attractive man, he began to get closer to forty but he had a beautiful body and an elegant appearance. Black hair that was beginning to turn gray, he was a teacher in a high school.

It was there that he and Liz had met, it was two years that they were lovers even though he was married and had a daughter just a couple of years younger than Elizabeth. Girding her with his arms, Tony kissed her brown hair, tied in a ponytail.

"What do they say on the news?" She asked.

"They call for evacuation, it will be ugly"

Elizabeth's gaze fell on the railing outside the window. Some metal poles were unstable, a couple had already broken off.

"You should fix them, if they fly away during the hurricane they could spill someone."

"Even?"

"Sure, haven't you read about that man stuck by an umbrella a few years ago?"

"It's an urban legend, they're not that dangerous"

"As you wish, but if I end up skewered like a skewer you will have me on your conscience"

Tony smiled kissing her neck "It won't happen, my love"

They spent a few minutes looking at the coming storm.

"How soon will it arrive?"

"Three hours before the last bus"

"Three hours? We have all the time," she said, bowing her head back to kiss him.

They had been there for a couple of days, a romantic weekend for only the two of them. The arrival of the hurricane was an unexpected surprise for both.

"It's dangerous to stay here, you know."

"A little bit excites me," she said with a chuckle. She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck. Her gray eyes stared at Tony's.

"Come on, three hours are a lot … and we just need a couple of minutes …"

Tony laughed at that dart and grabbed her butt firmly with one hand "A couple of minutes, miss? They'll find us here still clinging together when this is over"

Laughing both, they headed for the bedroom, kissing and taking off each other's clothes. On the bed they arrived naked, she lay down on the bed while Tony moved his lips along her barely tanned skin, first on her neck, then on her perfect breasts, on her stomach and on her navel up to her wonderful vagina that began to suck and kiss, teasing all the most sensitive parts with the tongue. If there was one thing Tony could do was just this, Elizabeth was already panting, staring at the ceiling, her lover's head clutched with her thighs. He continued for a long time while she screamed with pleasure. He got up and continued to kiss her, then it was Liz's turn to kneel on the floor, grab the man's penis and put it in her mouth, while he lovingly caressed her hips. The understanding between them was perfect, everyone knew what the other liked, their bodies eagerly sought each other. Their meeting lasted a long time, illuminated by the flashes of the coming storm. Both came several times until, in the end, they were both exhausted and sweaty, lying on the bed, one in the other's arms. The last bus had eighty minutes left.

Tony stood up, kissing her on the back of the neck "Come on love, let's get ready, it's almost time" he got up picking up the clothes he had sown in the corridor and heading for the living room. Elizabeth stood up slowly, smiling. She tied again her ponytail that had untied, who knows when, during the relationship. It was time to leave, to return to their normal lives, until their next secret meeting, who knows when. A veil of sadness fell over the girl's eyes. She was the other woman for him, not the love of his life, not the woman with whom to build a family, no matter how many times he said I love you. He wiped a tear as he picked up her shirt and shorts. There was no time for certain ideas, now they had to go.

Barefoot, Elizabeth headed for the living room. Tony was already there, still naked, holding one of the railing stakes "Then you convinced yourself to get them out of the way" he seemed distracted, he didn't look her in the eyes.

"Tony, what's wrong, all right?"

"My love, you don't know how sorry I am"

With his left hand he grabbed her arm, pulling her toward him. Liz tried to resist, but she was taken by surprise and found herself on him. A strange sensation crossed her, Tony had used the momentum to slip the stake into her stomach, angling the piece of iron upwards. Pierced from side to side, Liz took a few seconds to register the pain. "I'm so sorry, Liz," he pushed her to the ground, she fell to the side, mouth wide open, hands on the shaft.

"What the fuck did you do Tony?"

"Excuse me, Liz, I had to do it"

"You skewered me! You put a stake in my stomach!"

"Liz, love, try to understand me. My wife was beginning to suspect, if our story came out … believe me, it's better for everyone"

Elizabeth watched the blood spread over her shirt "Better for everyone? What the fuck are you saying?" a grimace of pain took shape on his face "We could talk about it, you could tell me! Anything, any, but not … this!"

"You were a minor, you were my student! If anyone knew about it … I'm sorry, Liz. It had to be a cleaner shot, I didn't want to make you suffer like that. It's the truth, believe me"

"Tony, I don't want to die, please"

"You will stay here, in the midst of the storm. They will find you with that pole in your stomach, your lungs full of water and undocumented. Another of the storm's nameless victims. And no one will be able to connect you to me."

Elizabeth heard his voice crack as he spoke "Love, it's not too late, take me away, I can still save myself, we can settle everything. Love, please. Tony, I love you!"

"I love you too, Liz!" Tony screamed "That's why it's so difficult" he went to his room to prepare for evacuation. Elizabeth remained on the ground, watching the pool of blood slowly spread beneath her. She tried to pull the pole out but the searing pain almost made her faint. She couldn't get up, she felt like throwing up; although the room was warm, she trembled.

Tony returned ten minutes wearing a jacket and a bag, found the girl sobbing on the ground, still bent over. She had her back to him.

"I'm afraid Tony. You can't leave me here, please."

"I have already told you, I will not take you with me, you are already dead, resigned. Do not make me more difficult than it is."

"I'm afraid, I don't want to stay here alone, please."

"I can't pierce you again, it would be suspect. I'm sorry, Liz, you'll have to die with that piece of iron in your stomach." He smiled. "Do you remember what you said before? If this can soothe you, I will indeed have you on my conscience, I won't forget you. I love you."

"If you had loved me, you wouldn't have killed me," said Elizabeth, crying.

Tony didn't answer, he moved behind her like a caged animal. Liz could hear him sobbing. They remained silent, crying for several minutes. After a while, Tony stopped and walked briskly towards the bathroom. From the living room, Liz could hear the sound of flowing water "What do you want to do Tony?" no answer "Tony, please tell me what you want to do" the man came back to her and made her get up, the pole inside her moved at the slightest movement making her scream with pain "I'm sorry my love, it will be over soon." Unable to resist, Elizabeth was dragged to the almost full bathtub. "I do it for you Liz" Tony pushed her head under the water, she struggled desperately to get back to the surface

"You can die drowned, I can do it now, without waiting for the flood. You won't have to wait for hours alone. And I won't run the risk of changing my mind."

The girl's stomach pressed against the edge of the tub, causing the pole to move inside her, her lungs caught on fire even though they were filling up with water. The hand of the man she loved held her head down condemning her to death. He didn't know how long he had been struggling to resurface but the forces were less and less "I don't want to die" he kept thinking as he struggled desperately despite the disparity of forces. He struggled to the end, until his body was no longer responsive, until his brain, now without oxygen, died out forever.

Tony kept Elizabeth in the water for a few more minutes even when she was no longer moving. Then, crying, he pulled her out of the tub. He watched her now pale skin, the body he adored, the face he loved strangely relaxed. He closed her lifeless eyes and gave her a last kiss on the lips "Goodbye Liz" got up and, without looking back, took his bag and left the house. The storm was approaching but there was still time. He reached the buses that were evacuating the city. The tears on his face mixed with the first rain.