It had been 4 months since our girl Lauren had her sexual rendezvous with Batman. And oh what a glorious 4 months it was for her. Gotham was still buzzing about her in depth 90-minute interview with the dark knight.
She had shot ratings to a record setting high. She was even being considered for the head broadcast journalist job. Yes, she was a serious contender for Summer Gleason's job and she couldn't have been happier.
Her boss was so pleased with her that he rewarded her with the interview he originally gave to Summer. He gave her the interview with the wealthy billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne. She was giddier than a school girl on Pizza Fridays. She loved knowing that it was not only a chance to get close to Bruce Wayne, but it was a chance to stick it to the glory-hogging bitch known as Summer.
But Lauren was about to find out that Bruce Wayne and Batman were one in the same. For weeks Lauren worked diligently to find out all she could about the man, she learned about his parents tragic unsolved murder, his hobbies, his company Wayne Industries, his many charities and yes she even learned about his scorned ex-girlfriends.
"Sheesh! What a life he lives." she thought. Although she had learned all this info about him, it wasn't enough for her. She wanted to get into his head and pick at his psyche. There was only one way to do that, she was gonna have pursue him further.
"I know what I'll do! I'll date him! I mean he can't be all that bad. Yeah that's what I'll do! As crazy as it sounds. How else am I going to get into this man's mind?" she said to herself. She had a plan and knew how she was gonna execute it. Since Bruce is an avid runner like she is that's how she'll nab him. This was just crazy and outrageous enough to work.
So the next day she put her plan in action. There she was at Gotham Park one early Friday morning, on his favorite running path, when she spots him warming up.
"Good Lord! Those legs! And that ass! He's fucking beautiful!" she said under her breath as she watched him warm up. So at that point she decides to dive right in and approach him.
"Hi!" she says ever so sweetly to him.
He stands up, turns around and is immediately hard. "Its her! What is she doing here?!" he thought.
"Hey! How are ya?" He responds while trying to catch his breath.
"I'm sorry if I'm intruding on you this early in the morning, but I couldn't help but notice you over so I decided to introduce myself. I'm--" he then cuts her off.
"I know who you are. You're Lauren Jenkins. You did that interview with Batman." he answered.
She smiled at him making him harder than he already was. "You got it big guy. Bruce Wayne right?" she asked while pretending to be dumb.
He smiled and damn near made her knees weak "Yes that's me. What brings you to the park this early? I've never seen you here before." he replied.
"Oh yeah well I usually go running along the beach, but its a tad too cold for that this morning. So I decided to try the park today." she said to him.
"Ahh I see. I could use a running partner so would you care to join me Ms. Jenkins?" he asked.
"Sure!" she enthusiastically replied.
He smiled as they took off on their now combined run. He did the best he could to hide the hard on in the pants as he watched her run. Her body is as beautiful now as it was that night he fucked her. He watched her tits and ass bounce up and down as they ran, it turned him on to see her run. It did it for him so much, that it took every ounce of physical restraint he had in him not to grab her, drag her into the woods and ravage her body.
"Soon I'll finish what I started with you my Goddess." he thought to himself.
Much like her he was doing his own investigating. He was investigating her. Every part of him yearned for her. It was as if she had hypnotized him and put him in a trance that night.
She was all he could think about, he especially thought of her during those long business meetings with shareholders, and when he laid down at night. He jacked off remembering how tight she was, how much he enjoyed tasting her pussy and ass, how exquisite her moans and screams were, and not to mention how good her lips felt around his dick. And here she was, running right beside him.
They ended their run by returning to the spot where they met.
"Whew! That was great! Thank you Mr. Wayne! I needed that." she told him.
"You're very welcome Ms. Jenkins. It was fun running with you. I'd love to stay and chat more with you miss but I have other business to attend to. So, may I have the pleasure of walking you to your car?" he answered.
"I'd be honored if you'd walk me to my car." she replied.
Upon reaching her car they exchanged numbers and made a date for the following week to go running again and have breakfast together. She watched him get into his Rolls Royce driven by Alfred and off he went. She grinned from ear to ear.
"Yes! My plan worked! Pretty soon you Lauren Jenkins will get the real inside scoop on Bruce Wayne." she thought to herself.
She had no idea on how right she was.
As the days went on, all she could think about was Bruce Wayne and how he looked familiar to someone she had seen before, but she couldn't place who he looked like. They met up every weekend to go running and have breakfast. One day after getting home from a run with him she racked her brain as to who he looked like, as she drew herself a bath.
"I've seen him before. Where have I seen him?!" she asked as she undressed herself then proceeded to slowly enter the hot water.
She sat there thinking about him and his sexy body and that tiger tattoo. That's when it hit her. That's when she realized where she'd seen him. Batman had the same tattoo on his arm.
"It couldn't be! Bruce Wayne and Batman having the exact same tattoo isn't just a coincidence........Oh My God! Bruce Wayne is Batman!" she said to herself. She quickly washed up and ran out of the bathroom thinking it just couldn't happen.
"No way! Its just not possible! I interviewed and fucked Batman! He can not under any and all circumstances be Bruce Wayne!" she exclaimed.
She didn't want to believe it. Yet something in her brain told her to somewhat believe that he was.
"Well this calls for even more investigating into you Bruce Wayne!" she said aloud. That's when her phone rang, it was Bruce calling.
"Shit!" she hissed as she answered and dropped the phone.
"Hello?!",she asked hoping he was still there.
"Hi Lauren its Bruce. How are you?" he replied.
"I'm doing fine Mr. Wayne. I'm just a little surprised you called." she told him.
"Please call me Bruce. I just called to tell you how much I enjoyed our run this morning, and well I've been thinking about you ever since. So I wanted to know if you were free tomorrow night." he said to her.
"Yes I'm free tomorrow night why?" she asked.
"Would you like to have dinner here at my place tomorrow? My butler is an outstanding chef. I could even have him come get you if you like" he asked her.
"Hmmm sure. What time tomorrow?" she replied.
"How's about 7:30 tomorrow?" she heard him ask.
"That'll work for me." she replied.
"Good. I'll see you tomorrow at 7:30." he confirmed with her before hanging up.
This was great. This was her big chance to prove whether or not Bruce Wayne was indeed Batman. The next day couldn't come fast enough for her. She spent the most of the day getting herself beautiful for him. She got her hair and nails done, and bought a sexy strapless black Gucci cocktail dress for her evening with the billionaire playboy. Oh honey she was gonna show up and out tonight!
7:00 rolled around and she was all ready. She ran down her complete outfit in her head, while taking the elevator down to the lobby.
"Sexy Gucci cocktail dress? Check. Nice black "Big Booty Judy" style shoes to compliment said cocktail dress? Check. Great make-up? Check. Great purse and jewelry to tie the outfit together? Check. Drop dead gorgeous lingerie under my dress? Double check! I am so ready for tonight! Look out Bruce Wayne because I am coming for you!" she enthusiastically thought to herself.
At 7:15 she walked outside and there was Alfred waiting on her.
"Good evening Ms. Jenkins. I trust you are well. Ready to leave Madam?", he asked while holding the car door open for her. She nodded with approval and off they went.
"This is frickin' awesome! I'm riding in a Rolls Royce! Me! In a Rolls Royce!", she excitedly thought to herself.
They soon arrived at their destination of Wayne Manor. She was floored by how absolutely stunning Wayne Manor was. The place was huge! Walls upon walls of priceless artwork and other artifacts. And there he was all decked out in his Giorgio Armani. This man was pure eye candy.
"Meow! Let the games begin.", she thought to herself as she smiled at him.
"Welcome to my humble home Lauren." he said as he offered her his arm.
"Thank you Mr. Wayne er, I mean Bruce. I appreciate your hospitality. This mansion of yours is astonishingly beautiful." she replied to him.
"Thank you very much Ms. Jenkins. Allow me to show you around while Alfred starts dinner." he said to her.
"Why I be delighted to be shown around." she responded.
They toured the giant estate he owned all by his lonesome. It boasted its own vineyard, 6 pools, saunas, gazebos, and hot tubs, 4 guest houses, 2 tennis and basketball courts, a very unique flower garden along with a fruit and vegetable garden. And that's just the outside. Inside the mansion had 24 bedrooms including 4 two-story master suites, 28 bathrooms, a kitchen and pantry that would make Wolfgang Puck jealous, a two-story library, a garage full of a plethora of new and antique cars, a music room, a wine cellar, an entertain and movie room the size of her entire apartment, a gorgeous terrace of his kitchen and lastly an atrium that rivals the lobby of a Ritz-Carlton.
