Car Talk

Dawn greeted Joey with a wry smile as he climbed into the passenger seat of her car.

He knew that smile all too well by now - it meant she knew something he didn't. That wasn't an unusual occurrence, as Dawn was invariably several steps ahead of Joey even on his best day. This felt a little different though - the way she left a long, deliberate silence after he had greeted her, as if giving her partner an opportunity to explain himself before she did it for him.

"Joey, I'm offended. I thought you and I had no secrets from each other by this point in our relationship?" she told him eventually.

"We don't"

"Oh, really?"

Dawn arched an eyebrow at Joey accusingly.

Shit! Had she figured Charlie out already? Was she really that good?

"Are you sure there isn't something fairly major that you somehow managed to omit during one of our recent conversations?"

Okay, so she had to know about Charlie. But how?!!

"You really can't think of anything?" she challenged "Because I have a feeling when I tell you, it's going to ring a few bells"

Now Joey knew how all of those politicians she grilled must feel - panicked, intimidated and yet somehow aroused.

He reasoned to himself that the best form of damage limitation here would probably be to come clean about Charlie, while also revealing the secret agent was now unequivocally on their team and a trusted ally. He was about to open his mouth to explain, when..

"It's just that, when we spoke on the phone after Senator Adams' fundraiser, you told me it was boring and uneventful. You never mentioned anything about fucking his daughter up the ass on stage right in front of him"

Relief would be the wrong word. Suddenly the prospect of having to convince Dawn that Charlie could be relied upon, despite being an undercover agent, seemed almost appealing.

"But, what...?" he spluttered in shock "That isn't possible! I told everyone in the room they couldn't tell anyone or film it or even remember it happening"

"Clearly not everyone got the message, judging by the video I saw before I came here" Dawn then placed her hand on Joey's knee reassuringly and spoken in a softer, **** tone "If it makes you feel any better, hardly anyone would be able to tell it was you. They've actually pixilated your face. All anybody cares about is what the senator's beautiful daughter did"

Fuck. What would Liv make of that? Would she be mortified? Or think it was the hottest thing that ever happened to her? Joey genuinely wasn't sure.

"What will that mean for Liv?" he asked, realising by now that Dawn knew the answer to just about every question he could ever ask.

"We got a quote from her father who says he's immensely proud of her. We also got quotes from some of the charities she donated crazy money to, talking about how many lives that cash is going to transform. She looks beyond stunning in the videos. So my guess? She'll be America's newest sweetheart and one of the most famous people on the planet within a matter of days. In other words, she'll be fine"

Joey felt stunned by this whole development. Could it all be as positive as Dawn had made it sound, or was she just trying to make him feel better? Either way, it seemed she had an idea off the back of it.

"Actually, it all ties in incredibly well with my show. Naked Truth debuts in a few days. Liv would be an incredible guest for our premiere. Do you think, as a favour to me, you could ask her nicely to do it? I'm sure she'll be inundated with bigger money offers than mine, so I have to take advantage of being as close to her boyfriend as I am"

She briefly took her hand off the gear stick and ran it up Joey's thigh, before giving his balls a tickle through the fabric of his clothing.

"Sure, I'll ask her" Joey replied, breathing more heavily than usual "But no mind control stuff obviously, you'll just have to rely on me working my natural charm on her"

"Damn, I really wanted Liv as a guest" Dawn teased "Just kidding. Though I did want to talk to you about the mind control stuff in relation to the show, with you being the voice over guy for it"

"Yeah?"

Joey had used his bullshitting powers to talk himself into that job to help Charlie. It also gave him the ability to make the whole audience forget that Dawn and Kayleigh had even been naked once the show finished, and to ensure no footage of their nudity was ever recorded, let alone shared anywhere. He really hoped his work partner didn't have an issue with it.

"I can't risk you accidentally brainwashing my audience, turning opinion into fact. It's totally against my ethics. So I'm going to need another announcer"

"But Dawn, I ..."

"It's not up for debate, Joey. You know how much I adore you, but you're off the show"

Joey knew Dawn well enough by now to realise that was the end of that conversation. Unless he was willing to manipulate her mind, which he wasn't, this was a new problem to deal with. He did want to find out more about Dawn's concept for the show though, and where it had come from. It all felt so out of character for her.

"So Naked Truth was entirely your idea?"

"Yep" she nodded, before beeping her horn aggressively at a car in front of them that seemed determined to make an already long drive even lengthier "I don't remember where it came from exactly. It wasn't a eureka moment, more like something that just played on my mind over time"

"You don't think it's a bit odd that you thought of it? A bit out of your usual wheelhouse?"

Of course, under any normal circumstances, Dawn would have been the first person to smell a rat. But, since Joey's recorded words had made anything Charlie said to her an incontrovertible reality, she wasn't capable of questioning it. It would have been like doubting the colour of the sky.

"I just know it's something I have to do" she answered with obvious passion "Honestly Joey, if Kayleigh and I don't strike while the iron is hot with this, then someone else will do it before us, and who knows what agenda they might use that kind of publicity to push? I shouldn't let my modesty stop us from getting ahead of the curb, and I know Kayleigh feels the same way"

So that was the end of that conversation too. Except..

"I hate the idea of other men seeing you naked. I only want it to be me"

The petulant complaint had just slipped out of Joey's mouth. He knew he was a total hypocrite, speaking as someone who was currently sleeping with three other women, but it was how he felt.

Dawn looked strangely touched.

"That's actually very sweet Joey" she turned briefly to smile at him "Think about it this way. They just get to look at my body, you're the only person I let touch it"

Seeing how even that fairly innocent statement of fact had got a visible reaction from Joey, Dawn's lips started to curl into a mischievous smile, and she decided to expand on the thought.

"You're the only guy I'll let run his tongue over my nipples, I can promise you that"

Dawn looked down slyly at the bulge forming in Joey's jeans. She started speaking more slowly and seductively.

"You're the only man who can put his dick in my cunt, Joey Jones"

"Dawn..."

This was a kind of beautiful agony for Joey. In the right circumstances this would be an absolute joy, but in the middle of a five hour car journey..

"Or how about my asshole? Like you did with Liv? If you like, when we're in our seedy little motel together tonight, you can bend me over and stick your big, fat cock right between my parted butt cheeks, then slide it slowly into my tight little hole. I've never let anyone else in there before, you know"

"Dawn, please!" Joey begged "It's not fair for you to do this when I can't...."

She burst out laughing.

"Honestly, you men! It's just too easy"

With full horndog mode now activated in Joey, there was something he could no longer restrain himself from asking about.

"So, did you want to try the fantasy role play stuff tonight?" he asked tentatively "I mean, with me altering our minds to make it seem real?"

"Yeah, sure, I'd love to try that. It sounds hot"

"Awesome" Joey replied about as calmly as he could manage "Obviously we'll agree the scenario in advance to make sure you're okay with it"

"Nah, where's the fun in that. Surprise me"

"What, seriously?"

"Yeah, it's not actually real is it?"

"No, but it really feels like it at the time"

"Isn't that the point though? Seriously, just surprise me. I trust you not to make me do anything that's too fucked up. I think."

This was one of the things Joey absolutely loved about Dawn. She was so prim, proper and powerful in the workplace, which was all kinds of hot in itself, but in the bedroom she was utterly wild, Not even Liv would agree to something like this without knowing what she was letting herself in for in advance.

Joey was just looking at Dawn now, not quite managing to take in any of the words that were coming out of her mouth, since she had moved onto talking about the secret mission they were on and his mind was stuck elsewhere. What should he make her first - his naked servant? A bimbo cheerleader slut? An adorable rabbit girl?

Several minutes later she was still talking about work related things, and Joey was still struggling to concentrate, his mind repeatedly wandering nostalgically back to that earlier part of the conversation when his sexy colleague had been purring about him sticking his dick in her ass. Considering the proportion of their time together Joey spent either thinking about fucking Dawn or actually doing so, it was amazing they functioned so well as a journalistic duo.

Now though, there was a job to concentrate on, an important one that would require his full attention. As difficult is it might prove when spending two whole days in close proximity to someone who could make him horny with the raise of an eyebrow, Joey was going to have to push everything sex related to the back of his mind until they had the information they needed.