Operation Pam (Looking for one female, pm me if interested)

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(Looking for one female. PM me if interested)

Van Rollins, Age 41, 6'1", Athletic built, Tanned body, Dark blond hair, Blue eyes

Van Rollins looked down at the pictures on his desk. They were as perfect as he could make them he thought as he searched for imperfections. When he couldn't find any he leaned back in his chair with a pleased smile. He finally had everything to continue with his plan. Operation Pam as he had named it, had surfaced about two months ago. Ever since he saw Pamela Watt in her sexy bathing suit. She had looked damn hot in that and he had decided he must have her. The only problem was her husband and that he knew how loyal she was.

He knew that because he was her boss at Rollins and Hart Lawyer agency. He also had made sure she saw him as her friend. He had told her that she could come and see him whenever she needed to vent. He sure was a good listener he thought with a smile. At least when he wanted something. Then he was a real good listener.

They had spoken much about her marriage and her worries about her husband travelling so much in his work. He had told her of his failed marriage that ended two years earlier. Of course he had twisted it so it was his ex wife Carly that had cheated, while it really was the opposite.

Now Van had fake photographs that showed Mike Watt in the company of a beautiful woman. There was some photo's that just showed them at dinner together but a few of them was of more sexual nature. Those had been the most difficult to manipulate as Mike had never been unfaithful to Van's knowledge.

He looked up with a sad smile as there was a knock on his office door and Pam showed her face in the doorway.

"Come in Pam." He said with a sad voice. The pictures lay on his desk and he felt his adrenaline rush as the next step of his plan was set in motion.
 
Pamela Watt
Age: 30
5’3”
Slender build though muscle definition in her legs
Waist length black hair
Light blue eyes




Pam entered when she heard his voice sounding from outside the door. She was starting to worry, for she knew nothing about what this was going to be about. She wasn’t sure weather she was being laid off, or given another job, though as she walked in and found that sad smile painted across his lips, her heart nearly stopped.

“You….you wanted to see me sir…?” She asked in a quiet tone, shaking her head gently as she tried wiping her doubts away. Maybe he had called her in here for an entirely different reason other then job related. Though mentally she couldn’t help but go over all she had done the past month or so. She thought she was keeping well up to par.

She didn’t sit, for she didn’t know if she wanted to get conferrable. Even if this man was one of her closer friends, in the business atmosphere he could be an entirely different person. She had seen it a few times before, and when he was like that, she didn’t think she’d like to be in the same building as he was.

Her hands clasped tightly in front of her, her fingertips coming about an inch below her short tight skirt. They showed off her supple thigh’s nicely, though, the tight fabric also showed that she was shaking gently. “What was it…?” She asked again after getting no answer. Even her voice was shaking a bit.

There was an awkward air about the rooom, and as more silence followed, the more nervous she found herself getting. She bit her lower lip gently, a nervous habit that she had never really grown out of. She really didn't know why she was so nervous, other then she took her job very seriously. She had kept up with most if not all of the other's in the building, so she had nothing else to worry about...Right?
 
Van Looked at her compassionately as he saw that she was very nervous. What he was about to tell and show her would surely shake her world but not in the way she would expect. He felt himself getting hard under the table as his anticipation rose.

"Pam." He say softly. "I am sorry i have to be the one telling you this." He look down at the photographs, one in particular. That one shows Pams husband standing nude with a young woman kneeling in front of him. The woman are in the way of actually showing of what she are doing. It is quite obvious that she are giving Mike a blowjob though.

Van take up the picture with a sigh. "It was an coincidence that i learned of this." He said. "From what my investigators say, your husband have been unfaithful for at least a month with this woman." He look up at her and hand her the picture.

"I am truly sorry Pam." He say and do actually sound like he are sorry.
 
Pam blinked. This had to be a joke....right? Mike wouldn't do that to her....she knew he wouldn't. At first, she said nothing, nor moved, she just stood there. Slowly, she reached out and took the photograph from his hand, and her own hand met her lips as she let out a soft cry. Tears lined her eyes instantly, and her head shook slowly.

"No..." She said softly under her breath. "That...that can't be Mike he..." She looked up to Van, and the look on his face told her otherwise. "But...I-...Oh god..." Slowly, she walked over to the chair, her hands cradling her head, and her arms resting on her lap. Soft sobs sounded from her lips, and her shoulders slowly and gently moved with those sobs.

A month...That was about the time he started travling so much. She cursed softly under her breath, she could have sworn that this was just for work...and work alone. She shook her head gently again, her sobs comming in short, sharp bursts. "But...He can't be...." She cried, her body trembling gently. "I....I thought..." Her thoughts, one after the other, were cut off, left to be unfinished.
 
Van sat and enjoyed the emotions he saw in her face. He let nothing of his joy show as he stood up and walked around the desk to stand beside her. He placed his hand on her shoulder with forced uneasiness. He looked down at her with fake sympathy.

"I am so sorry." He said again. "I wish that it wasn't true, but what i have seen and heard it is.

He crouch down beside her, taking the photograph from her and taking her hand in his. He gently squeezes it comfortably.

"Whatever you decide to do with this knowledge, know that i am your friend and will help you every way i can." He lift her hand to his lips and give it a light kiss.

"If you decide for divorce or trying to patch things up i will be there for you." He say softly.

He shake his head. "I can't believe how Mike could be this stupid."
 
Pam blinked as Van kissed her hand, and slowly, she pulled it away, her form moving to crouch on the ground with him, her arms wrapping around his neck and holding him close. "Van what did I do...?" She asked in a quiet voice. "I-I thought he was so happy...." Tears filled her eyes once more, and she burried her head into Van's shoulder. "I thought he was happy with me..."

Pam's hands clasped tightly above her chest as she crouched in front of this man, her only comfort for the moment. She was happy that he had found this out about Mike, though it still hurt her intensly. After seven years of marrage, Mike had the nerve to do this. In Pam's eyes, she had done something wrong to push him away, and though her mind was rached with what that might be, she couldn't think of the answer.

"Oh....Van I can't do that..." She said, referring to the divorce. "I...I love him too much Van...you of all people should know that...But...I..." Her thoughts were broken off once more to give way to her sobbing, her form gently curling up against his.
 
Van placed his arms around her and listened to her words and quiet sobs. He gently stroked her over her back. Taking a deep breath to control himself he just held her to him. She was like a child whose world just had fallen apart.

"You have done nothing wrong. It is all Mike's doing." He said quietly. His hand went up and caressed her hair. "Nothing is your fault." He smile sadly as he meet her eyes with his.

"I understand if you wan't to save the marriage. I really do." He say as he kisses her forehead. "I like Mike." He sighs.

"The truth is that he are a cheater and probably will be as long as he don't feel the pain that causes himself." He shrugs slightly as he keep holding her close.

"You have my support in whatever you decide to do."
 
Pam nodded a bit as she looked up to Van once more. She really couldn’t ask for a better friend at this point. She wrapped her arms around his neck once more, pulling him into a hug. “Van…thank you…” She said softly, burring her head into his shoulder, her body shaking every once and a while with her soft sobs.

One thing had caught her attention though. "The truth is that he are a cheater and probably will be as long as he don't feel the pain that causes himself." Those words rang out in her mind over and over again, and after a moment, she looked back up to him, her wide, almost innocent eyes staring into his. “Wh-what did you mean by that…?” She asked softly.

She didn’t know what Van was trying to get at. Was he saying that since Mike had cheated on her, that she should do the same in return to him? No…that couldn’t be it. How would that solve anything? If anything it would make this whole situation worse, wouldn’t it?

Pam sighed softly as she curled up against Van. She didn’t mean this in any way other then trying to be comforted.
 
Van held her and once in a while stroked her back in a comforting way. He had to do this right. Thinking right and don't blow it. She was in the chock stage of realisation that the man she loved had cheated on her. His fabricated evidence had done it's part. Now it was his turn.

He sighed heavily, for her benefit of course. "Mike probably think that what you don't know of you don't hurt of." He sigh again. "He never thought you would find out and haven't considered your feelings if you did. A common trait among cheaters." He turn her head with his hands and look her in the eyes.

"A sad thing about those who are unfaithful are that they will cheat again, even after they are confronted. I read somewhere some time ago that the most effective way to make them to realise the hurt are to somehow make them suffer it themselves." He smile sadly. "Infidelity are like a bad habit and it take drastic measures to stop it."
 
Riza thought his words over for a moment, biting her lower lip gently as she sat between his legs, her hands returning once more to her lap. As he tilted her head up, she blushed, her eyes wide and still lined with tears.

“I…I can’t make him suffer, Van…” She nearly sobbed. The thought in itself was quite grotesque, though what he spoke made enough sense; it reminded her of training a dog. “I just can’t…I hate seeing him hurt…”

Her head rested right underneath his, her sobs had stopped, save for the few deep, rigid gasps that she took, though her trembling remained. She was so scared right now, all of her emotions piling up and spilling out. All she really knew, was that Van was there to comfort her, and that she was thankful for.
 
Van sighed softly and touched her hair again, trying to comfort her. "I know that you love him." He sighed again. "What to do to make him see his error?" He held her tight against him, rocking her back and forth. How should he get her to go with his plan? If he suggested it there was a risk of backfire. He wasn't willing to risk that. Not when he had gone this far. There was no turning back now.

"You didn't deserve this pain. You are to nice a person and i hate seing you suffer like this." He said softly planting a light kiss on the top of her head. He felt absolutely no guilt in this. He was used getting what he wanted and there would be nothing standing in his way. Not even morals.

"Have you seen any guilt in Mike while he are at home?" He ask as he know the answer to that already. "Most cheaters that have cheated as long as he don't feel any guilt. Not until they have reason to that is." He say matter of factly. "The guilt and pain come when they know the cheated spouse will not take it anymore."
 
Riza shook her head gently. No, Mike hadn’t been giving her any signs that he was feeling guilty in the least, he would have passed as one of the happily married husbands. She shook her head again, blushing as Van kissed her once more. Her arms held him close.

She buried her head into him again, taking in his sent, everything about him. She felt her heart starting to race a bit as she felt his hands on her body, her slender, trembling form this close to his gave her a sense of security and in a round about way, pleasure. She looked up to him once more, blushing a bit. She figured that Van was right, and though her next statement might be a bit bold her ask her boss, she didn’t care right now.

“Van…?” She asked softly, her voice shaking a bit. “I-I think you’re right about this…” She said quietly. “Would…would you mind posing as my lover?” She asked, quickly adding. “I-its only for a few weeks at the most.”
 
Van stared down at her faking his surprise at her question. "What exactly are you asking of me Pam?" He asked her softly. His hands kept stroking her back and he felt that success was close. "Posing as your lover." He looked very serious at her. "You mean sex?" This could either break or be a done deal he thought to himself as he hept her eyes locked with his own.

"Or you mean i will be seen with you publicly." He sighs. "If that is what you mean it can backfire. Your friends might start seing you in the same light as they would Mike if they found out his activities." He took her head in his hands and looked down at her. "I will do whatever to help you through this. I care for you, not only as your boss but also as your friend."
 
To his asking about sex, Pam blushed a bit more, biting her lower lip. Maybe ‘lover’ wasn’t the best word for it, though when he put it in the other outlook, the first was starting to become her best bet. She still didn’t know though, she didn’t feel right about going that far with him.

“I-I meant just posing as my lover…” She said softly, biting her lower lip gently. “Maybe taking some pictures that resemble us, or…or taking a few with us. I-I don’t know if going that far would be the right thing to be doing….” She said softly, her eyes looking from his, to the floor. Truth be told, she really wouldn't mind, though while still being married to Mike, it just didn't seem right.
 
Van nods as he see her lower her eyes from him. He release her gently from his grip and stand up. He helps her to her feet and smiles softly to her. "I will help you in any way i can. As a lover or posing one as that." He say as he gently touches her cheek.

"The pictures and what my investigators told me of Mike's adventures tell me he deserve nothing less." He sigh a little. "I hope he will turn around and be faithful again." He say and add some doubt in his voice. "The problem with a fake lover is that if he investigate it himself he can find out the truth of it." He shrug slightly. "I can find you a guy if you don't feel confident with me in the part." He say with a smile. "It is your choice how you wan't to play this out."
 
“Van no” Pam said with a slight smile. “I don’t think I’d be conferrable with anyone else doing this, besides, you know me better then most of my other friends do, so well…we can come to an understanding about it…right?” She said with a bit of a sigh. She never thought she would be planning this, especially not with him, or against Mike. She thought things had been perfect between the two of them, though, apparently she had thought wrong.

“Thank you…” She said in a soft, solemn voice, her arms wrapping around his neck once more and pulling him into a hug. “Van sometimes I don’t know what I’d do without you…” She smiled up to him. “Though…we keep this between you, me, and Mike….Right? No one else is in on this…?”
 
Van returns her smile with one of his own and put his arms around her. "Of course. It is not the business of anyone else." He say and hide the triumph he feel. "How do you wan't to do this?" He ask as he hold her tight. Her touch feel so great and he feel that his planning would actually pay of.

He lead her to the chair again and bid her to sit down and then go to his own behind the desk. He look at her with obvious respect. "It is your show and i will do anything you wan't." He take up the fake picture of Mike getting a blow job and make sure that she see it without being to obvious about it.
 
Pam blushed once more as she saw the picture, her eyes moving off to the side, trying to look away as much as possible. Her hands clasped tighlty on her lap as she thought a few things over, then she sighed, shaking her head gently. "One night, Van..." She said quietly. "One night, that's all I'll do..."

She knew she couldn't pull off him being her 'lover' without at least a little proof, maybe a picture, that they had been doing what Mike and his mistress were apparently doing. Seeing the picture still made her blood boil, though, if what Van was saying turned out to be true, then after a week or so, she wouldn't have to worry about that.
 
Van nod and fake concern. "I will do whatever you wan't me to. If you wan't to do it differently we can do that." He say doubtfully. "If you have set your mind up for this when do you wan't to do it?" He ask softly. He look down at the picture and frowns while inside he are quite pleased.

"If you like we can film it?" He ask as if he just thought of it. It was part of his plan. He would film it either she wanted him to or not.

"Was just a thought." He say and smile a little. "Or just one or two pictures."
 
"Just a few pictures, I-I don't want to get into anything too deep for now..." She paused a moment. Mike was away all this week, so it really didn't matter to her. "Anytime, just so long as it's this week." She said in a quiet voice, her eyes looking to him once more. She stood and moved over, taking the picture that Van seeme to keep flashing and dropped it into the trash. "Please, I-I don't want to see that right now..." She said softly, her head meeting the palm of her hand.

Everything was comming into play for Van, and Pam had no clue.

(sorry that this is a little short >.<)
 
Van watches her hand that throw the picture in the trash. "That will be okay." He nods. "What about tonight? This kinda make me nervous." He easily lies to her. He silently applauds himself. This scheme of his was actually working. He had never tried it on anyone before but it seemed his first attempt was an success.

He stand up and go over and hug her. "And no one will ever find out except for us." He say as he give her a kiss on her cheek. He feel a little arousal at the thought of getting her but suppress it as he hold her.

(OOC; that is ok. Sometime i don't know what more to write :))
 
She nodded, blushing a bit still. "Thank you so much, Van..." She said in a soft voice, barley above a whisper. Her arms wrapped around his neck and her lips gently found his neck, leaving a soft, gentle kiss. "I-I don't know what I would do if you wern't here..." She said softly, her body still trembling every now and again. "Tonight will be fine..." She said once more, afterwards, pulling away from him, almost reluctantly.

She picked up her bag from the side of the chair, and started walking once more, closing the door softly behind her. She figured that she would go over to his apartment around seven, so that gave her a good three hours to get ready. Oh she prayed to god that she hoped she was ready. Truth be told, she was nervous beyond all reason, and it wasn't because she was doing this behind Mike's back.
 
Van looked around in his apartment. He had pretty much rigged every room with at least one hidden video camera. The small ones that was used in security. So called spy cams. He was as ready as he could be. Soon Pam would come over and his scheme would really pay of.

He took a shower and dressed casual in Jeans and t-shirt. Despite his usual self confidence he felt a little nervous. There was always the risk of her bailing out. Just then the door bell rang and he smiled quite relieved. At least she had showed up. That was a good sign. He went and opened the door and greeted a nervous Pam.
 
She smiled as he opened the door. She really didn’t bother to wear anything special. A black halter and jeans. Her hands were clasped lightly in front of her, and her fingertips were nervously picking at one another. She didn’t see why she was so nervous, she had worked with this man for years. She figured now though, it was because of what she was being expected to be doing.

Slowly she walked in, looking around the apartment. “You changed it since I was here last, didn’t you…?” She asked, her head tilting lightly off to the side. “I like what you did with it.” She said with a smile and a soft laugh. “Doesn’t look so devoid of a woman’s touch.” She gave a playful wink as she took off the leather jacket that was draped around her shoulders, hanging it on the closet door’s handle.

She watched him for a moment more before she moved into the living room, taking a seat on the couch that faced the entrance to the dining room and kitchen. Her legs crossed over one another, her hands moving to her lap as she waited for him, a light smile bowing her lips.
 
"Yeah, changed it a little." He said with a smile. He watched her going to sit on the couch before he walked to the kitchen and poured some cold red wine in two glasses that he brought back to the living room. He gave her one and sat down next to her on the couch. He took a sip of the wine.

"Glad you like what i have done with the place." He smile at her. He think for a while. "We will do this in your own time. So you feel comfortable." He take another sip of the wine.

"Where do you wan't us to be?." He ask with a sweet smile.
 
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