The Industrial Spy Who Loved Me (Closed)

[MadMonk23]

Carl Reeve gave the screws on the front wings a few last turns, then stepped back to admire his work. It was a beauty of a Formula One car; through tedious work in the last few weeks, they had lightened the chassis by an astounding fifteen percent. The engine contained some modifications he had come up with. They were perfectly legal - they had checked the rules five times - but so unfair that the commission was sure to ban them as soon as they found out, and probably summon him just so they could all yell at him.

He changed out of his work clothes and, after a short shower, put on jeans and a checkered flannel shirt for the bus ride home. He was a man in his late twenties, tall and athletic, with short dark hair. Until two years ago, he had been a regular car mechanic, until a friend of his who happened to be an engineer had gotten him this job at Bennett Racing. He loved it - his inventions had a disturbing tendency to blow up at first, admittedly, but once he had worked out the kinks, they often got amazing results and only very rarely proved lethal.

It was not too late in the evening, and so he decided to have a beer at a place close by. He sometimes did after a long day at work. Sometimes, he met colleagues from the racing team there, but most of the customers were workers and engineers from the other companies around here. This time, though, his eye was immediately caught by someone he had never seen before. He was sure of that - he would have remembered someone this beautiful. A new employee, maybe? He managed to catch himself staring and went to the bar to order a beer.

 

[bankbabe13]

OOC Kimberly Cumstrom 29 5’10 130 short natural red hair 32 C chest 40” long legs

I sit sipping a glass of wine looking over my laptop as i sit. I was told by my “boss” this would be best place to see the competition. I was an up an coming engineer at the new sports car company that had a reputation for “stealing” plans for its designs. I see you sitting at the bar checking out my long legs ( wearing black blouse,black pleated skirt 3” above the knees,dark brown pantyhose and 2”strappy black heels) i have seen you in the car circles recently and figure maybe a friendly conversation could get m closer to needed info on an projects your company has that mine could “borrow”.

 

[MadMonk23]

I drink my first beer and relax a Little; I can not help giving you a second glance. Then a third. Then I decide to walk over. Smiling, I say: "Hey, never seen you here before! Are you new here?"

Maybe not the best of opening lines, but it is the best I can think of right now. If I hadn't already had a beer and wasn't constantly distracted by your legs, I would probably be smoother. I extend a Hand: "The name's Carl Reeve. I work at Bennett Racing here in the industrial park."

Oh, shit. I can feel something moving in my pants. I silently pray for you not to look that way, but I am sure the bulge would be visible from space. At least it feels that way. I can sense my throat becoming a bit dry too and wish I had gotten myself a second beer before I had walked up to you. Well, this is starting out great...

 

[bankbabe13]

I quickly switch the tab on my laptop from info on your company to just a general world news page. “Been around a bit just new to this place, looked nice so i figured i would check it out. My nane is Kimberly and yours?” Flashing a friendly smile and a bit of a wicked grin noticing you staring at my mile long legs. “Enjoying the view?” I joke as i ask if you come here often as i am looking fir familiar faces to learn about the area car companies as it has always fascinated me i tell you.

 

[MadMonk23]

"Is that so? Well, if cars fascinate you, I can tell you some things. I'll get myself another beer. Can I get you anything?"

Crap! So you did catch me checking out your legs like some kind of horny teenager. Oh well, why hide it? They are a spectacular side, after all. I just hope you have not also noticed the giant boner in my pants...

 

[bankbabe13]

“I’ll take another glass of red wine” I say with sn appreciative nod. When you return you notice, maybe by accident, or not, my pleated skirt sits even higher on my legs, about another 1” or two from before, showing off even more of my toned long legs. “Do you work in the automotive industry?” I ask playing dumb, already knowing the answer. “Would love to learn more about what you do and what you’re “good at”. When i utter the last two words, there is a teasing tone. Youre not sure if that was in reference to you or your work.

 

[MadMonk23]

"Yeah, as I said, I work at Bennett Racing. It's cool that you are into cars. It's so rare to find a girl who's interested in that kind of stuff."

This time I manage not to stare at your legs, and instead look you in the eyes. "And you came all the way here because you like cars? I mean, people don't exactly live here, so it must have been a long way for you..."

The teasing tone of your words has made my raging boner worse. "If you want to, I can accompany you on the bus ride back. Just for safety. I mean, this isn't exactly a nice area, you know? Maybe you feel safer with a guy by your side?"

 

[bankbabe13]

“Ummm sure if you say this os not a good area for a girl to be in then sure you can accompany me to the hotel” we arrive at the local high end posh hotel, which since i said i was on the tour throws you a bit as i can tell by look yiu were expecting more basic. We enter the lobby and i ask if you have to go right away as i ask dor advice on “researching “ local car companies to see their structures snd plans. I claim just for a blog i am writing.

 

[MadMonk23]

I have no idea what to say. I certainly did not expect this! "No, I don't have to go right now...I guess", I eventually say. You are inviting me to your room? I am not sure if I believe that Thing about the blog... either way, I decide to go along for the moment and see where this is going. Maybe I can even do something about that swelling in my pants.

 

[bankbabe13]

“Would you like a drink before you go? I say pouring myself some red wine as we arrive at my suite. You again a bit confused on the size,knowing the room cost quite a bit, unusual for the average company tour person, but shake it off as nothing too odd. I ssk you “do you work with the automotive industry, what role?” Asi saunter over to tbe chair by the desk as you are standing by another good size chair. As i sit, my short pleayed skirt rides high on my nylon clad legs. “Forgove me for the room invite, not looking for anything,(or so i claim) just questions for my blog so i had to ateike quick before another blogger found out interesting stuff”. I say flashing a friendly smile.

 

[MadMonk23]

"Your skirt is slipping", I say with a grin, and pull it down. Completely on purpose, I brush over your legs as I do so. "Should have worn something more practical", I add.

"So just the facts, is it? Not looking for anything else? That's why you invited me over to this gorgeous room? I'll believe it for now." I do not believe you, of course, but I play along. I do not know how long I can take sitting next to you and not doing anything, but we will see,

"I hope you understand that most of my work is kinda secret, right? But I think I can answer some of your questions, I guess. It's hard to say no to a request from a pretty lady, you know. You might find out some interesting stuff."

 

[bankbabe13]

“Secret huh. Are you a rssyan spy or something?” I giggle a bit. Taling a sip of my wine. “I wont keep you just questions for my blog, like I said, gotta strike when inspiration is there. How long have you worked in the field, the most interesting thing youve worked on?” I ask. You see those as a bit odd of opener questions but mostly shrug them off as nothing. You seem distracted everything ok?” I smirk catching your glance at my 40” long nylon encased legs. Then you boldly say you will answer my questions but want me to either hike skirt to my waist or drop skirt to the floor as you say......

 

[MadMonk23]

"The most interesting thing I have worked on? That would be you, sweetie. So let's get to work and talk about the boring stuff later."

I do go to work on you. I run my fingers under your blouse and feel the warmth of your skin. I push it up a little bit and rub your exposed bellybutton with my thumbs. Then I undo the Buttons one by one, grinning all the way. When all the Buttons are open, I take my shirt off and look at you: "Oh, now that's interesting! Come on, show me your secrets! Then I might show you some of mine."

I take off my socks and drop my jeans to the floor; I am now wearing only my black underpants, and you can see a huge bulge in them.

 

[bankbabe13]

You expose my black lacy front hook bra as i gasp at your bold moves. My face both shocked and secretly turned on by your moves. “I... i dont work like that” I say pretending I didnt enjoy that. Next thing i know hands dart up under my skirt as you feel no sign of panties and feel im shaved and pantiless nder my pantyhose. I didnt expect that move and almost caused me to spiill my wine glass i had in my hand as you feel me up under my skirt.

 

[MadMonk23]

"Going commando, I see. Are you sure you just came here for an interview?"

I pull down your skirt, remove your blouse and unclasp your bra. You are completely naked now, except for your shoes and pantyhose. I stand up and grasp your hands, placing them on my pants. "Come on, pull them down. Someone wants to meet you."

Even the touch of your hands through my jeans is enough to make me gasp with pleasure.

 

[bankbabe13]

I blush as you strip me seeing my firm and perky 32C’s as well as the entire length of my toned 40” long legs. I notice quite a bulge in your pants and you can see by the lookin my eyes, part of me wants to “meet” your friend yet i simply sip my wine “playing hard to get” acting as if im not intetested at all. “Dont you have to go now you said you only had a few moments” i say with a bit of a smirk. Just then as i sit there i see you lean forward as if to tell me something and without a word your hands dive down the front of my pantyhose trapping them against my southern region as you....

 

[MadMonk23]

...as I pull them down a bit with my thumbs brushing over your glistening pussy lips. I expose them and kiss you there, then stand up again.

"Looks like I have to do all the work myself", I say, mock-grumblingly, and drop my pants. I take off my shoes and socks and stand there in my underwear, which looks like it is ready to burst.

I stand up and lean in from behind, my hands cupping your breasts. I lean further and kiss you on your left breast, then whisper "Let's go somewhere more comfortable..."

 

[bankbabe13]

OOC instead of pulling down pantyhose. Maybe rip a hole in crotch.

You make lewd comments on my super long legs as i stand in my heels and am almost 6’ tall now. “Initiative good, good quality to have, is thst needed in your job?” I ask trying to remain on point. There is a large dresser and mirror that you “walk” me over as i feel your hands rub my hairless pussy through the thin nylon layer, my breathing a bit more labored as you seemingly dodge my questions.

 

[MadMonk23]

"I'm all about the initiative", I purr and rub even harder; my thumbs rip open a hole in your pantyhose so I can feel the smooth Skin underneath. Then I take off my underwear; my penis, finally free, stands out completely straight. "Look at that!", I say, "it can't stay like that, right?"

I push your back against the drawer and kiss you on the lips; I lean in and hold you tight, my penis rubbing against you and making me shudder. I kiss you again and begin playing with your breasts; At first, I squeeze them gently, but soon my fingertips dig in.

 

[bankbabe13]

Breathing hard at the sexual tension in the room yet still trying to play hard to get, i nonchalantly say “you always work like this off the bat?” Eyes gazing at your nice sized hard cock. You say something about learning “secrets” of others before you share yours. The sound of you rippng open my pantyhose echoes in the empty hotel suite room as you mention liking “this”secret as your hand goes to my hairless slit as i can see your hand do so in the mirror as I’m made to face it.

 

[MadMonk23]

I carefully part your pussy lips and push inside. I nod in satisfaction as I feel how wet you are and push two fingers in. I push them into your tightening vagina; meanwhile, I rub your left nipple with my other hand and feel it harden in anticipation.

 

[bankbabe13]

I gasp in shock as you begin to fingerfuck me. I just figured kissing and light groping before you left. “ ahhhh dont you have to ummmm... go?” I say softly. My mouth protests yet, maybe out if instinct, the body does not as i feel your two fingers wiggling around inside my tight pussy. I grip the side of the dresser where im tuened to face mirror so you make me watch your hand pumping in and out of me as my brathing becomes more labored.

 

[MadMonk23]

"Don't you have to come?", I reply and Keep moving my fingers in and out. I lean over and kiss you on the cheek, then lightly suck on your hardened nipple. I take it between my lips and let the tip of my tongue play over it, flicking, rubbing, lapping at it.

 

[bankbabe13]

Shocked yet secretly turned on by your words, my body can take no more and as a few soft moans escape my lips my long legs buckle skightly as my hips buck as i cum on the fingers butried inside me. Red faced a bit as i have just allowed a complete stranger to finger fuck me to orgasm but part of me knows unorthodox methods sometimes are needed to get the information i need. My labored breathing fills the silent air of my hotel suite as i await your next move. More? Or do you have to leave now? I wonder that question to myself.

 

[MadMonk23]

I feel your body writhe as your breathing gets harder. Then you relax, and I pull out, fingers wet and glistening. I walk to the front of the chair and drag my fingertips over your chest, making long shiny streaks. I cup your breasts with my hands and come very close as I talk. "Cute. You are blushing like it's your first time. But it isn't, is it? How many men have you seduced like that? Tell me!", I say in a mock-accusing tone.