Resuming discussion

You join Walker back in the dining room where you 2 continue the earlier discussion about your partnership and talk through the details and how you're going to work together. Walker remains naked the entire time and she seems entirely comfortable with that. Normally, you wouldn't be able to resist staring at her body while talking to her, but maybe because you've already fucked Walker, you find it much easier to pretend like she's not naked and you're able to have a proper discussion with her. By the time you 2 are done, it's dark outside.

"So, what's next?" you ask.

Walker rubs her chin thoughtfully. "Well, the FBI is investigating a group of dirty cops, but we haven't made much progress. They've been very good about hiding their trail."

"Maybe I can help. Do you know who they are?"

"We know of a few, but not all. We don't even know how many cops are involved, so we've had to tread carefully. Your skills might be just be the thing we need. The files are on my computer in my office. Can we bring us there?" Walker asks.

"Sure. Um... do you want to put something on?" you ask, indicating at Walker's nakedness.

The FBI agent nods and goes to grab a pair of boots by the front door and slips them on. Then, she returns to you. She chuckles when she sees the look on your face. "What? It's late and nobody will be in my office. We'll go there, get the files, then you can bring me back here. I'm not going to go barefoot, of course."

Laughing, you hold Walker's hand and teleport you both into her office, a place you've been before. As Walker said, the office is dark and there doesn't seem to be any sign of activity outside either. Walker opts to leave the lights in her office off as she makes her way over to her computer, pulling the chair away from the desk and to the side so she can lean down to type while standing.

You let Walker do her thing until she calls you over in a few minutes. You look over her shoulder as she shows you what the FBI has on the dirty cops. As she speaks, you didn't realize your body subconsciously creeping closer to her body from behind, until the bulge in your pants bumps against her bare ass. In reaction, Walker looks over her shoulder and inadvertently her lips end up pressed against yours. You're both stunned at first, holding the position, until you both turn the pressing of lips into an actual kiss at the same time. Soon, your hands are fondling Walker's supple breasts from behind, the same way they were while you were fucking her in her bathroom earlier.

Walker's hands are busy too as she reaches back to work on getting your pants off. It's not that easy for her and it takes quite a bit of fumbling before she manages to free your cock and push your pants and boxers down to your ankles. With a hand on your cock, Walker is about to guide you into her pussy from behind when you suddenly break off the kiss, let go of her breasts, and take a few steps back and away from Walker.

Walker turns around quickly and although it's dark, the city lights outside the window give you enough visibility. Walker looks confused and full of lust at the same time. "What's wrong?" she asks.

"I'm not a stand in for your husband," you respond.

Walker nods, understanding what you mean. "Of course. Earlier was... But, I'm not going to moan 'The Ringer'... That's too cheesy," she says.

"You can call me John."

"Is that your real name?" Walker asks. You don't respond. "Fine. 'John' it is. Now, can we get on with it?" Walker sounds impatient.

You smirk as you take off your pants and boxers and lay down on the carpeted floor. "I did most of the work earlier, so I think it's only fair if it's your turn."

"Sure," Walker says simply as she goes up to you. She then turns around and steps across you, and she's about to bend her knees when you stop her.

"No, turn around. Face me," you say.

Walker pauses for a moment, but she does as you told and turns around. You don't stop her this time when she bends her knees and mounts you, sitting straight down onto the entire length of your shaft with no hesitation. Adjusting herself on your cock, Walker leans forward and puts her hands on your chest for support while letting her hair dangle down. "Hold my breasts," she says, and you happily reach up to grab her mounds, supporting them from swinging as Walker starts to gyrate on your cock. Walker starts off by looking elsewhere at first, but eventually she looks down and locks eyes with you. From then on, she maintains the intense eye contact while she rides you, slowly but raising up almost entirely to the tip of your cock and back down to the base each movement of her hips. It's a different experience from earlier when you were humping her from behind like a dog in heat, and both of you are getting much more enjoyment out of this encounter.

"Yeah, John..." Walker moans. "I like the way your long hard dick feels inside me..."

Walker continues moaning as she rides you, using your name almost excessively mixed in with many expletives. This goes on for what seems like a very long time until you feel her body tighten and the walls of her pussy closing in on your cock. "Fuck yes!" Walker screams as she has a mini orgasm that's boosted by you squeezing her breasts. When she's just about down with her own orgasm, you start to cum yourself. Walker feels the warmth between her legs and she tries to get up, but you hold her in place via her breasts.

"Take it all in your pussy," you say with a smile. Walker doesn't have any issue with that and she allows you to cum inside her, ceasing her riding and just sitting on you. You let go of her breasts when you're done and Walker gets up, letting some of your cum drip out of her pussy and onto the floor while she walks up to the window, admiring the city lights.

"I think this partnership might just work," she says, while you admire a different sight.