Chapter 7.1 - The day Valerie got her choker

Author's note: This story takes place between Chapters 7 and 8.

Valerie was backstage in a green room, putting the final touches on her makeup. She was about to give a department presentation at the organization's auditorium. She had rehearsed her presentation right before the program was about to start, and she felt confident. She was scheduled to go on last, and she could hear someone else giving a speech on stage at this moment.

She checked out her outfit, a special one she had chosen for the occasion. It was a sexy, low cut red mini dress that shimmered in the light. It was skintight, highlighting her every curve and pushing up her boobs, making her impossible to ignore. The only other item she was wearing were red stiletto heels. She twirled around once, seeing her reflection in the mirror - she would definitely be the spotlight of the show.

There was a knock on the door. "Come in.", she said. It was Hawk, with a box in his hand. It had a small bow tied around it.

"Hey.", he said to her, as they kissed lightly. "This is for you."

A gift? Valerie was pleasantly surprised. She undid the bow and opened it to reveal the contents - an elegant, black choker necklace.

"This is beautiful.", she said. She thanked him, giving him a cute peck on his lips.

"Try it on. I want to see you wear it.", he said.

She put it on. It was a perfect fit, and it went well with her dress. She showed it off to him, and he gave her an approving look.

"Only the necklace.", he said, advancing upon her. He drew her into a tight embrace, and their lips met in a powerful kiss. A wave of passion took over Valerie, as she returned his advances with equal intensity. His hands roamed all over her body.

After a few minutes, she moaned as he lowered her dress to expose her chest. He sucked on her nipples, suckling them until they were fully erect. Her breath in gasps, she felt moisture between her legs. She couldn't control herself - she wanted him now.

"Fuck me.", she said, kissing him with ferocity. He responded by trying to lift the hem of her dress, and failing. The garment was very tight, wrapped firmly around her body. It refused to budge more than a fraction of an inch.

She moaned in frustration. He continued kissing her on the neck while she did the same to his chest, their desire growing. He kept on trying, but the dress wouldn't budge.

Lust had filled Valerie's mind, overriding all her other thoughts. She had a plan.