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Sarah Walker: the Volkov chronicles	By : Irishdrgon Category: 1 through F > Chuck Views: 22587 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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After her first week of residency at the Lafayette compound, Sarah had come to a few conclusions. First, Lafayette’s files on Volkov were not in any public rooms, so they must be in his private office. Second, was that Volkov’s son Jean, while carrying on an affair with his stepmother, was also a pervert.

She used a jamming device to block the camera feed, when she gained access to his room when he was off the grounds. After cracking into Jeans computer, she found many pictures and videos of Svetlana, in various stages of undress. She assumed that they must have come from a surveillance camera, as the included locations were the bathroom, the pool, and even the stables.

A quick check of his room showed that he also had a drawer similar to Hammond’s, where he kept multiple pairs of female underwear, mostly thongs, and definitely Svetlana’s. She looked a little bit longer and eventually found two of her own.

She had a momentary pang of guilt knowing that Hammond had gotten a pair of hers as well, but quickly shook it off, and went back into agent mode.

This clearly identified Jean as a target that could be exploited, all she would need to do was set the trap.

The opportunity to gain access to Lafayette’s office came by way of circumstance. Svetlana and Lafayette would be attending a fashion show in Milan, and the baby would still be at her mothers, leaving Sarah able to penetrate his office without being noticed.

The problem was access. Lafayette was a fanatic about security and no one on his staff had access to his private office. There was no way she could go simply pick the lock, there were sensors on the door, and various security cameras covered it as well. Also, she would definitely be spotted by one of the household staff, or by Jean.

Cutting the power was also impossible because of the various alarms that would sound and immediately lock down his office. If she managed to get inside he had motion sensors and heat signature sensors as well, negating that possibility.

There was one bright spot however, according to the intel that she got from Volkov, his equipment was susceptible to overheating. This would not cause anything to be knocked offline or trigger the alarm, but it would cause the visuals to grey out.

But there was a narrow window, because at temperatures 40C-44C the cameras would be greyed out, but at temperatures 45C and above, they would go offline and signal the alarm.

In the blueprints, again provided by Volkov, there was a single air shaft above his office, which would provide access. If she could raise the air tempature to 42C, then she would be invisible inside his office.

She waited until 1am and began to raise the temperature slowly in Lafayette’s office.

She checked the cameras to make sure the household was asleep, especially Jean.

Earlier in the week, she began to work on a plan to decided to test him by leaving her panties in the hamper, in a pretty obvious location and was very discreet in her actions, so when he watched her on the camera, he wouldn’t see that he was setting him up.

At 1am, he had her panties wrapped around his cock, pounding it for all he was worth, and by 1:45, he was dead asleep on his bed, with her panties still wrapped around him.

“Sleeze,” she mumbled.

By 2:15 am, Lafayette’s office was holding steady at 42C, and she climbed up into the air duct. Because of a few twists and turns with the duct work, the actual distance that she had to crawl was about 30 feet.

She was dressed in a white tank top and yoga pants, that way if she was discovered in the hall at such a late hour, she could say she got lost while heading to the kitchen for a midnight snack.

The heat in the air duct was oppressive and she quickly began to perspire. By the time she got to the vent above Lafayette’s office, she was drenched. She took a reading of the air temperature, and it was still within operational parameters, so she quickly lifted the vent, and dropped inside.

After coming up empty on his computer and desk, she took out a small device and began to scan for any hidden electronic signatures, such as a hidden safe. She knew that the cameras and motion sensors were no effectively out of commission due to the heat, but a safe was different.

After a few minutes she was startled to hear the sounds of the door being opened. She tried to reach the shaft but the door suddenly opened and in walked Jean.

“What are you doing here,” he asked.

Sarah thought quickly for her response.

“Looking for you. I thought this was your room,” she replied.

“My room? No this is my dads room. Why are you looking for my room?”
he asked as his hands began to reach for the alarm.

Sarah used the only leverage she had. She could see he was still wearing his pants from the previous video she saw, and made an educated guess on what was still around his cock.

Her white white tank top was now transparent due to her exhaustive search and she pulled down her yoga pants, to reveal a pair of tight thongs, likewise transparent.

“You have something of mine and I want it back,” she said.

“Huh,” he asked in shock as she walked toward him.

“You are a thief,” she said.

“A thief,” he responded still shocked.

“Give them back,” she said as she continued her advance.

“What do you mean? Give back what,” he asked his body trembling.

“Where are they,” she said still approaching.

“Where is what,” Jean asked as he fell back and tripped against the door jam, landing out into the hall.

“You were watching me,” she said.

“Watching you?”

Sarah knelt down in front of him and unzipped his fly. Jean was paralyzed by fear as she reached inside and unfurled her panties from his cock.

“These,” she said as she held them up to his face.

“Sarah I..,”

“Shut up,” she said.

Despite his fear, he could not help but be intoxicated by her beauty and sensuality. Though he tried to hide it, his cock began to grow and soon was bulging out of his hands.

She laid her hands on top of his and roughly pulled them away from his cock.

"What are you doing," he cried.

“Taking back my property,” she replied.

He closed his eyes, and his breathing came in short gasps as she put the next part of her plan into action. She sat down on his legs, her eyes facing his, and her thong-covered mound mere centimeters from his naked cock. He felt her sit on him and his cock bounced and briefly made contact with her mound.

“Open your eyes," she said.

He did and his cock instantly became hard and began to press, rather forcefully against her thong-covered sex.

She then took his hands and placed them on her hips, as she quickly gripped his cock and stoked his manhood gently.

She felt him shudder and increased her pace pulling faster and faster and aiming his clock directly at her saturated thong.

Her eyes never left his as she wrapped hand tighter around his massive shaft and began pumping faster and faster. Needless to say it didn't take long and a couple seconds later he exploded with a tremendous orgasm, which splattered all over her thong.

She waited for the last few millimeters to ejaculate from his cock, and smiled devilishly at him.

They got up and he noticed her thong was dripping with his release He was looking right at her as she quickly took off her thong and threw it to him.

“Now you won't have to steal it from me later," she winked at him as she left the room.
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