Happily ever after. (End)

You pull out of Jessica, exhausted and spent. She is panting for breath. You hear her mutter, "Oh my god, I've never felt that way before."

Cleaning off your cock you tuck it away and do up your fly. You walk around and gently untie Jessica. She backs off the chair. Standing there she looks at you.

The realization of where you are and who you are comes flooding back. Jessica folds her arms embracing herself. She looks at you awkwardly, "Um. I'm...sorry...um...we mistook you for someone else."

She stands there unsure of herself. Unsure of whether this was a momentary fling or the start of something new. She struggles to continue her voice trembling and cracking, "...I...I'm sure the Bureau will issue a full apology...I...I can take you home..." Tears begin to well.

You step forward, breaking her momentum. "I'm sorry, Jessica." She looks at you in horror, dreading the next words that you were about to speak. Taking the tone of 'The Master' you say, "I've decided to keep you. You are mine now."

She smiles and rushes forward, arms wrapping around your stomach as she presses into your chest. A happy sob follows.

Then you say, your tone softening, "Let's get out of here. I know a place that makes a great steak. I think it's time we really got to know one another."

You feel her nod against your chest. "That sounds nice." She looks up at you, a naughty glimmer in her eye, and adds, "I have so many questions."