Johnathan “John” Roberts sat waiting in the wicker rocker in room 13 of the Coombs Inn, feeling quite proud of himself. The Coombs Inn was a somewhat older, but clean “no-tell-motel” on the edge of town. As a Senior Legal Manager at the local Bank, John had personally overseen the approval of the loan to the old couple that owned this place, with the proviso that they keep this room on the end always ready for him, and exceptionally clean. John had used the room to seduce the occasional intern, and maybe one (OK, two) slutty bar hookups and the like, but AlexisWash stood to be his biggest score yet.
Alexis was an upwardly mobile manager in the large local bank that Johnathan had worked with, & a force to be reckoned with. At age 26 and standing some 5ft 2in flat-footed, Alexis was blonde, very slim, with B cups, slim hips and a tight body, she had a face most men would die for, a fact she recognized and used to her advantage, often, and John had been promised major favors from a few colleagues at the back if he could find a way to keep her in check.
Johnathan got the ultimate lucky strike when he found her unlocked phone on her desk a few days before. In a quiet place, the phone had provided John with proof of an affair with married loan officer Ron Davis, and more importantly, evidence of misuse of Bank-funds, and THAT could ruin a person’s career, not to mention being illegal. With that, he had the bait needed for an ironclad trap.
Although in his late 40’s, John had maintained a strong, 6’2″ physique, earned from running and weight training. When telling Alexis he knew, John had been careful to text her using a ‘burner’ phone he kept, and set the meet for the info exchange here at the Inn. He had even had his old BMW 2002outside, a car few non-enthusiasts would recognize, so the surprise would be complete.
Johnathan shifted a bit as he looked over the room. Which was small but quaint. A wrought iron bed, with a nice mattress that made wonderful squeaky-sounds when used properly, an Old dresser that held his “Fun-toys”, an old TV, and a small attached tiled bathroom. Making sure the pinhole cameras were set and the thumb drive was new, John flipped the TV to ESPN, & turned up the volume a bit. The predator settled in, waiting to fully spring the trap.
At 12:30, a car came flying into the motel’s gravel lot, spraying crushed shell &rocks. It was Alexis, no doubt about it, & at least she entered the trap with gusto. Getting out of the chair and stepping close to the door, Johnsmiled &waited. The car came down the lot, obviously hunting the room, and skidded to stop outside room 13. John smiled, and sent a text. “early, but come on in”
Just as Alexis reached the door, he opened it slightly, remaining hidden behind it. There was a pause, then a small “hello?” John simply waited. Finally, he heard Alexis take a deep breath, and the door slowly swung open. After she had stepped inside, John closed the door behind them, flipping the lock, and managed a very casual “Hello Ms. Wash” Alexis jumped and shouted a surprised “AHH!”
With a scared-white face she stammered “MI-Mister Roberts???” Alexis stood paralyzed. The blood had clearly run out of her face, she was white-faced, and totally dumbfounded.
Johnathan smiled and simply said, “Have a seat, Alexis, time to talk…” Taking her by the arm, he placed her in the other wicker chair, and had a seat back in his. By now the reality was likely sinking in, His prey was here, and was gorgeous, the best yet. The thought of what was to come raced thru his head, making him hard.
As Alexis stammered he simply answered, “Yes, Alexis, it’s me” John said with a big grin. John continued, “You were a fool to have left that phone unlocked. I got everything off that phone. Texts, emails, even that pic you sent to our married manager. You’ve made a big mistake, Miss upwardly-mobile, & let me tell you, it is going to cost you.”
Alexis blinked a few times, grasping the trap she was in. She had let Ron spend those funds so they could have an affair, and she intended to use that‘dirt’ to crush Ron and move up, but never in a million years did she think someone would catch her at her own game. Stalling, she said “Umm…Ok Mr. Roberts, OK… what do you want? I can leave the company, I can quit today…”
But John cut her off. “You’re not going anywhere…First things first, PURSE.” He commanded as he stood and took her purse. Opening a small soundproof locker he kept at the foot of the bed, he tossed it all in there, and kicked the lid closed. “That’ll keep everything private.” He said sternly, crossing his arms.
Still thinking she could reason enough to get out the this, Alexis tried another route “Look, Mr. Roberts…” she pleaded in a little girl voice, “I just got caught up in some fun at work.I can reimburse the company, OK? So really, let’s just walk out of here and forget all about this, OK?”
John snarled as he cut her off “MONEY? You think you can bride me with money? NO WAY little girl. All I have to do is send just one of email containing those pics to the local police, and you will be in it over your head.” Seeing tears beginning too well in her eyes, he let her know who was in control. “ONE email…and your career comes to an end… Hell, you might even get prison time for this” Johnathan said, sealing the trap.
Blubbering and spitting, Alexis burst into tears, looked up at John and said “OK…OK…you got me, now what do you want? Cash? Extra work? Some backing at work? I’ll do…anything. Honest. It was just fun…p-p-please…I’ll do anything…” her voice trailing off
John just smiled. “Woman, there is only one thing you have to give…and that is, well, YOU.” She looked at him in total disbelief. And John said it again, “Yes Miss Wash…I said YOU…and I think you know which parts I refer to.”
As Alexis’s shock turned to anger she leapt to her feet and shouted “YOU FUCKING PERVERT! The is NO WAY I’m going to be turned into a…a WHORE.”
John Cut her off with a shout “ONE – EMAIL!! ONE!!” and held up a finger to show who was in control.
Alexis stood there, not knowing what to do, so John helped her. “Rule 1,” Johnathan said, “you do what I tell you, when I tell you, the way I tell you.” Stepping in front of her, up close, he said in a low voice “Don’t you ever make me raise my voice again, got it?”
Seeing that she now knew was truly caught in a trap of her own making, John continued “Good. Now, take that towel, wipe those tears, use the bathroom if you have to, but quit crying.” John had the bathroom door removed long ago, so as she stepped in and washed her face, he said. “Remember…ONE email…” Seeing she was through, John first flipped the switch on the bottom his chair, turning on the cameras.
“Get out here Woman.” Johnathan commanded, as he pointed to a spot in front of him. Sitting back in the chair, he said “OK Alexis, strip to your underwear for me…now.”
Alexis stood for a second, totally terrified. Tucking her chin, she huffed, and then resigned herself to her fate, and slowly, she removed her blouse, then unbuttoned and dropped her pants, sniffling all the while, to reveal a nice silky camisole and matching satin panty. Out of her shoes, Alexis was barely 5 foot, a petite thing, and a total vision.
John’s dick doubled over in erection. “Nice, reeeeeeal nice…” He said, making it sound lewd. “Step over here in front of the chair”
Alexis did so, shaking her head just a bit in disbelief.
“Now turn away from me, and lean forward, place your hands on your knees.” John took in the view of the satin silky panties on her ass from the rear, complete with a bit of camel toe. Despite the room being warm, her nipples seemed perked under that bra, and he wondered if there was more to Alexis than she let on.
Alexis did as told, muttering to herself “At least he isn’t touching me. Just a bit of this, and perhaps I can escape”. Little did Alexis know how much her life was about to change…