Vicki Vale

Who else but Gotham's premiere investigative journalist, Vicki Vale. Vicki Vale is a red-headed journalist with full tits and long legs, she is very good looking and frequently uses her looks to get a scoop where others fail.

As Bruce opens the door Vicki smiles, "Are times so hard that Billionaire Bruce Wayne has to answer his own door?"

Bruce flashed a smile, "Vicki, I wasn't aware we had an appointment, and nows not really a good time." Bruce couldn't help but look down to Vicki's body.

"Oh, I think you'll find some time for me," Vicki said putting her foot in the opening of the door and jutting out her chest just a little, "Unless you want me to send what I've learned about the identity of The Batman to my publisher tonight."

'Shit, I can't be around people right now, especially a woman like Vicki,' Bruce thought, 'but I need to know what she knows about Batman.' Weighing up his options Bruce eventually decides that it would be riskier not to hear her out than to talk to her for a little while.

"Sure, Vicki, I always love having a chance to talk to you," Bruce smiled as he opened the door to let Vale in.

"I thought you might," Vicki said taking her first steps into the Wayne Manor. Vicki opened her mouth to speak only to let out a small gasp seeing Bruce standing in nothing, but his underwear. "Here I thought you were a gentleman Mr. Wayne, or should I say Brucie," Vale said using her pet name for Bruce when they dated a few years ago.

"You can call me whatever you want Ms. Vale."

Vicki Vale gulped as she stepped toward Wayne and places a hand on Bruces bare chest. "Why did we ever split up Bruce," Vale's tone changed from the teasing seductive tone to a softer more gentle voice as she looked up to Bruce's eyes.

"You said I wasn't serious enough for you," Bruce said moving a hand onto Vicki's. 'I never did get to punish you for that,' Bruce thought as he once again felt the pressure building behind his eyes, 'and I'm gonna make you beg for forgiveness.' Bruce moved his other hand to Vicki's cheek, "you also said that I wasn't doing enough to change Gotham for the better."

"But we both that's not true, don't we Bruce," Vicki said leaning in for a kiss, "Or should I say Batman."

Bruce pulled back and said, "What?" but what he thought was, 'I am going to enjoy fucking you silly.'

"Don't try to deny it," Vale said moving towards Bruce, "please Bruce, I miss you and I want us to be together, but I need you to be honest with me." Vale was practically begging at this point, 'mmm, I wouldn't mind her to beg for real, preferably on her knees, and with less clothes.' Bruce thought.

Bruce stared down at the woman, who sighed looking down at her shoes, "Please," her voice was so soft almost pathetic with a quiver that Bruce could tell signified she was almost to the point of crying. "I don't know that I can live without you, I love you."

'I know I shouldn't, she could be a liability, or worse I could get her hurt, but I think I need her too,' Bruce thought as he picked up the girl who had slumped to her knees. At this point the pressure behind Bruce's eyes burned at his mind just like with Yin. "Ok Vicki, you win, I'm Batman."

Vale's huge smile was only stopped by her moaning into the kiss as Bruce pulled her into his arms. "Now what do you say we take this somewhere with a bed?"