Ch. 03 - Swinger's Party
The brownstone looked like all the others on the block. Robin found it difficult to reconcile the fact that so many treasonous actions had taken place there. Sitting in the Jag that Phoenix had supplied her with, she looked like a mid fifties man. Senator Stanfeld had been a treasure trove of information once the questioning began. He knew that he was in a world of trouble and was willing to do whatever he could to try to mitigate the damages.
Walking up the steps to the front door of the brownstone she wondered if she would be able to get in. She pushed the buzzer. "Can I help you?" A voice called out from the speaker.
"I am here to see Ophelia." Robin responded.
The door buzzed and popped open towards her. She pulled the door open and stepped over the threshold. As her eyes adjusted to the dark entryway, she took note of the dark walnut paneling. She had only seen things like this in Hollywood movies. She breathed in, catching a faint hint of lavender. A butler opened the doors to the left of the stairway to reveal a sitting room. Robin followed the butler as he said, "Welcome back Senator Stanfeld."
Robin gave the butler a demure nod before sitting down in a dark brown tufted leather chair. A second butler appeared and set a glass of brandy down on the table beside Robin. Robin nodded at the new butler and looked around the room. Like the entryway this room was dominated by dark walnut paneling. One wall was covered from floor to ceiling in books. A quick glance let Robin know that they were mostly law reference volumes.
The sound of the front door opening was followed by Senator Jenkens walking in. Jenkens sat in one of the three remaining leather chairs.
"Senator Jenkens." Robin said as a form of greeting as well as letting HQ know who walked in. The communication device that she was using was very well hidden. It was hidden in her hairline. The small vibrations it produced made it sound like someone was talking inside her head.
"Senator Stanfeld." Jenkens said with a nod.
The butler brought Jenkens a glass with amber liquid and some ice. "I've been looking forward to this drink all afternoon." Jenkens said after taking a sip.
Robin took a sip of her drink as she listened to the voice in her head. "Have you secured enough votes to push your bill through?" Robin asked.
"Conditionally, yes. I have one hold out who wants me to add a clause that will make it easier to sell weapons abroad, but I don't see that being an issue." Jenkens said with an evil grin.
"Who are they pushing that on behalf of?" Robin asked.
Jenkens laughed, "William Milton, he wants to sell his new tools of war to both sides of whatever conflict is going on."
They both picked up their drinks making a mock cheers motion, as they did a butler walked in and looked at Robin, "Ophelia is ready to see you now." The butler said.
Robin smiled at the butler and nodded to Jenkens as she stood up. She followed the butler up the stairs. The butler walked Robin to a door near the end of the hallway. As per Senator Stanfeld's instructions she knocked on the door. She heard a stern voice through the door, "Enter."
Robin opened the door and walked into the room. The Senator had described what Ophelia looked like, but his description didn't do her justice. Ophelia had her dark hair pulled back into a tight bun. Her dark rimmed glasses made her look even prettier. She was wearing a business suit so well tailored that Robin wondered if she had been sewn into it.
"Kneel!" Ophelia commanded.
As Robin fell to her knees, she recalled learning about the Senator's fetish. She wasn't surprised that a powerful man liked to be subservient in sexual situations. The Senator had gone into great detail about what to expect and what to do when once admitted to Ophelia's sanctum.
"Permission to approach, Mistress Ophelia." Robin pleaded.
"You may." Ophelia responded.
When Robin got close to Ophelia, she said, "You may remove my pants."
Robin reached up and undid the catch and zipper holding Ophelia's pants up. Upon removing the pants Robin took her time carefully folding the pants before placing them on the side table. Robin crawled back in front of Ophelia. She saw Ophelia's dark bush sprawl out from either side of her panties. The Senator had warned her that Ophelia had a large bush, but she wasn't expecting this. Robin awaited her next instructions.
"Remove my panties." Ophelia instructed.
Robin reached up and pulled the panties down. Ophelia's bush sprung out as the restraint was removed. Robin wasn't sure there was a larger bush out there this side of the seventies. Robin carefully folded the panties, placing them beside the pants.
Ophelia walked over to the chaise lounge. She sat down, spread her legs, and said, "You may now make me cum."
Robin knew that she was expected to use only her tongue and would not be allowed to use her fingers to assist. She crawled over, getting between Ophelia's legs. Robin felt Ophelia's bush tickle her nose as she got closer to her pussy. Robin weaved her tongue through the nest of fur to find Ophelia's wetness. Ophelia gave no reaction to Robin's tongue touching her most intimate parts.
Exploring Ophelia's pussy with her tongue Robin found her way to Ophelia's clit. She circled her clit hoping to get a reaction from Ophelia, but Ophelia gave no indication that she was enjoying the movement of Robin's tongue. Robin knew that Ophelia must be feeling something even if she wasn't reacting. The act of tongue fucking was causing a reaction in Robin's pants. She could feel her erection growing. She knew that she wasn't allowed to touch it though.
Robin focused on getting Ophelia to cum. She moved her tongue up and down her slit tracing her tongue over all of Ophelia's folds. When she got back to her clit she doubled down on licking. She flicked her tongue over Ophelia's clit. Ophelia might not be having an outward reaction, but her clit was. Robin could feel it swelling. Robin continued to lick her clit. Suddenly Robin felt Ophelia's legs tense up. Robin kept licking. Shortly after Ophelia's legs relaxed, she said, "Stop and stand up."
Robin got out from between Ophelia's legs and moved to the far end of the room. Ophelia stood up and focused on the bulge in Robin's pants. Ophelia said flatly, "You may not leave until that goes away."
"Yes, ma'am." Robin responded.
Robin kept a humble look on her face as she waited for her erection to subside. Slowly she felt the erection fade. Ophelia finally said, "You are released. You may leave."