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the greeter, asking if Mr Allsopp had arrived. The greeter smiled and responded in the affirmative and led Robyn toward him. As she approached he stood up and smiled offering his hand in greeting.

“Hello Mr Allsopp? I’m Jenny Robinson pleased to meet you” Mike smiled, a very engaging smile too and responded.

“Yes indeed I am. Please call me Mike, an absolute pleasure to meet you Jenny. Please take a seat” Smooth was not the word. He knew just how to engage with a lady, a practiced and expert exponent of flirting for sure, no wonder Claire had been sucked in, even if it was just a front to get Octavia’s contact details.

Robyn sat down and almost immediately a waiter was at the table asking them if they would like a drink. Mike lifted his hand indicating Robyn should order.

“I know I am driving, but a little glass of house white would be very nice, thank you” she giggled adding “Is that OK with you Mike” She decided to play up to the alpha male and play the coy little girl to encourage the flirt out of him. Tactics and approach were everything when you wanted information.

“Of course Jenny, I will have the same thank you”. The waiter withdrew.

“Do you know this hotel” asked Robyn. “It’s a distance from your office, I was quite happy to meet you there”.

“Yes I do I have used it many times before, convenient and relaxed” he paused “And who would swop the chance for lunch with a lady for a stuffy meeting in the office” His eyes sparkled as he said this designed to flatter and flirt. Robyn could feel the freckles on her chest tingling under her blouse and knew that they must be colouring up on her face too. One challenge of being a natural redhead were the freckles always gave away real feelings. Not ideal for a private investigator. Fine, she could play the coy little girlie to his alpha male, at least to begin with.

“I guess so, unless you serve wine at meetings in your office” Robyn giggled “It’s kind of you to spare the time” said Robyn dropping her eyes, “I am sure being relatively new to the job, there is a lot you could be doing with the time”. He laughed.

“Nothing that can’t wait” he said. “Anyway this sounds like a good way to introduce myself to the industry” Robyn smiled to herself, no humility about him for sure.

Before the exchange could continue the wine arrived and they ordered lunch. After the waiter left Mike raised his glass and Robyn followed. She then took the opportunity to move the conversation more onto her terms.

“Mike, I guess I should make myself and the terms of the interview clear” She paused and he nodded as he sipped his wine. “I am an independent journalist, contracted by Bike Trade to get an insight into the new man coming into the industry in such a key position.” Robyn opened her bag, took out a business card and passed it across to him. She had used the journalist approach a few times before and had both a website and email set up specifically. All part of the smoke and mirrors she was so good at. Mike looked at the card then back at her, placing it on the table. Robyn continued” the terms are that I will record our discussions on this device” Robyn once again reached into her small bag and placed a small recording device on the table between them. “I will write the piece from our conversation and any additional information I have to hand. I will then send it to you to check over before submitting it to Bike Trade. You have the opportunity with this to correct anything you think I have got wrong factually, but my opinions remain mine to express. Are you OK with that? Mike whistled through his teeth.

“Well Jenny, that’s very clear and professional”. He smiled “Sounds good to me I have nothing to hide and all to gain from this”. If only he knew she thought, what an arrogant alpha male!

Robyn or was it Jenny started by asking him about himself, she had already done her research and knew he was recently divorced from a blonde Swede named Mette and had no children. She knew of his background in the car industry so she just let him talk, smiling and asking a few questions to steer this initial part of the interview. Robyn then asked him why he had changed jobs and dropped the first of her little bombs, asking if his recent divorce had any bearing on the change. This stopped Mike dead in his tracks.

“How did you know that” he asked.

“Simple” responded Robyn. “It’s my job to do my homework before an interview and I just wondered if it impacted your decision. You know, new start, new relationships, no baggage” She smiled, not so much the coy little girlie anymore.

The food arrived at just this moment. Robyn thought the timing could not be better. After a short break to assess the food and start eating Mike responded that the divorce was nothing to do with the job change, but Robyn could tell by his body language that was not the truth and he was uncomfortable. Maybe Mette had found out about the special dinners and about his enjoyment of the Special ImCar team of ladies, especially his interest in Octavia. Maybe Mette considered them prostitutes or whores rather than employees?

Robyn acknowledged his answer and apologised, saying it was always her journalistic interest to look for an angle and maybe she was out of order in the question. He smiled and called her a smart lady, lifting his glass in appreciation.

Robyn changed focus and asked him about the industry he had just left, how different was it to the Motorbike industry and were there things he had learnt he thought he could transfer. Mike seemed to like this and started off again in his alpha male mode. Robyn let him run. She needed him to feel he had given his input before she tried to steer him again.

They finished lunch and ordered coffee when Robyn decided now was the time to steer a little more.

“I guess your relationship with Imcar was quite close as a large supplier?” Mike took the question in his stride confirming that indeed he was one of their biggest customers. Robyn drew breath and then asked the killer question. “So I guess you were involved with the monthly closed dinners then?” Colour drained from Mike’s face. He was visibly unnerved.

“What dinners are you referring to” He questioned. Robyn lowered her voice and leant in closer towards Mike.

“I think you know what I am referring to. Look perhaps I should be open and say during my background for this interview, by chance I met Claire Imray, she innocently told me about the special invitation dinners and what happens at them” Robyn was taking a risk, first that he would no longer be in contact with David Imray as he was of little value to him now he had changed industries, Second that he would not know if Claire would or would not know about the dinners. Maybe she could bluff that she knew they happened but not aware of exactly what happened behind the closed doors. Mike was hesitating, unsure of how to answer. Robyn was now on the front foot.

“Claire Imray, yes” he said, clearly on the back foot. “I was not aware she knew about the dinners, but I guess she knows her husband well and what happens at ImCar”.

“So you know Claire Imray” Robyn was pushing hard now.

“Well yes we have met at a couple of industry dinners in the past”

“Strange, I got the distinct impression from her that you had met up recently, indeed you were looking for contact details of one of David’s, shall we call them, special ladies?” Robyn could almost feel the heat from Mike’s brain working in overdrive. He did not answer for a while and Robyn knew that silence in negotiation could be so powerful, so leant back and took a drink of her wine. Finally Mike answered.

“Ok yes, I know about the dinners, I attended a few at David’s invitation” He paused before continuing, “although the invitations were managed by his PA Suzanne” Robyn just nodded and waited “Well not Suzanne actually, they were always delivered by one of his team.” At this Robyn interjected.

“You mean one of the Special PR team, Octavia, Fiona, Izabella or maybe the new young addition Poppy?” Mike’s eyes were almost out on stalks, Robyn had achieved the break though. There was no doubt she knew a lot more than Mike had thought when she first asked the casual question.

“Well err, yes, I mean not Poppy though she was new, I only met her at the last few dinners I attended. Normally by Tavi – I mean Octavia usually.”

“Delivered by hand so there was no email trail of the invitation?” Clever thought Robyn, but it fits both that the invitation was not traceable and that David was using his ladies as the lure, the bait.

“Yes I guess so” He paused and then added “Tell me Jenny, why the interest and what has this to do with my new role at HBN?” He leant forward and put his hand on Robyn’s recorder. “Look, this is out of order and you cannot tape this.” Jenny shrugged her shoulders, lifted his hand from the machine, picked it up, turned it off and put it in her bag.

“Ok that’s fine, I will put the recorder away.” She paused then leant forward and rested her chin on her hands looking directly into Mike’s eyes. “Mike, I am a journalist and I have more than one angle on this. I came here to do the interview with you for Bike Trade. Let’s consider that finished”. She raised her eyes in question. He nodded in response. “But after my chat with Claire Imray, I think there is a more interesting story, or you could call it expose, about the way ImCar is using inducement, shall we call it, to increase revenue” Robyn paused to let her statement sink in before continuing. “This has nothing to do with the industry you are now in, so would have no impact on your new position. To be blunt I personally could gain a lot from the story.”

Everything was going to plan, she knew that she needed his information recorded in some way or he could refute he ever said anything. This was where her professional instinct and skills had to be separated from her personal life. She was totally faithful to Jonas as her boyfriend, but Robyn knew that at times her looks and her body were the key to getting information. How the next step went was crucial to success. She smiled at him and put her hand on top of his on the table.

“I think we can help each other, maybe in different ways maybe, but for mutual satisfaction, don’t you?” Mike swallowed hard. Had he just heard right? What was she offering in exchange for the details?

“I am sorry Jenny but I am not really clear what you are saying” Robyn squeezed his hand and ran her finger up across his wrist and under the cuff of his shirt in a very flirtatious way.

“I think you do understand Mike, maybe you are finding it hard to believe” She looked around the restaurant at the other diners. “I guess this is too public a place to discuss the special dinners any more, maybe we need to find somewhere more private.” Robyn paused, Mike seemed almost shell shocked at what was happening, at how she had taken total control of the narrative. “Look I am not expecting you to dish the dirt for nothing in exchange. I am offering you a new opportunity, like Tavi as you call her or Izzy or Fia, even cute young Poppy.” Once again demonstrating her detailed knowledge of the dinners.

“Maybe we could find somewhere private and you could maybe act out how the dinners went after you had finished eating” She paused adding “Just like we have, but without the sweet treat to finish the meal?” Her eyes opened wide and she cocked her head to one side.

For the first time in a few minutes a smile broke across Mike’s face. Robyn new he had taken the bait. He laughed and then surprised her. Now the recorder was off he seemed less guarded and his alpha male ego had told him he had landed a fuck with this female journalist.

“Well that might be a bit difficult as the fun always started during the meal.” Robyn sat back keeping her hand on his. Little did he know she may have put the recorder away but it was still running. It might look like a normal small handbag on the table, but it had a specially designed pocket on the side which allowed perfect sound to penetrate.

“I am intrigued” she said, “Please carry on”

“It’s all a bit, eerrm, strange, some might think kinky maybe” He paused “All the ladies were always dressed the same for the dinners. Little black dresses, maybe of different types and styles to suit each of them. Sometimes, Tavi would leave the room and return at David’s suggestion dressed like a schoolgirl. She has gorgeous long wavy dark hair which she tied in bunches and would wear a short pleated shirt, schoolgirl blouse and tie.” Robyn’s eyes widened at this revelation. She was more and more impressed with David Imray the more she learnt. It was also clear in Mike’s tone of voice that he certainly had a thing for Octavia. Something she needed to keep pushing on.

“So you guys were all enjoying the attention of an older schoolgirl. Sounds fascinating, Mike, you are almost making me jealous.” Her tone and response were to encourage him on and to seem to be almost on his side. Mike smiled at this, like he had found her hot button and some common ground.

“Well, yes I guess so” he paused and swallowed hard before continuing, maybe considering how much he should reveal. “But there is more to it. Tavi used to sit on our laps and feed us, like we were naughty schoolboys”

“Well I expect you all were naughty schoolboys doing this and I expect Tavi must have realised just how naughty you were feeling as she sat on your laps” Mike blushed at this, Robyn had certainly hit on the result of Octavia’s actions. Indeed she was feeling herself getting excited to know more. Mike heisted before responding and looked around.

“Look Jenny, I am not sure I should say anything more in public”. At this Robyn sat back.

“Mike I think you are right, we need to sort things out and I have an idea”. Robyn lifted her hand and reached behind her head pulling out the band holding her ponytail in place, she ruffled up her long hair and let it fall into place. Mike swallowed hard, what was she doing. Robyn put her hands up to her hair and grabbed two handfuls either side of her face.

“Well I can make my hair into bunches, but I am sorry I am not wearing my little schoolgirl skirt today. If only I had known I would have” A cheeky grin spread across her face and in a mock little girl voice said. “But if Mr wants to play with a little schoolgirl today, I am always willing to try!” Robyn let her words sink in before letting go of her hair and returned to her normal voice.

“How about you sort paying for the lunch and I will fix us a room?” Mike nodded as much in surprise than agreement.

Robyn picked up her bag and left the table heading for the hotel reception desk. Just before she reached it, she turned and looked back. Mike was talking to the waitress clearly getting the bill. Full of confidence Robyn approached the lady behind reception and asked if they had any rooms to let for an unplanned afternoon meeting. She smiled and looked down at her screen.

“Of course Madam, will you be needing any tea, coffee or water brought to the room?”

“Later I guess, can I ring down for that?”

“Of course Madam” Robyn passed her “Journalist” credit card across as part of the making sure her tracks were not traced. The receptionist passed the card back along with a key.

“Room 207 Madam, please let me know if there is anything else I can do.” Robyn thanked her and returned to the restaurant, just as Mike was tapping his pin into the machine. Robyn waited for the waitress to leave before speaking in her coy schoolgirl voice.

“Well Mr. I am just going down to my room, number 207, if you could hang on a few minutes I will see what I can arrange” She reverted to her normal voice adding. “Don’t rush, there is plenty of time.” Robyn turned on her heels and did not look back as she walked through Reception to the lifts and pressed the button for Floor 2.

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Robyn touched the lock with the key and pushed back the door. The room was nothing special and exactly what she would have expected of a room in this style of hotel. Bed, bedside tables a corner chair and a sort of vanity unit/coffee worktop at the opposite end from the bed.

She put her bag on the worktop and unzipped the side pocket. She took out the recorder smiled and switched it off. That was valuable evidence. Next she unzipped the main pocket and withdrew a very small video camera, switched it on and slid it into the side pocket. Her bag had cost a lot to be hand-made but had paid for itself many times over it what it could both reveal and conceal. Robyn placed the recorder in the main pocket and picked up her phone, touching the app that controlled the video camera. Up on the screen came a clear view of the bed, Robyn adjusted the size so that the bed filled the screen exactly and slightly angled her bag to optimise the view. The side pocket of the bag not only let in perfect sound but almost like a two way mirror had perfect clarity of picture yet from the outside looked just like the same material as the rest of the bag. She smiled to herself, if only he knew what was actually happening.

The room was set up, now it was her turn. She took off her jacket and placed it on the chair, then walked into the bathroom. She looked in the mirror and pulled one side of her long hair together in a bunch and slipped the band from her ponytail over it a few times. Next she repeated this with the rest of her hair and slipped on another band she had taken from her handbag whilst in the lift. She smiled in the mirror, not quite a schoolgirl with bunches but enough to give the illusion. Finally she pulled the base of her blouse out from her skirt like any schoolgirl would just to annoy the teacher and unbuttoned a few of the top buttons to show just enough cleavage to attract. Robyn returned to the room and sat on the end of the bed awaiting her victim!

It was not long before she heard the knock on the door. She opened just a crack to check it was Mike and so as not to reveal herself totally. She opened the door keeping herself behind it until he was in the room. Robyn closed the door and moved into the room behind Mike. He turned to face her and Robyn smiled to herself seeing the surprise in his face. She giggled and said in her schoolgirl voice.

“Does Mister like my outfit and would you like to play with me. I can be your little Tavi if you like” Robyn brushed past him trailing her hand across his chest and sat on the end of the bed, patting the space beside her. Mike sat down.

“Would you like Tavi to sit on your lap or shall we just have some fun sitting here?” Mike looked slightly stunned as Robyn leant in and lightly kissed his lips, sat back up and locked her eyes on his. Reverting to her normal voice Robyn spoke.

“Mike you look worried, relax a little, we are alone in private” She pushed her hand through his hair and pulled his head in towards her. This time the kiss was more passionate as he tongue entered his mouth and they played tonsil jousting. Robyn broke the kiss and sat back.

“Do you like my bunches” she dropped her eyes adding ”Sorry that I don’t have long black ringlets like your cute little Tavi but I hope you like what you see”. Mike nodded but still looked tense. “How about the rest? Would Tavi have her school blouse undone like this or maybe more buttons open.” As she said this she raised her hands to the blouse and flipped the next couple of buttons open. As she dropped her hands her blouse fell further open and revealed her breasts held in place by a white lacy bra with a front opening clip.

Mike’s increased breathing rate was noticeable, how much longer could Robyn tease before he reacted? He leant across and slid his hand inside her blouse. Robyn was trying not to admit to herself she was enjoying this. There was no doubt that Mike was a good looking guy who looked after his body, sometimes work had to be fun!

“That feels good” commented Robyn “Is this what you would do with Tavi?” Mike nodded as his fingers started to rub Robyn’s nipple. It felt good, Robyn was enjoying the attention, but had to remind herself this was not for pleasure but business. She needed him talking as well as exciting her as a record. She felt his fingers on the front opening bra clasp, then the sensation as her bra became open and his hand eased her breast out through the front of her blouse.

“Yes Mike, that’s naughty, but I like it” She paused using her hand to ease her other breast clear of her blouse, her nipples were hard, she could do nothing about that, but as she glanced down she could see her freckles becoming more visible, she knew that would happen if her own excitement grew. “Did all the ladies let you do this Mike or only Octavia?” Mike smiled as he squeezed her nipple, Robyn closed her eyes for a second, trying to keep her focus. “Go on Mike tell me, does it excite you to tell me.” Mike nodded as he started to speak.

“They were all different, Tavi was the naughty one with her schoolgirl games. Izzy was the cool, quiet one who just flirted in every way possible. It would only be the guy she was allocated to that evening who would get to touch her or enjoy her body in the side rooms.” Interesting thought Robyn, what happened in the side rooms and who allocated the ladies. Should she ask the question or just let him continue. Before the decision had to be made Mike dropped his head into her chest and started to kiss her breasts and nipple. Robyn felt herself involuntarily pull him in as she clasped her hands behind his head and found herself looking straight at her bag and the recorder.

Mike was now breathing quite heavily, she had no idea if he could last or if he was one of those guys who came to the boil too quickly to satisfy most women. But Robyn new she still needed more information. She eased his head away from her breasts still looking at the hidden camera and kissed him. Their tongues jousted, his kissing technique was okay but not the best, but at least it pulled him upright again.

“I think you are enjoying this Mike” Robyn almost giggled “Come on tell me more about the ladies, hearing this is exciting me, does it excite you Mike” Robyn glanced down for the first time at his lap. Sure enough there was a visible ridge, but nowhere near the size that Jonas always looked when he was excited but still clothed.

“Of course it excited me Jenny and now it’s only going to be memories, but good ones for sure” He started to fondle her breasts again as he continued. “I used to be pleased if I was offered Fia, she was such a dirty little blonde minx. If she was sat next to you at dinner you knew for sure she would have my cock out under the table and seemed to enjoy being fingered too. She never wore knickers and used to say it just made any of her holes easily available” he paused before finishing “She was by far the best cock sucker of them all”. Robyn raised her eyes at this as if in surprise. She was ready to make the final push for the information she needed before she knew she would have to keep her side of the bargain.

“I am intrigued, impressed by the whole set up. So who was it who allocated the ladies and indeed what happened in these you called them side rooms?” Robyn purposefully looked puzzled. Mike laughed at the questions.

“Your really are an inquisitive journalist aren’t you” Robyn smiled and nodded. “It was Suzi, Suzanne, David’s assistant that set up and managed the whole night. She knew which ladies each of us preferred and when the invitations were handed out they always stated where we were in the league table. A good performance in purchases in the last month meant the chances for me to get my fav Tavi were much higher, but as long as we purchased enough to stay in the club that was enough for me. It was competitive, not always the same dealers, it all depended on how much we had purchased from ImCar.” Gold dust thought Robyn, just the information she needed.

“And the side rooms?”

“Well the dinners were always in the library at the old ImCar mansion and in the library wall were a few hidden doors that opened into small modern purpose built rooms behind with a bed, a TV and a bathroom. These were where we went after dinner with our allocated lady and do whatever we wanted to. The TV had porn channels that you could watch together and there was also a small cabinet with toys and equipment if you were into that sort of thing. Izzy certainly was, she loved to be tied to the bed and blindfolded”

“Really” said Robyn, almost in shock at the detailed information she was getting. It seemed that sharing information with her seemed to excite Mike more than she had realised.

“For sure, I said she was quiet but flirty at the dinners. Once the door closed she was totally different she always played the little innocent girl and loved to be dominated”

“Mike, I am so intrigued by the whole set up, amazing, so clever. Tell me while all this went on what were Suzanne and David doing?” Expecting that they were lovers as Claire had intimated to her.

“Suzi always stayed to make sure everything was going to plan. David might ask one of the girls to bring him off or often Suzi would do that for him. David was almost like a voyeur” He paused, then added “That was until Poppy came on the scene. It was like she was there as his plaything. I only attended a couple of dinners after she joined but David seemed totally obsessed by her. She was so different to the other ladies. They were refined, stylish, even Fia was a classy type of slut. Poppy was something different”. Robyn could not believe that she was getting so much to incriminate David. Claire will be delighted she thought. Her expression was willing Mike to continue. He did without much need for encouragement.

“She was bright, for sure and very outgoing, but she was someone I would call “rough”. She had a filthy guttural laugh and used language I had never heard before in general business discussion, let alone these quite refined and well managed dinners. You could see that Suzi hated it, her face was a picture and she often tried to get Poppy to tone down her language” Mike paused, he was still squeezing at Robyn’s nipples and she had to admit that this along with the information Mike was sharing was making her hot and feeling more than a little horny.

“Go on she said and I don’t just mean the story” Intriguing as the story was, Mike‘s hands were just as intriguing.

“So Poppy would sit on David’s lap and then tell everyone that his cock was” His speech mocked her” ‘is cock was ‘ard and like makin’ mi cunt feel all ‘ot and fuzzy.” Robyn laughed at his Essex accent. Not all Essex girls talk like that she thought, I don’t for one!

Roby was pretty sure she had enough information, evidence, comments to sink David’s little game and part one of the plan she and Claire had agreed was almost complete. She just had to deliver her part of the agreed and professional bargain for Mike.

“Just wait a minute there Mike, I promise you it will be worth waiting.” Robyn stood up from the bed, walked over to her bag and reached into it taking out a small perfume spray. She turned to face Mike and sprayed some little jets behind her ears and halfway down her cleavage. She smiled at him as he sat on the bed watching her intently. She blew him a kiss and turned back away from him, slipping the spray back into her bag and using the moment to discreetly slip her hand into the front of the bag and turn off the camera recording what had been seen and said up until now. The perfume spray had just been a distraction so that he would not see what she was actually doing. She shrugged her shoulders, what they were doing now was private, no one needed to know. Claire would have the information she needed and well she justified to herself this was business not pleasure, the price you paid for information of this nature. She hoped it would be good, but knew it would never match anything that she and Jonas shared, but alpha male of not he looked good and why not take advantages of the perks of the job, something she was well used to doing in her specialist infidelity work.

As she stood at the end of the bed, Robyn eased her open blouse from her shoulders along with her open front clip bra that already hung open from her shoulders. Mike’s eyes seemed out on sticks as he studied her every move. Next she unclipped the top of her skirt and let it drop to the floor exposing her black hipster pants and hold up stockings. Robyn leant over and slowly pulled her hipster pants down over her knees and stepped out of them, placing them next to her bag. Finally she pulled the two bands from her hair bunches and shook her head to show the full extent of her lush long auburn hair. Slowly she sat back on the bed just wearing her hold up stockings, her thick auburn bush now proudly on display.

“Your turn” she said as she smiled at Mike. He lay back on the bed shedding his shirt and unbuckling his trousers as fast as he could, but in an awkward way in his rush to get naked. Robyn just sat and observed noting that his body was well toned, no doubt from frequent gym use. Now only his Y-fronts remained to be shed. Robyn assessed the visible bulge and ridge, she knew the outline of a decent sized cock when she saw one and this one it seemed might not quite match up. But she thought to herself, this predicament was for professional reasons, it was not like she was on a date and had been waiting all night for a substantial cock to enjoy, only to be let down by size which had happened a few times in her life.

Mike pulled his Y-Fronts down and seemed pleased to be displaying his erect member. Despite her disappointment at its size, Robyn knew her etiquette and carefully commented on it without any real compliment. The reality was the primary reason was that she needed him to be pleased, not herself to be pleasured. Robyn reached out and squeezed her fingers easily around its girth, so different to Jonas’s member so thick she could hardly close her fingertips around it. He lifted his hands to her exposed breasts and started to run his fingers around her breasts. Instinctively at the touch they hardened and Mike smiled obviously pleased with the result of his actions.

Robyn moved in closer, the reality was that she wanted this over as quickly as she could make him cum, now she knew despite his style and body his cock would almost certainly be a disappointment. She pushed Mike onto his back and crawled up the bed straddling his waist and smiling at him. Mike just relaxed and let Robyn take the lead. Perfect they both thought. Mike didn’t have to make any effort, the lady clearly liked what she saw and was going to be thankful for what she got, but she would have to work for it. Robyn reached behind her and clasped his cock guiding it towards the gap between her legs. She was in control and knew just how to manage him.

She lifted her body onto her knees and guided Mikes cock between her pussy lips. He gasped and exhaled, Robyn dropped her body, took its entire length inside her and landed heavily on his hips. Mike let out a shriek.

“Whoa careful babes or you will break it before it gives you what you deserve” Robyn laughed to herself. Maybe this was Jenny Robinson and how she would fuck. It certainly would not create much satisfaction for Robyn James. Robyn smiled to herself.

“Mike just hold on for the ride.” As she started to rock her body back and forth, forcing his cock backwards and forwards. Mike screwed up his eyes as his hands pushed up her body and squeezed on her tits as they moved in rhythm with her actions. Robyn’s had thought that maybe Mike would have little stamina after their verbal exchanges that she knew had excited him. She felt him pushing his hips up towards her, no doubt trying to enter her deeper, but for her it was almost like a masturbation exercise to get his cock to reach orgasm than any feeling of stimulating or exciting sex. Indeed she felt a bit like a common whore wanting her client to cum so she could move onto the next one.

It was amazing how Robyn had the ability to use her body to get what she needed professionally and yet detach herself from the sexual act. That was something altogether different which she did with Jonas and loved every inch of it! Beneath her Mike was grunting like a pig pushing his cock up into her. Robyn closed her eyes and tried to close her mind, which was difficult with the feeling of a cock inside her. He might think he was good at fucking, but for Robyn he was certainly not in the top league of experiences.

It did not take more than a few minutes of rocking back and forward before Mike gasped and said he was cumming. At this Robyn increased the speed of her rocking to encourage him. She closed her eyes to make it seem to Mike she was getting excited too. Then she heard the guttural grunt and felt the first jet of his cum let lose inside her, followed by another. Mike had cum, not maybe the heaviest cummer but it always felt good to have a man cum inside her. Robyn slowed her actions and eventually rolled over to one side and his cock slipped free of her pussy. His cock was slimy, wet and sticky, traces of his cum mixed with her own juices. Robyn noticed it was already softening which was always disappointing as there was nothing she enjoyed more than playing with a cock that had just cum.

After a while as Mike lay with his eyes closed Robyn lost interest and rolled over and lay on her back looking up at the ceiling, Mike still lay beside her. They did not engage in conversation. Was Mike disappointed, had he expected more? After a couple of minutes she felt movement on the bed and the door of the bathroom close. Mike must have gone to clean himself up.

She was up off the bed and had her skirt back on before she heard the toilet flush and Mike return. She turned towards him as clipped the front closed on her bra and started to button up her blouse. Mike stood at the side of the bed, his cock hanging limp between his legs. Robyn smiled at him. “Looks like I wore the poor thing out” she giggled. Mike looked down and smiled. “Maybe, but it was fun” he paused adding “Thank You I enjoyed the way you took control”. “Well after Izzy and her submissive approach and Tavi as a schoolgirl. Maybe I was the dominant female that cute little Poppy would have been?” he smiled back. “Maybe you are right, but I guess I will never find out” Mike frowned as he picked up his underpants and started to dress. As he pulled his trousers up and zipped up the fly he asked “So Jenny what about this expose on Imcar, what is your plan? I don’t want to be implicated in anyway. How can I be sure?” He was looking worried and so he should be thought Robyn, he had just spilled the beans as well as his cum. Robyn thought before she replied. “So I will write up a piece implying that I had information from various sources and let you see it so you can be sure nothing is attributed to you. How does that sound?” Mike nodded as he pulled on his shirt. Robyn had turned away and was checking her hair and make-up in the mirror not waiting for a reply. Mike had no other option but to agree. Little did he know she had no intention of writing either article. She had what she needed and just wanted to get away. Mike walked up behind her, she looked up in the mirror as his arms reached around her waist and he kissed her neck. “I will look forward to reading it” he paused “So when are we going to meet again and carry on where we left off?” Robyn smiled. “Let me contact you when I have the pieces written and maybe we can meet up to discuss.” She had given a totally non comital reply which he seemed to buy. She turned in his grasp and kissed him, pushing her tongue into his mouth and feeling spurts of his hot breath as they kissed. Robyn broke the kiss. “I think we had better leave separately, so why don’t you leave first and I will wait a few minutes” She smiled up at him. He let his grip loosed as he nodded and moved reluctantly towards the door. The door closed and Robyn breathed out heavily as she leant back against the mirrored desktop. She pulled her phone from her bag. Checked for Claire’s number and sent a short message. “Phase one of the plan a total success. Lots to share. When can we meet up? R ………………to be continued

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