Picking up the pace

“This is more like it” Rosa thought as she was getting railed. Her breasts were pressed against the cool glass window of the guest room only a few minutes later after some light cuddling and enough time for Mr Sirak to recover and for his viagra to kick in. the man had no sense of rhythm or consistency, but his dick was good at least, and she could focus on that while she did her real job

“Oh, you’re so good sir!” She moaned. She doubted that he could make her cum but that was ok. He could be useful in other ways. It was a shame the windows in the guest wing were one-way so that outside observers couldn’t see in. She wouldn’t have minded a few onlookers as she got fucked.

Sirak picked up speed, fucking her tight pussy with a ferocity she took a second, but only a second, to adapt to. Moaning receptively, she needed only wait a couple seconds before feeling his hot cum fill her up. Like clockwork, he immediately slowed down his thrusts and pulled out of her, the cum starting to drip from her pussy. She turned around and immediately started to lick his cock clean as he collapsed on the bed in exhaustion. Partially to overstimulate him and make him even more tired, but also because she just liked the taste.

“How was that baby?” She asked

“Fuck, that was good” he replied “did you cum?”

“Of course” she said, lying. “Wanna cuddle?”

“I’d love to”

She crawled up to him and put her head on his chest, and within minutes his snoring filled the air. Now was the time for the real work to begin.

Searching through his bags she found several datapads. On the surface level they all contained ordinary data, nothing the Queen’s tech team could hack themselves without having to sleep with anyone (although they wouldn’t say no to oral in exchange for getting you a pirated copy of the latest holodrama from your home world). It was the encrypted data that was the prize.

Deep in the files of a datapad that to a layman would just contain the notes for the summit that was being held were sensitive documents broken into pieces and spread across several different data trees. It took a bit of work to find them but once she’d put them together and decrypted the whole with some help from the Tech Team’s custom software it revealed something interesting.

Apparently, Sirak was actually in the pocket of several corporations with a vested interest in making sure the design conference fell through. The documents contained a ledger of the private “donations” made to him by said corporations as well as specific instructions on what exactly to oppose and support. All of a sudden Sirak’s behavior at the meeting as well as his insistence on following procedures that would make unionizing difficult if not impossible for the workers of his company made a bit more sense.

Copying the data onto a portable drive and resetting the datapad to the state it was when she had first opened it, she quietly left the room.