Denise

*** Chapter 7 Dictation

Diane started the day in the usual way, even though it was a Saturday. First she picked up a few bagels and then some fresh flowers for the office. She let herself in and registered with the doorman. She had a mound of filing to do as well as some E-mails to send.

When she got to the 10th floor office Jake was already there.

He waved a hello and carried on with his telephone conversation. By the time that he had put the phone down Diane had two coffees ready and the flowers were in a vase. Jake went to the door and locked it. Diane put one coffee on the desk and the other close by.

"I missed you,” said Jake.

"I need you now,” said Diane.

With a shift of the hips against the desk her skirt lifted to reveal her stocking tops and hungry pussy.

Jake needed no other signal and allowed his jacket to slip off his shoulders. Diane came over to him and rubbed against his erection with her ass.

"On the chair,” she whispered.

Slowly she pushed him back until he was forced to sit on the chair. Then with a slow movement she undid his zipper and freed his pulsating organ. As she turned her back she lifted her skirt and sat on his prick. It slid deep into her clutching sex as her reached under her blouse and found her breasts. Slowly she began to slide up and down. Each time seemed deeper than the last until she felt him strain upward. Deep inside her he came.

A release.

"God! You are good,” he cried as he came. Pinching her nipples he forced himself to a few more thrusts making her tremble as she too orgasmed.

They sat, joined by their sex, as they recovered their breath. Fast and fun was how Jake always put it when they made love in the office.

"You are such a good fuck,” he said as they stood. He still held her massive breasts cupped in his hands. "Let's do it again."

The unblinking eyes of the web cams on both computers had taken in the whole scene. Every motion and every moan in high resolution and stereo sound.

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"So you enter the password in the open field. Click on 'send' and you have access to my site." Jim leaned over Miss Clearmont to see the screen and showed her how to access the pictures.

"Now click here if you want to activate the program that accesses the hard disk, and here if you want to see through the web cams. It takes a moment to access because they may be in use,” he clicked again.

"This takes us to the other four cameras in Diane's home. You should now see the flat." For a moment the program sought access. Four new windows opened one for each camera. "Now you can see her apartment. No one at home."

Jim moved the mouse and closed the windows. "Now we'll check the office." Once again there was a pause. "I cannot rig more than four more cameras in without having to rebuild my site so if you want more, give me plenty of warning."

New windows opened showing the office. "Bingo,” said Jim as they watched the two lovers making love over the desk.

"I am impressed with your work. Your timing is pretty good too,” said Miss Clearmont as they watched Jake move up and down over the prone Diane. "Well done. Now I need to know about Diane."

Jim reached over again and closed the windows. "If we watch too long the hard drive will make too much noise,” he said. "That might give it away."

"Diane Faslane,” said Jim. "Twenty three years old. Can't say much about her life before the last few years but I'll have that in a day or two. Formerly secretary for a Mr Wright of Mills, Wright and Gemme. That is a legal firm in upper Manhattan that deal in stock transfers. She worked there just about a year before moving to become private secretary for John Lorde.

She has been operated on three times in the Valley Clinic. They specialise in plastic surgery so I guess that that is where she had her breasts enlarged. She didn't pay. I'm still tracing who did but of course it had to be Lorde."

Jim paused as he disconnected from the Internet. Miss Clearmont looked relaxed but attentive.

That brings me to Joan Lorde. "I have found one of her previous lovers. I think tracing those before will be difficult in the extreme but we will try. This woman said that Joan was into dominant sex but seemed more concerned to have a servant rather than a sexual partner. Sex was infrequent and not satisfactory. 'Someone to boss around' was her description."

"I'm sure that she will develop now that she is under my wing,” said Miss Clearmont wryly.

"You have convinced me,” said Jim with a smile. "You are a lady of determination and a mistress of resolve." For a moment he glanced at the woman who was paying his wages. She was undeniably attractive but knowing, as he did, her overwhelming needs, he would never imagine that she would make a suitable partner.

Even casually.

Miss Clearmont adjusted her blouse and opened the top button to allow Jim to see into her voluptuous cleavage. It tickled her that he knew enough to stay away from her charms but was tempted.

"It could be possible to put a camera or two in Mrs Lorde's apartment,” said Jim moving to face Miss Clearmont. "You may have to wait a day or two whilst we stake her out."

"I don't think that that is necessary yet. Just a close watch on her husband is necessary. But I want you to work overtime to get as much info. on them both as soon as possible. My main interest is, as usual, money,” she said quietly.

"Anything else?" He asked.

"No, but I'll contact you if something comes to mind."

Jim left her apartment to start carrying out her orders leaving Miss Clearmont to ruminate over her next step.

Money.

That was the draw. There was certainly plenty of it in the Lorde household. The problem was to get at it all. Every red cent.