“I could be become
too use to this,” Paige said as she took another sip of her coconut drink and
peered through her binoculars at the same table she had been watching for about
a week.
The spy had her
eye on a certain party headed by one Eduardo Cortez, a sugar magnate who seemed
to occupy a seat of wealth and privilege on an island that was known for its
dictator and state control of all things especially the export of its most
valuable commodity, sugar. Paige surmised
he had either cut a deal with Castro, his brother or smaller other officials
and created a web of brides and kick backs to allow him to operate in the open
in such a capitalist manner. That much
she had figured out along with another nasty fact, that cut her deep, he didn’t
seem to be interested in her in the least.
This in spite of her best efforts at catching his attention, something
she thought she was somewhat skilled at, but his non interest had shaken her
normally self assured nature at being rejected for the first time since she started
at COIL. It had also throw her normal
plan of attack, seduction, out the window and left her pondering how to
infiltrate his fortress like villa and obtain her second stone.
Paige Worthington
pulled the binoculars away from her eyes and rubbed them within the confines
of the closed flaps of her cabana beside
the pool. She leaned over and closed her
lips around the protruding straw in her drink and took a sip. She raised the binoculars to her eyes as she
did her head jerked suddenly spilling her drink every which way as she
scrambled to her feet.
“Bloody hell,” she
muttered, before exiting the cabana and briskly but elegantly walking to catch
up to the object of her statement.
“There you are
darling,” she said, as her hand touched his arm causing him to swing about and
into her arms where her lips silenced any surprised objection he may have
said.
Paige turned him
around away from prying eyes and drew her lips away just enough to speak.
“Play along Eric,
please,” she said softly as she kissed him again and he responded assuring her
that her plea had been heeded. “We’re
over here darling,” she concluded and led him toward her Cabana.
“What the hell are
you doing here and how did COIL find out where I am,” Paige said in an angry
tone as she snapped the canvas flaps shut with such a force that Eric took a
jump step back and the another as she turned around her eyes blazing.
Eric Rasmussen was
a tall, handsome, athletic blond haired man of 25, he was also a COIL agent of
several years experience who was considered a rising star on the male side of
the COIL ledger, known for his inventiveness, daring and fearlessness some of
which he hoped to find in the next several seconds as he looked at a very angry
Paige Worthington and that was not a good thing as he’d seen first hand.
She’d taken a
cheap blind side punch during a training class he had run in hand to hand
combat when Paige was training. Her lip
was cut open, but she merely swung her head up, brought her hand away from her
mouth, saw the blood, stood there,daring her training partner, whom she’d
bested all day, to try it again. Before
Eric could launch himself across several mats he did and Paige made him pay
along with four of his smart assed buddies who had been dying to pay back the bitch
for her betterment of them. Eric
remembered having to use all his strength to pull Paige off of him and hold her
down before a hard smack refocused her anger on him and allowed the others to
escape. They both starred at each other
for seconds before Paige relaxed and Eric let her up or she forced her way up,
he was never sure, to her feet and she walked away, but those eyes said she owed
him one.
“Perhaps this is
it,” he thought.
“Well?” Paige
demanded, stepping forward.
“Believe it or not
I’m here on vacation, its what people call a coincidence, a rather nice..”
“Don’t screw with
me, we both know there’s no such thing as a coincidence in this business, or is
she here as well?” Paige fumed.
“Ok for the second
and last time I’m here on fun vacation, just because you don’t know the meaning
of those two words.”
Eric was cut off
from the rest, a kick sent him backward and crashing into the Chaise
lounge. He could barely believe it but
she was actually faster than he remembered, she was also on top of him those
lovely blue eyes boring into his. He
decided he needed to change tactics, clearly a fight in public was not good for
either of them and much more noise would bring curious inquiries from the
parties assembled around the pool.
“Get off me woman,
good lord is this how you behave in public or do I have to hold you down and
spank you like I did before!” he said in a sharp condescending tone that he
knew reminded Paige of her father’s rebukes from her childhood and he also knew
still worked with her, it was dirty emotional pool, but he had no choice, it
was either that or the hospital for both of them.
The tone worked,
much to his relief, Paige relaxed and let him sit up beside her on the lounge,
then she smacked him hard across the face.
“Now we’re even,
so explain!” she said, lowering her voice and crossing her arms and looking
very little girlish.
“As I said, I’m on
vacation,” Eric answered rubbing his jaw.
“I have no idea what you are talking about,” he saw her hand cock again
then hastily added. “I have however
heard rumours from your side of the operation filtering about. As you know you women are a tight group and
nothing much escapes that side of the building.
I assume that woman means Sharon Sharpe, I have heard nothing from her,
it’s what isn’t being done and said. Fewer
male/female team missions and those that are, as you know usually there’s a
choice of agents in a pool and the two directors pick, seems those choices just
aren’t there lately, same couples all the time and not agents, from your side,
that would seems compatible with our side.
Of course the other obvious thing the guys talk about is who they’d like
to do a mission with.
“You mean who’d
they like to do!” Paige snorted in disgust.
“Ok, sure, that’s
part of it, we are guys, but beyond that once you mention a name, then somebody
else will say, yah I haven’t scene her in a while and nothing official has been
said. It gets people thinking Paige and
it all started with Claire’s name, then others started to come up but without
any hard evidence and nothing to go on it just got lost or dismissed as Sharon
Before Paige could
begin she heard a tapping on the wooden support pole outside her tent
flap.
“Go away I don’t
want anything,” she snapped in an angered voice.
The flap popped
open with the head of Eduardo Cortez looking in on them.
“I think you do,
as do the rest of us out here we can all hear you to and if I may say sir your
manners toward this woman need to be addressed,” he said in an authoritative
tone.
“If you don’t mind
we were having a private discussion sir,” Eric snapped back.
“It’s hardly
private as I have already pointed out when everyone out here can hardly avoid
the noise and may I say what are you doing with another woman when the one
present is so charming and beautiful,” he said looking at Paige.
Men are not so
quick to pick up on clues, especially verbal ones from other men directed at
women and are of an abstract nature that required piecing together parts of
conversation and drawing a conclusion, even Eric, with all his training, missed
this one, but not Paige.
“I’m glad to see
I’m appreciated by at least one man around here!” she said as she tossed away
Eric’s arm from hers and flounced over to stand beside Eduardo. “I think this gentleman,” Paige said
emphasising the word gentleman. “Is
right, you need to develop some manners and that is something you’re best left
alone to do or if you’re incapable of that, then perhaps she can help you, I’m
going to spend some time with my rescuer whilst you think things over, I’ve
left the key to my suite on the table, use it when you’ve come to your senses
and wish to apologise to me I’m going to get some air and more refined
company,” she said as she led Eduardo out of the cabana adding as she
left. “Don’t be too long about it
either, I can tell this man is quite charming.”
Eric never had a
chance to get a word in edgewise and was glad he didn’t after Paige explained
it all to him later in her suite.
“I’ve being trying
for about a week to get him to notice me, but nothing worked, until you can
along and completely by accident exposed his weakness, he wants what other people
have and the thrill is taking it away.
He only over heard the first part of our conversation.”
“You mean the part
where you were yelling at me about Sharon
“Yes,” she
answered ignoring the drool way he said it.
“Only you never mentioned her name and I only referred to her as a
female.
“Yes and,” he
added, waving his hand in small circles.
“Well as with most
men, all it takes is a little attention and flattery to get them to do all the
talking and tell you more than they should, Eduardo’s no exception, once you
find the key,” she said and pointed a finger at Eric.
“He thinks Sharon
is a girlfriend of yours and that you are having an affair with her at my
expense and that perhaps she is even here on the island so you can have the
best of both worlds,” Paige smiled.
“And just exactly
what are those worlds?” he smiled.
“Your mistress and
me, your wife,” she said.
“I take it he got
all this from you along with a complete background of my alleged affair and our
marriage,” he answered with a flat tone and expression knowing he was being
roped into something he knew nothing about,” the male COIL agent added.
“Oh yes he is a
very good listener as I made it a tale completely skewed in my favour as the
wrong party to test my theory, which proved correct as we have a dinner date
with him this evening and if we play our cards right a visit to his villa and a
tour of his sugar processing plant,” Paige smiled in a far off way that hinted
at something bigger.
“I think this is a
part where you tell me all the things you haven’t told me yet and let me be
really clear on this point, what the hell am I being dragged into,” Eric said
bluntly but added a warm smile to show Paige he was on board, she gave a
beaming smile back.
“He’s a man who
likes to dispossess other men of things, women, money, power, her derives
pleasure from it, but only if its done with some struggle, it makes the reward
all that much sweeter, the reward in this case being me,” Paige explained.
“So I’m to play it
cool and hot for you at times to give him the opening, the jealous lover type,”
Eric offered.
“That should do
it, but I think he will introduce a wild card into this game, he mentioned
bringing someone along, I suspect another female as bait for you, an allurement
to trap you into infidelity, so he can swoop in and be my white knight,” she
added.
“How can you be so
sure of that,” he asked with a slight mock.
“Easy, he’s a man
and men are so unimaginative when it comes to things like this,” she smiled
knowingly.
He made to counter
her assertion, but closed his mouth, knowing somehow that she was right but not
willing to be told how. Instead he
returned to his unanswered question.
“What is going on
hear Paige and I want it all, even if I shouldn’t know it because it may put me
in the line of fire later on,” Eric said leaning forward on the chair he
occupied in the solarium of her suite so that he was closer to her.
Paige considered
for a moment giving him the readers digest version of the mission and the
background events up until this time, but if he was going to risk his life for
her he deserved it all. “Well, almost
all, I think I will modify Lady Alice a little, that may just be a tad too
much,” she thought. “Besides we have
time before dinner.”
Eric had heard
incredible tales before and even been on a few missions that could pass as
beyond reason, but nothing like what Paige Worthington was now relating. He said nothing after she had finished for
about thirty seconds, Paige just looked at him and waited, she didn’t know if
he was going to bolt, laugh or just get up a silently walk out.
“Well if I have to
flush my career down the drain with COIL I couldn’t think of a better cause or
a better agent than to do it with, it’s a good thing I finished my Engineering
degree I’m going to need a fallback position after I’m sacked. Look at the time,” he said glancing at his
watch. Tell you what I’ll go get my
things from my room, make an excuse to the front desk to cover our tracks,
something about a double booking from the travel agent and then come back here. That should give you enough time to have showered
and start getting ready for the evening,” he said and got up and started to
leave, Paige grabbing his wrist as he past.
“Thanks Eric, and
don’t worry about the sack, they need agents like you and me, they just don’t
want us to know that,” Paige said and kissed his wrist.
“Oh hold on a
minute,” Paige said getting up and walking over to her purse. “Here, put this is your pocket, use it when
it will have the most effect, I’ll do then same with mine,” she added.
“It’s good to see
I have such good taste,” he smiled as he slipped the very lovely diamond
engagement ring and then the just as stunning wedding band on her fingers then
returned the kiss to her wrist.
“This is going to
harder than I thought,” both of them said from opposite sides of the door as
Eric left her room.
Paige had always
been secretly attracted to him, ever since her classes with him and Eric had
always had a heart pounding desire for more close quartered combat with
her. He had hid it very well during
their time together, but this play acting only stirred up the desire from deep
within him, the more he thought about it the more he began to react.
“Stop that,” he
said looking down at his pants as his legs splayed slight apart to hide the
bulge in his pants. “Ok, the starting
line up for Malmo FC in goal…” he though as he forced his mind to something,
anything else.
He cleaned out his
room, explained everything to the front desk and slipped some extra money to
the counter person to smooth over the lost booking of a room and made his way
back to his new wife’s suite.
“Amazing what
money can do, even here,” he mused silently as he inserted the key and entered
the room. “Ok, starting line up for Leeds
Utd..” his mind raced as his body ducked behind the back of the bar and he reached
for the ever present rum Cuba
Paige of course
spotted his reaction instantly, she was trained to, it was just as has she had
hoped, both for personal and professional reasons, but she deflected his
embarrassment with skill so as not to upset his ego.
“Think this dress
will do the trick on Mr. Cortez, Eric what do you think?” she asked turning
around.
Paige
never looked better, the evening gown was perfect for her, a strapless black
sequinned creation hugged every curve of her eminently curvy form. Her full round décolletage pushing out with
distracting vigour, her bare shoulders, arms and back, taut and sexy and on
display for all to confirm. The dress
was cut just a fraction above the knee giving her extremely effective legs
ample display room; she’d adorned them in sheer black hose and matching
heels.
She’d
accessorised with a diamond necklace, diamond pendant earrings and a matching
bracelet and of course the wedding bands as part of their cover. She’d swept up her thick chestnut coloured
hair and styled in fullness into a dazzling coif, soft ringlets dancing here
and there on her exposed neck, the entire creation held in place with a diamond
studded hair clip of exquisite craftsmanship.
Her make up was sparingly but picturesque in application, her choice of
perfume and its reaction with her chemistry superb.
“Oh yes,” was all
he said, as he took a drink, knowing she had caught him out.
“I see I shall
have to pull out all the stops if I’m to even attempt to keep up with you,” he
said, downing the shot and coming out from behind the bar. He grabbed his suit bag and headed to the
bathroom.
The
cold water felt great as it both cooled and relaxed him, well at least part of
him. “That woman knows how to
dress. That black sequinned number with
the plunging neck and black line, cut just above the knees, wow, does it do its
job showing off her trifecta of assets, chest, back and legs! All the more so with her hair done up and
teased into place showing off that lovely neck, oh man, I just want to rip that
dress off her. Get a grip, you’re on
mission, fun and games if it happens,” he sternly warned himself as he turned
up the cold water.
Eric
dried, dressed and presented himself for inspection. Paige outwardly managed to keep herself calm,
but inwardly was another story, a story she kept to herself.
“You
scrub up very well,” was all she said with a smile and the couple set off on
her mission.
They
stepped out the doors and onto the large stone private balcony dining area
where Eduardo Cortez and his female companion were enjoying a drink. Eric took a step in front of Paige as they
came near, the motion deliberate and perfect.
“Eric
Rasmussen,” he said shaking the man’s hand and my wife Paige,” he said stepping
just slightly aside.
“Yes
I had the pleasure of her company for a delightful few hours this afternoon and
may I present my niece Maria Arroyo, just home from school for a break. “I’ve taken the liberty of ordering drinks,
rum based I’m afraid everything is rum based in Cuba
“You
shouldn’t complain Eduardo, isn’t that the basis of the business you run,”
Paige said as she touched his arm.
“You
are correct my dear, it is and I shouldn’t complain, you are right, after all
someone has to supply the sugar for all those wonderful chocolates you English
love. My only regret is we should have
followed that up with a dental industry, in that way we could have surrounded
the market,” he laughed and Paige laughed as well.
Eric
took his drink as the waiter came by as well as Paige’s and thrust it forward
to her with his left hand.
“I
see you’ve lost your wedding band Eric, no matter it will not stay lost for
long in this country, treasure hunters will find it within days, I sometimes
think it is the second biggest industry behind tourism that we Cubans have,” he
laughed again as the two woman joined him, but not Eric as he reached into the
pocket of his tux and pulled it out.
“Here
it is safe and sound,” he answered then dropped it back into his pocket with
one hand while the other took his wife’s free arm and unhitched her from
Eduardo.
“I
think we should dance my dear,” he said leading away from their dinner
partners.
“Well
played,” Paige whispered.
He
pulled her close and they moved as one to the music for just the right amount
of time for Paige to steal a glance over at Eduardo and then to separate
herself from Eric so that daylight appeared between them and the message was
sent to the fox.
“I
beg you sir you, have her the rest of your life, perhaps I may cut in?” the
sugar magnate asked.
Eric
turn to face him and show him the wedding band was back on his finger and that
the answer was no, his blazing eyes said as much.
“I
don’t think that’s such a bad idea, besides my drink must need refreshing by
now,” Paige answered as she detached from Eric and latched on to Eduardo. She pulled him close just as Eric chanced a
glance back.
“We
are really in synch,” she smiled into Eduardo’s eyes and meaning he totally
took to be a triumph for him.
The
remainder of the evening was spent as a cordial but cool night with respect to
Paige and Eric, they vacillated back and forth before Eric decided the timing
was right to turn his attention first toward business and then towards Vera,
both in subtle ways, but enough that another male could pick on them without
getting suspicious.
“I
cannot let this evening end without asking you visit my villa for a few days as
my guests of course. I promise you a
wonderful time. It’s attached to the
sugar factory so you will of course have to endure a tour of the facility but
other than that I promise you a wonderful time.
“Sounds
wonderful, count me in,” Paige burst as she hugged him and then kissed his
cheek in just a certain way that meant he could get more if he wanted.
Eric
gave a half hearted approval and then a smile toward Maria before he began
waking toward the hotel balcony doors his hand held out for his wife who gave
her host another peck on the cheek and walked off catching the door before it
closed on her.
“They
swept the room for listening devices before speaking.
“That
was masterful Eric,” she smiled into the mirror at her vanity, her legs
crossing elegantly as she sat to remove her jewellery. Eric removed his diner jacket hung it up in
the closet; closing the mirrored doors his eyes caught sight of her legs in the
reflection. Paige distracted with
putting away her accoutrements never noticed his gaze.
“Those
are two of the best legs I’ve seen and I’m sure he’s seen in a long while I
think we played our cards according to Hoyle perfectly.
He
watched her unhook her necklace with delicate accuracy, the sexiness of her
back and arms in clear view the slope of her neck dazzling as she removed her
earrings and the fall of her wonderful hair as she removed the hair pin. He padded silently toward her placing a hand
on the back of her chair before she realised he was there.
Paige
put the hairpin in her box and closed the lid; her eyes betrayed nothing as she
stood up and turned around to face him.
The
female spy flinched for just a second before relaxing as the zipper made the long
slow descent down her back. Eric could
smell her perfumed and powered heavenly body more and more. His hands slid back up the inside of her
opened garment, her skin smooth and cool, her muscles erotically pulsing on his
finger tips. Eric swept his arms out
slowly up and out from her waist parting her dress as he went until it slipped
from her body revealing her form to him.
Paige
stepped out of her heels and dress as he released his arms from her and took in
the young agent. Her tiny black half bra
and exactly tiny panties along with her stockings were mesmerising to
behold. Paige one button at a time undid
his shirt and removed it from him, his well trained physique on display. Next came his pants, her hands dislodging his
belt and clasp with ease before she slid down his zipper, her eyes sparkling in
his as she did. Except for his bulging
underwear she completed his disrobing then he turned his attention back to her.
Eric
reached down and around her thigh with one arm and pulled it up before sliding
his hand down her curvy calf, cupping her ankle and raising Paige’s leg up in
the air and placing her now straightened limb on his shoulder. He marvelled at her flexibility and the feel
of her leg in his hands as he rubbed them against her black stocking. Eric unhooked the garter and slowly rolled
down the material revealing a tanned leg of perfection. He pulled of the stocking and swept her leg
once more, its tense sexy firmness exciting him the more he touched it. He carefully lowered then raised the other
repeating with velvety fondness the ritual before it to was placed back on the
floor.
They
stepped into each others arms, their mouths beside each others for a few
seconds before slowly they found each other for a few furtive kisses as they
literally felt each other out. Gradually
each kiss grew longer until softly and hungrily they began to consume each
other. Paige’s arms slithered up his
chest and about his neck as his went about her waist.
She
was spectacular to hold, her firm body, her slaking lips and her churning hips
all beyond anything he thought possible.
His hands moved up her back after a few minutes and deftly unhooked her
bra, she loosened her arms just enough to let the silk covering fallen between
them. Eric’s thumbs hooked her panties
next, his fingers sliding down her sides in electric ecstasy. A small pull down and she responded,
tightening her splendid ass and thighs for his delight as her last piece of
clothing fell free.
Eric
cupped her ass and rotated it about as they kissed before Paige broke free and
began her kissing plunge of his body. Her lips soothing and nibbling as they
went his body well muscled and toned and responsive to her touch. She took her time building the anticipation
even as her hands freed him from his last piece of cloth. Paige nuzzled and fondled his tip with her
lips and cheeks while his hands stroked her thick hair and he breathed heavily
in anticipation.
Her
lips parted just enough to hold his stem firm, she pulled it down and straight
out from his body before opening her mouth and running full up his root taking
him all in, her tongue lapping and washing him as she went. Eric moaned in lighting jolted joy as she
worked, before his hands slid under her arms and he pulled her up into his
arms. Paige reached a hand down and
guided him to place, his cock throbbing in her hand, she secured him loosely
then flung her arm around him and let their respective thrusts work them
together.
He
was in heaven inside this magnificent woman as she stroked about him, her hips
swivelling his rod in glory for all of 10 seconds before he came! When he’d recovered Eric worked her to climax
a few seconds after he finished, her body tensing and quivering as he parried
in and out her strength almost too much for him to hold her.
They
separated reluctantly, Eric kissing her neck and lips as he moved behind her
his hands freely caressing her body as Paige gasped for air, his touch electric
to her. He ran his hands over her flat
hard stomach, her ass keeping him hard with exotic motions as they swayed. He couldn’t get enough of her amazing form,
his hands began a slow rolling massage of her breasts his soft palms rubbing
her hardened nipples in delight as Paige tilted her head to find his lips.
Somehow
amidst the kissing and touching of each other’s bodies them managed to find the
bed and fall into it. Eric’s aggressive
passion taking command as he rolled Paige onto her stomach pinned her there
with his body and began to softly explore her naked form. Hands swept her from ankles to neck as did
lips, her body alighting to his touch with small stabs of motion.
“She’s
magnificent, hard yet soft, everything like I thought she’d be, smooth flowing
full legs, a fantastically hard ass, strong ultra feminine back and wonderful
toned arms. Everywhere I stroke and push
she’s toned hard muscle, yet so soft and so sexy!” he exclaimed to himself as
he ravaged her.
Paige
felt his droning manhood pressed between her legs more forcefully as he
straightened out his form on top of hers and began playing with his tongue upon
her ear. Her body jerked about from his
touches trying to escape the pleasure before he kissed down a cheek and her
head came sideways to find his lips with hers.
After a pleasant while Eric pushed past her lips to her hidden other ear
a subtle clue that Paige took and rolled over on her back, slipping her arms
about him as she went.
Eric
slid his tongue, wet and hot down her chest, between her breasts then up and
around one in circle of kisses before closing about her pink erect nipple. Paige gasped in short hot breaths and spasmed
to his caress as he switched from one side to the other in an orgy of contact
before he moved farther down.
Wet
and yielding his tongue penetrated her and found her clitoris instantly; Paige
jerked her hips about as he stimulated her.
Eric watched her tense and flex, her stomach rising and falling, her
tits firm and full giggled in place at the motion, he felt the power of her
thighs as they flexed and reflexed about his head. He cupped his hands under her ass, she
contracting it even harder, as he titled and guided it about. She thought he’d break off contact and come back
up her body, but she soon realised he was intent upon staying and she willingly
let him.
The
slow flicking of his tongue grew intensely faster over the next minute or so
building Paige to a deep orgasm that came from everywhere at once.
“AHHHHHHHHHH!! Oh YES!” she loudly exclaimed as she flinched
and twitched.
Her
thrashing body rose up writhed and bucked before falling into collapse or so
she thought. Eric worked his tongue
about her for the next minute quaking her with aftershocks that shock Paige and
he from her gyrations. He finished by
kissing down her legs as she recovered.
Eric
stroked her firm thighs, his hands reaching underneath to cup her granite ass
as he started up her body his lips devouring her as they went. Paige twined her arms about his neck as he
got close and positioned himself over her.
Eric rocked back and forth, his tip slightly sheathed by her, his motion
priming her for entry. Paige needed
little convincing, she was more than ready, her hips swelled and surged as she
drew him into her, his massive prong filling her with its swollen
insistence.
They
fell together and kissed, franticly at first, fiery tongues dancing about
before slowly relaxing in each others arms as the pace slowed. Paige loved the fact he didn’t hurry and
start his hips in motion, but let her decide.
The spy shimmied her hips a few times as they kissed before starting a
very slow controlled motion which he followed.
They kept the motion slow, building each other as they felt their
partner’s body, hands flowing about the sweep of a curve or following the line
of a muscle.
Eric
came down and began pumping more insistently as did his tongue as it kissed and
rolled her hard pink nipples. Paige
gasped and called breathlessly to this touch, her body finding it harder and
harder to match his rhythm as the pleasure grew. She stilled for a few seconds and then arched
up, her head tilting up and back and rocking side to side, her mouth open as
she moaned in waves of building pleasure.
Her eyes rolled back as her body squirmed beneath his, her hips
wrenching and writhing as she convulsed in joy.
Eric rose and fell frantically plunging her with deep stroking rubs as
she wiggled delightfully under him, his own eruption only seconds away.
Paige
felt him explode, her hips shifting about his manhood in a mind numbing dance
as he arched and thrust downward his sharp jerks his own sighs of joy filling
her ears. She pulled and worked the last
vestiges of pleasure from him before her arms pulled his body on top of her and
they kissed again. She shifted under
him, her movements designed to keep him hard inside her while they rested. The female C.O.I.L. agent pushed to one side
and made to roll them over after a while, but he seemed resistant to it. She saw the look on his, a look that told her
he wasn’t sure he could match her one more time. Paige kissed his hot brow and blew cool air
on it while her hips moved and reminded him he was still granite hard inside her.
“Your
weapon of mass erection is not yet defused,” she murmured before commencing to
roll him over onto his back.
The
young spy gave him a final kiss before sitting up and rocking slowly back on
forth about his captured stem, her hands running through her hair as she smiled
rapturously. Eric’s hands slowly crept
up her stomach and about her breasts, a soft caress elicited approving moans
from the swaying woman, his fingers brushing her enflamed pink nipples with
heart thundering stimulation. Paige felt
the orgasm from her toes to her head; it slammed into her like a speeding
train, shaking her violently. Eric
cupped her ass with his hands and drove upward into her endlessly as she
twitched and screamed, her body shattered in waves of pleasure as Eric
continued to drive his prong in and out until she was limp of spent. Eric rose up and caught the spent spy, her
arms catching about his neck and he leaned forward stretching her out parallel
to the bed. He pulled his hips back and
forth filling and refilling her with his arrow, her body jiggling with the
motion.
Paige
climaxed again, her body twisting on his spindle of pleasure as she screamed,
her eyes fluttering from the stimulation.
Eric’s engorged cock fired on, her half twisted torso positioning her
perfectly for another series of deep probing thrusts from his massive
stem. She orgasmed quickly and rapidly
before going totally limp and being pulled up into his arms, her back against
his wash board stomach. They kissed and
nuzzled as Paige reloaded her hips silkily making him cum not once but
twice. They released each other a while
later and fell backward into each others arms and to sleep.
The
Taxi swept round a heavily treed bend in the two lane dirt track and came to a
stop a cloud of orange brown dust filling the air around the cab, a 56
Studebaker which had seen much better days.
Eric exited the back seat, his hands waving the air as he moved toward
the gate and the intercom button. After
a short exchange he came back, spoke a few words to the driver and next the two
of them were standing by the gate luggage in tow waiting.
“Your
boyfriend said about 5 minutes wait,” he explained. “Said to send the cab away as he didn’t want
prying eyes about, so much for socialist ideal of a brotherhood of equals,” he
scoffed and kicked the dirt just as a car arrived.
“Hello
my friends,” Eduardo said popping out of the car and taking Paige by the arm.
Eric
took that as a sign he was to be the baggage porter and picked up their bags
depositing them in the trunk and slamming it for good measure. To add to the process he soon found himself
seated up front with the driver as his wife and her would be lover had the
occupied the back seat. Even though this
was all a game Eric could not help wanting to clock Eduardo for which he was
glad as it added to the realism.
“But
a punch would be nice!” he thought as they drove on Eduardo explaining the
clandestine nature of the car and the wait.
“You
see too many people with prying eyes and grudges to bear against the revolution
would like to see how I live and what goes on down hear. Even in a paradise such as this you will
always find complainers of one type or another, hence the sending away of the
cab and the dense cover of trees to dissuade peeking eyes,” he explained.
“Can’t
let the glorious revolution escape into the hands of the people eh Mr. Cortez,
I mean how would they handle all that prosperity, best to leave that to a
select few to determine what’s best for all the others<” Eric chimed in a
right on queue got a dirty look from Paige.
“Perhaps
a little less sarcasm and a little listening and observing might do you better
darling,” she said in an icy tone.
“Whoa
I here I thought Cuba
Before
Paige could volley back the car came out of a grove of palm trees and over a
ridge where it stopped.
“This
is my villa and the sugar plant; I like to be close to my work. As you can see we are quite modern in scope,
processing, refining and shipping all in the same place,” he explained proudly.
Eric
and Paige took it all in; Paige with excited enthusiasm that bordered on
naiveté while Eric scanned everything. His
villa was the standard white to reflect the heat with the ubiquitous red tile
roof. It fell down the hill in several
layers and spilled out onto the beach from a large courtyard that was ornate in
tiled Spanish mosaics, beside that there was a pool if the turquoise ocean did
not appeal, it was impressive and he imagined the inside was more so. Well manicured grounds surrounded the place
right up to the fence the delineated it from the sugar plant. It housed a large main building which Eric knew
was the processing plant for the raw cane.
From there the refined product appeared to be conveyed by a series of
covered beltways to three large silo’s that ran along the slip for the
freighters to tie up and load. The spy
also noted a second almost hidden slip containing two pleasure boats, one an
ocean going speedboat and the second a nice sailboat.
“I’m
sure sugar pays well, but I fancy there are other white substances that pay
much better and are delivered much faster than freighter,” he thought.
“Quite
an operation,” was all he said to Eduardo.
“Yes
a tour is in the visit, but that can wait until you are settled and refreshed,”
he said, then motioned the driver on.
“Yes
the revolution has been kind to the people of Cuba
“Excess
from the plant, nothing goes to waste,” Eduardo said seeing the look on Eric’s
face with respect to the AC.
“Good
thing you live so close,” Eric smiled in just the wrong way.
“Yes
it is, here my houseman will show you to your room. Miguel, after you have done that please
inform the cook we will be having drinks a light refreshments in the courtyard
before going over to the plant.”
Miguel
gave a nod and picked up Paige’s bags leaving Eric to fend for himself.
They
were shown to a room that was even better than the hotel designed for
Westerners they had left that morning.
En Suite to die for, complete with whirlpool tub and surround jet
shower, beautiful king sized bed of carved Acacia wood with matching his and
her closets and walk out to the ocean through on set of doors and to the
courtyard through another set. This time
Paige swept the room for bugs and found a few which she quietly pointed out to
Eric.
“I’m
going to take a shower, the trip in that cab was dusty and I want to look my
best,” she said.
“Look
your best for what, a sugar plant or him!” Eric said flatly.
“If
you have to ask,” Paige retorted in a huffy manner and went into the bathroom
and Eric followed her.
“Wait
your turn,” she admonished, putting her hand out to stop him from entering the
shower. “But while you’re here you can
make yourself useful and do my back.”
The
closeness and the turned up water let them quickly exchange words.
“Most
likely a few cameras as well, means no repeat performance, best to be on the
safe side.
“Agreed,
but maybe a false start of an act and fight to cement things, play that one as
it comes.”
Paige
pulled away and slammed the shower door shut to complete the play.
They
dressed in silence and then made their way out the patio doors and onto the
courtyard where drinks, light canapés and Eduardo awaited them, he was joined
by Maria who smiled at seeing Eric, Paige shot her a quick cold look then turn
that into an immediate smile for her host.
Paige
had in a complete reversal of all she’d been taught had chosen Capri pants and
a not very revealing top, still tight to her lovely form, but nothing that made
her look dazzling., she noticed Eduardo didn’t mind. They ate and talked and had a few Pina
Colada’s, Paige taking a great interest in seeing the sugar plant and an even
greater interest in her host, she also made the point of seeing that Eduardo
saw she no longer had her wedding ring on.
Maria begged off the tour in favour of the afternoon sun at the beach
and a swim to which Eric decided to join.
“You
should never go swimming alone, besides I hear the undertows can be quiet
fierce, never know when you might have need of a lifeguard,” he smiled as he
trailed after her leaving Paige and Eduardo alone.
“Alone
at last, just the two us,” he smiled and lead the way out of the courtyard and
along a winding stone path over to the plant.
Paige
saw all the mundane functions she thought she’d ever want to see, the raw cane,
the wash bins the mulching and leaching tanks, the drying kilns, the endless
runs of conveyor belts here and there.
She was beginning to wonder if he even had the stone as her intelligence
had led her to understand and thinks she might have to find a way to force it
out of him when he paused by a door.
“Behind
this door is the secret of the entire operation, the reason our sugar is so
coveted by dessert chefs and exclusive candy makes the world over. Normally it is off limits to all but the highest
security level, but since I feel I can trust you, I can trust you, can I
Paige?” he said.
The
spy needed no clue to see what was expected and she slipped into his arms and
they kissed a few times, her lips more than saying yes.
“Now
I must trust you with that secret and perhaps a few more, please never tell
Eric,” she fawned.
He
smiled and opened the door the Paige stepped into a round white coloured room
that had as its centre a glass funnel that narrowed down a point about the size
of golf ball and that void was filled by the stone. She watched as refined white sugar cascaded
down the funnel covering the glass in a blizzard of white granules then over
the stone and out the bottom, fascinated she walked completely around the
circle, slowly taking it all in, then turned to her host and cocked her head.
“Legend
has it, this is what gives our sugar its extra sweet taste, a taste, nor matter
how much genetic experimentation is done to cane cannot be duplicated, although
so many companies have tried,” he said proudly.
“What’s
so special about it, do you know?” she asked.
“No,
no one does really, just a lot of supernatural tales as you’d expect and
miraculous biblical stories, the kind of thing one would expect to hear, but
being good socialist, that is all nonsense, but it does work so you never know,
but in case anyone asks you never heard that from me,” he said a wide smile
creasing his face.
“You’re
smart to have camera’s everywhere covering this room in case someone tries to
steal it,” Paige offered.
“Yes
no one can get into this room from either of these two doors without tripping
an alarm. No if we exit this way I have
another surprise, this one not quite as sweet as your kiss, but much more chocolaty,” he chuckled and opened
the far door.
They
returned to the courtyard and a lovely late afternoon dinner and conversation,
Paige could see Eric had browned up more from the sun, she jealously thought
for a second what else he’d ‘up’d’ but shook it off. The long night came to an end and the parties
made there respective ways with the promise of a delightful day tomorrow.
“I
need a blind spot in the room to work with my travel make up case,” she
whispered to Eric as they came to the glass patio doors.
Eric
rigged up as best he could a system in the bathroom and turned on the water to
drown out their voices as Paige went to work at the far end of the counter, her
make up case placed inside a large travel bag.
She gave the appearance of fumbling inside it as she looked for certain
things, she was in reality connecting and activating a very sophisticated
computer manufacturing device.
Paige
opened the hinged case, turned the right locking/release button around 180
degrees, she touched the top tray inside the case and in rolled over and locked
in place revealing a touch keyboard an LCD miniature screen on half the surface
top. She removed the tray on the other
side and while she searched for things she was in fact connected wires and a
few plastic tubes to the ports on the computer and to in turn what would have
past upon casual inspection for a baby powder case and a tray containing a
pastel board of eye shadow colours. She
picked up a Q-tip from inside the bag and began cleaning of some of the make up
around her eyes, dipping the end of the swab into a supposed jar inside the
case every few seconds then disposing of the swab and retrieving another. The truth was a mixture of that and fast
touches to the screen to activate the desired program she need. Her make up removed she just need to remove
her earrings and place them inside their case which she did and then plugged in
a fibre optic wire into the case and inserted the other USB end into the port
and pushed run. She slipped on her sheer
pink baby doll nightie grabbed two packets and went to the edge of the door and
leaned against it until Eric, already in bed caught notice, which wasn’t very
long at all. She raised her hand and
showed him the packets, and anyone else who may be watching.
“Interested?”
she smiled and slipped into bed beside him.
Although
Eric knew she wanted to explain what had happened he still couldn’t help being
male and Paige was glad he couldn’t help it, but that was for after.
“He
showed me the stone, I know its location and how I’m going to get or perhaps I
should say replace it. My make up kit
and some of my accessories are busy in the manufacture of an exact duplicate of
the stone. What appears to be normal
baby powder and eye shadow are in fact polymer resins that when mixed can
create any shape desired,” she said as they kissed softly.
“You
got the picture of the stone from your earrings then,” he said.
“Yes
a perfect 360 panorama filmed as I walked, couldn’t ask for a better, the
program is creating the replica now.”
“Then
what,” he asked with another kiss.
“Those
two packets, one contains a black skin suit the other a white, I will use them
both to get into the plant and replace the stone in a few hours, then come back
here before daybreak, we spent the day and then leave, no one will be the
wiser,” the spy smiled nipping his lips.
“Very
risky Paige and all on just a cursory once over, I don’t like it, me go with
you,” he said.
“And
risk both of us getting caught, besides I need you in case I do, someone has to
rescue the damsel in distress,” she smiled as he hugged him.
“You
never struck me as the damsel in distress type Paige,” he answered with a
frown, still not likely the plan.
“You
worry too much and that could affect my performance,” she countered as she
climbed on top of him. “Now before I go
out their put me into distress in here,” she said closing her lips around
his.
This
time their pace was much slower, a slow rhythmic wave of motion and breathing
as sheets rose and settled. Paige liked
being on top, she controlled the pace and it gave her a sense of domination
that she enjoyed. Both climaxed at
almost the same moment, their bodies cording and pushing as they each surged
for the maximum amount of pleasure from the other. Paige came down from her raised arms and curled
them underneath her partner and pulled herself tight against him. They kissed for a while, then Eric rolled her
over and they began again.
“It
should be ready by now,” Paige whispered.
“Alright,”
Eric answered as he ripped open the first plastic packet Paige had brought to
bed and disappeared below the sheets.
The
female spy squirmed and writhed and arched in the bed as Eric little by little
climbed up her body finally kissing her face for a few seconds before dashing
beneath the covers again.
“Eric
no, don’t be such tea…Oh shit, that feels so…Oh, Oh” Paige panted as her
gymnastics began once more.
This
time when Eric appeared he stayed, his hands slowly massaging her firm breast
until she climaxed.
“I
wanted you to help me into my suits, not nearly drive me crazy with desire,
you’re a bad tease and I love it,” she smiled as she whispered to him while she
fixed the lost of her two thin skin tight bodysuits in place.
“I
had to make it look real, hard to believe they can cram a complete bodysuit
into each of those packets. Are you
ready?” Eric whispered back.
When
she nodded he kissed her and pulled the covers up, threw his arm over her just
as she slipped out the side of the bed, onto the floor and made her way across
the floor into the bathroom, her partner pushing pillows about to make it a
seamless transition. Eric never heard a
sound, not even her leaving the room via the patio door.
The
black bodysuited spy made her way toward the factory, her form invisible in the
inky night. Paige was tight up against
one of the receiving bay entrances for the raw cane a few minutes later, the
COIL spy got a leg up and over the lip of one hopper and disappeared from
sight. The automatic hopper feed her
downward and onto a conveyor belt which she traveled along for 20 feet or so
before sliding off to the floor and quick move into the shadows. Paige gained her bearings, scanned the area
then moved along the shadows, then she slipped through a door and entered the
soaking and grinding rooms, the noise dinned out any chance of hearing anyone
she Paige had to talk extra caution and move in short bursts, hide then move
again. She made her way across the room with great care almost getting spotted
several times, but slipping into the blackness just in time. Her heart still making the journey out of her
throat Paige navigated to the other side of the room and moved into the
processing room, her last destination before the stone.
She
stepped into a room of Plexiglas covered conveyor belts running in all
directions, some carrying unrefined, brown sugar and others the granulated
white refined kind, it was those she focused on. Paige ran her eyes back and forth until she
found the belt she wanted and the one with the shortest run to her
destination. She moved swiftly and
agilely to her goal an access hatch that allowed entered inside for
maintenance. The spy crouched down and
quickly pulled down the zipper on her black skinsuit and took it over revealing
a second white suit underneath. The COIL
spy carefully folded the black suit into a small package and left in a
concealed place for her returned journey back to Eric. A quick flip of the hatch and she was inside
and moving along the beltway, invisible inside the large train of sugar that
she sunk into. The beltway dumped her
onto a new one three times sugar climbed up the inside of the plant toward the
stone and then the fall through the funnel past the stone and into the
packaging area. The spy was dumped onto
her final run, she looked up tensed her body as the opening appeared for the
fall, she had one chance to get this right, she knew she could do it, but still
her heart raced, more from the rush than from fear.
She
dropped over the edge into free space for a fraction of a second that was all
but that was all she need, a twist of her body and a full stretch of the same wedged
her against opposite sides of the glass funnel the sugar pouring over and
around her, the only visible sign of her presence her hands and feet and white
was they were they would never be picked up.
Paige braced herself on one arm and used the other to unzip to her
breasts and pull out the replacement stone.
She reached down picked up the other and dropped the fake in place
tucked the real one back in her breasts and zipped up a reach up with her head
found the lip of the funnel and seconds later the entire operation was finished
as she opened the maintenance hatch at the end of the beltway over the funnel
and slipped back down to the plant floor, donned her black skinsuit and
reversed her field.
Eric’s
arm pulled her close and he kissed her cheek, Paige knew he had not slept at
all since she left, he clicked on the safety of the gun they had under the
pillow and pulled her a little closer and they were both asleep in seconds.
“I
really appreciated this Eric, and not to worry your wife is in good hands,”
Eduardo said with a false smile.
“I’m
sure you do, I shall be back before dinner,” Eric said with a look at Paige
that was just right.
He
climbed into the car and drove off with Maria along as his companion for the
day on the pretext that she needed to get some thing for her next semester at
school, although Eric knew that she was just being put up to it by her uncle to
let him be alone with Paige. If he
suspected anything Eric could not tell, besides Paige was fully capable of
taking care of herself and just to ensure all her hard work stayed hers, he had
the stone for the day.
“I
think I’m going to work on my tan for a while,” Paige smiled. “Care to join me at the beach?” she smiled.
“I
would love to, meet you there is say 15 minutes,” he answered.
Paige
retreated to her quarters and pulled her bikini out of the drawer.
“I
may not have the classic string bikini body, but I’ve found this slingshot bikini
to be more than a distraction when I’ve worn it,” the young spy smiled as she
stripped out of her clothes.
“Before
I slip into my visible weapon I’ll take care of the invisible ones first,” she
smiled.
Paige
picked up a bottle of suntan lotion and squeezed a generous amount of the white
creamy substance into her hand.
Her
slingshot was just as daring as any bikini and just as damaging to
watchers. A thong in the back it swept
around expanding barely enough to cover her womanhood before two straps led up
her torso crossed over each other mid way to just cover her nipples before
sweeping around her neck. Most agents
used a two piece weapon; Paige preferred her one piece arsenal and the colour,
a canary yellow, set of her golden tan gloriously.
She
slipped the suit on and smiled at the results in the mirror. The slingshot gave all her assets equal time
to dazzle and compete for attention. Her
powerful legs, the muscles dancing as she walked had hypnotizing abilities, her
granite hard ass moving with a wiggle that captivated, her hard flat stomach
that crested up to her full firm and rigid tits, her toned and tantalising back
swaying with each step, all working in conjunction with her beautiful
face. The slingshot took every
disadvantage of a full figured woman and turned it into an unbeatable sexy
advantage.
She
met him on the beach, a beautiful white sand gem of a cove with turquoise blue
water and palm trees hugging the edge of the sand. Eduardo had brought along a bottle glasses and
a bottle of win along with his magnificent physique.
“A scalped bronzed
Adonis of a man,” Paige thrilled as she took the chaise recliner next to him.
They spent several
hours by the waters edge, Paige teasingly offer her hand so he could hold it,
but nothing more.
“Well that is the
last of the wine, perhaps we should continue this out of the sun and in my hot
tub,” he smiled and she smiled back as they departed and minutes later lay
relaxing in the bubbling water for a while until Paige left the water and
looked at him to follow her into the bedroom, her dripping body much to
enticing to resist.
Paige made to turn
around to kiss him but he was at her back already kissing her neck. She pushed her back into him as her hands
pulled down his swim trunks.
“You are so
desirable Paige,” he said as the kissed her neck and she pulled his massive
wire gently in her hands. “As I said you
are so desirable it is a pity you are and COIL agent and I must finish you,” he
panted as he seized her shoulders with his arms and swept them up into a Full
Nelson and pushed her to the floor the weight and strength of his body pinning
her in place as she wiggled for what seemed a long time.
“Suntan lotion not
working as planned COIL agent,” he mused as his stiff steel hard baton worked
into her crevice and quick hand brush sweeping away the string so he could have
her. She jerked her body and tensed but she was powerless her body rippling in
straining muscle as he consolidated his knot and locked the young agent in
place.
“My
lotion should have finished you,” she quizzed as her body buzzed.
“Yes
except the water in the hot tub contained a special enzyme the loosened it grip
on your body and dissolved it harmlessly in the water,” he answered.
Paige’s
legs were repositioned in a splayed position out from her body then bent inward
at the knees until her feet were inserted against his thighs. He had already locked her fingers into his
toes now he reached down with both arms, cupped her chin with his hands and
tensed slightly. His prong slid up and
down her ass in a teasing motion before he pushed forward with a slow revolving
sway of his hips. The plus spy’s pussy
was penetrated slightly, her lips wet and willing and then very slowly over the
next half hour until his massive cock was imbedded totally.
“It’s
called The Cane Pole, Paige,” he offered as his hips pumped.
The
plus spy strained her body in his knot but he had chosen well, the knot neutralised
her strength.
“We have lots of
time to get to know each other you will be subjected to endless mating over
hours before having your back and neck broken as I arch back in my death trap,
your spent body then finished,” Paige tried to move her hips, desperate to
relieve the friction from his colossal root on her clitoris, but she was
impaled.
“I can think of no
more pleasurable way to finish you off Paige, well more me anyway,” he mocked,
Eduardo rocked his
prize slowly building Paige as she strained her ass shifting and swivelling
around his cock looking for friction to entrap him in her motion. The spy only found insane stimulation as his
tool worked inside her to positive results as her muffled moans of pleasure as
quivering form gave the first round to him.
He tried to pull her back but she refused him, her body far from spent
as it resisted back. He hammered back
and forth, their wet skin contacting making on the only sound as they
struggled. His attack was relentless on her and she climaxed again soon, his
motion and thrusts ensuring it lasted for her the maximum amount of time as her
muffled screams of joy and gyrating body attested to. He tried again to pull her up and she
refused, her powerhouse body still energized for the fight.
Paige buzzed in
the knot, her body deprived of its three best weapons, sexual appeal,
flexibility and power in the hold she was left with endurance as her only
saviour and he was sapping that from her. She moved her toes to keep the blood
flowing to her legs and avoid them cramping up which would only hasten her
demise.
“Once you are
finished I will search for my stone and if its not here I’ll simply wait for
your partner to return and then torture it out of him,” he laughed.
Paige’s wall of
defiance was knocked out brick by brick over the ensuing hours, her body
glowing in perspiration, her toned form stretched prone, she was near the end
of her resources but she knew he’d never gone this far with one of his victims
before and now the advantage had swung to her and she had him to thank for it. His motion had more mechanical intent than
when they’d started, then she was just a sexual toy to be played with until
bored and then tossed away and he enjoyed the power it gave him over her. But now he was insistent, at times frantic
and over reaching in his motion as he sought to push her over the edge instead
of gently caressing her to orgasm.
“This one will
finish you stubborn woman and I will take great pleasure in it,” Eduardo said
almost through clenched teeth as he worked.
Paige was swollen
form his massive wand and her orgasms, her will and power buying her the time
she needed to close tighter about his prong.
“Let’s see how
long you can resist me now that I have your weapon firmly held within my
churning vortex,” she mused as her pelvic muscles began to dance.
Paige kept in motion
invisible, her stilled body not betraying her in the least, her Daramsa skills
being used to their fullest. Eduardo
pulled in and out on her unaware until it was too late and he exploded inside
her and the animal instinct took over just as Paige knew it would and she
exploited it for all she could. The
orgasm had appeared out of nowhere, but in that fleeting second he was lost to
the pleasure syndrome of motion and longevity of the climax as he jerked inside
her and Paige wrung him about for every last once of pleasure she could extract
from him. The COIL spy felt his entire
body spasm before he slumped a little at the knees then straightened out again,
but by then she had made her move.
She used her new
found freedom to reposition her hips and pull him a little free. She swirled her hips very slowly and drew in
and out on his cock, her lips washing him in siren notes as she pulled him to
cum again and weaken further. He was
close, his rod was pulsing inside her, she drew him in and wretched her
hips. He exploded inside her, his hips
rocking out and in as she worked him over and tried to pull free before sliding
back into position and beginning again with her hips. He dared not let her go,
he had to finish her in this position, free became even more dangerous than she
was at present and he had no inkling to find out just how deadly she could be.
He roiled to
another gushing crescendo and fell to his knees, she still a prisoner, but
freer than ever to apply her coursing stroke.
Her hips now enjoying more freedom raked about coating him in runs of
velvet and swirls of creamy delight.
“This is your last
one baby, after this I’m free and you soon won’t be,” her thoughts hissed.
The spy felt him
tense and his cock throb then burst in release, she worked him to the pinnacle
of joy, his mind and body lost in lust then Paige rolled her hips and dislodged
him, her slick body now free to deliver her specialised means of death.
Her hands seized
his ankles as she tumbles forward to her feet.
She flipped him over onto his stomach inserted his feet into the front
of her slingshot and fell back over top of him her arms taking his and fitting
them into her crisscrossed front of the suit.
“My
slingshot is deadly both on and off my body lover,” she smiled as she kissed
his lips before entering into a flurry of activity with him as the
centrepiece.
This
round their bodies merged at every possible angle and position with Paige in
control this time, her softness and slickness rubbing and slaking him constantly
while the spy’s appendages pinched him at strategic nerve points to keep him
still while a kiss here and there sweetened her trap. She placed him on his side her body spooning
his from the back as she kissed his neck then released two of her toes that
held part of her slingshot. Eduardo
immediately felt his body bow back upon itself in a U as Paige moved to the
other side of him.
“You
had me in a tight spot and I escaped using tightness so it only seems fitting
that for the third and final act we continue with that theme. My slingshot
bikini performs a dual function, attraction and contraction, both fatal. My movements have entangled my slingshot
about your body and as I’m sure you can tell it tightens with each movement of
your body drawing you into a spine breaking embrace while all the while
preventing you from screaming for help by one of my straps pressed against your
throat it all hardly seems fair, so this shouldn’t come as a surprise, pun
intended,” she purred.
Paige
flopped over and kissed the head of his prong stirring it to life. Her tongue lightly feathered it with just the
merest of contact, his body jerked in response and his shaft began to
grow. The spy draped the flat of her
tongue at his tip and licked up then reversed and licked back, he jerked and
flinched and was instantly hard as he bowed backward. Paige seized his manhood in her soft palms
and flopped forward to kiss him while she pulled and caressed his cock.
“So
big and so hard and so helpless in my hands,” she cooed as she kissed him. “Should I take you all the way baby or just
tease you a little more,” she added as her fingers rolled his throbbing mass
about and he arched backward more. “You know
I’d love to finish the job, but I think my husband, I mean partner, I mean my
husband will be returning soon and I wouldn’t want him to catch us in the
middle of something, how would I explain that away. So I think I need to take my leave of you and
this place, thanks for the visit, its been, well stimulating,” she said getting
up and walking into the bathroom and final turn around glance and a smile.
The
spy showered and dressed, a pale pink silk top unbuttoned just enough, a white
skirt, cut slightly above the knee and white stockings. Paige completed the ensemble with a white
pearl necklace and white pumps. For safety sake, just in case a clean getaway
was not in the cards she packed all the things she didn’t want falling into
enemy hands into her make up case and set the self destruct sequence in motion. The checked her look in the mirror one final
time and satisfied left into the main part of the building leaving behind her
victim.
She
made her way down the hall, the click of her heels on the tile floor the only
sound and perfectly for Miguel it masked the noise of the door he opened just
as she walked by, Paige did however hear the click as he cocked the hammer of
his gun to her head.
“No
sudden moves Miss,” he said. “At least
not from you,” he added, as his hand wandered up between her legs and onto her
pussy.
He slipped it delicately under her panties and
began a slow one finger probe to which she responded. The spy carefully turned around and moved one
hand to flick the button free on her skirt then worked her arms up his bare
chest and about his neck as she gave to lips to him. She swirled her hips and the skirt fell to
the floor seconds later she discarded her pumps and they stepped free of the
remnants.
Even
without heels Paige’s legs displayed to perfection as he saw in the mirror, her
ass taut and firm inside her bikini cut panties. The young C.O.I.L. agent broke her lips away
and hugged him, her hips rocking slowly with his finger as her breathing
slowed.
“Yes,”
Paige moaned longingly as she came, her body tensing and re-tensing against his
and she climaxed and enjoyed the aftershocks her gave her.
She
relaxed and softly kissed him several times before she smiled seeing the look
on his face.
“Having
trouble pulling free of my pantyhose darling,” Paige smiled as her nails hit
home on his neck and the gun fell useless to the floor.
“And
now you can’t move, things are just going from bad to worse aren’t they,” she
added along with several small kisses.
“My
nails have a simple nerve pinch applied to keep you stiff while I deliver my
trap with my legs. As I’m sure you can
guess by now my pantyhose are quite sticky.
I sprayed them with special chemical solution after I pulled them on
this morning, they only require the slightest touch to adhere to skin, a web
waiting for a fly to enter and now you are stuck. All that remains is to spin you in silk and
leave you to die,” Paige mused as she touch kissed him between words.
“Many
men have said I have killer legs and some have found out first hand just how
deadly they really are as will you, but in a much different manner. My legs could crush you in their embrace with
little trouble, but why use the traditional full figure tactics when I can
deliver something delicate and deadly,” the spy cooed before she kissed him
again.
“Now
my little fly having entrapped and bitten you with my web and paralysing venom
its time to wrap you in my blanket of entombing silk, my pantyhose. My feet act as the spinnerets feeding the
sheer webbing of my vanishing hose about your body as I weave you,” Paige added
before she began.
Paige
swung a leg up and began with a single strand stuck to his shoulder which she
trailed down his front and ran around his ankle, she turning his body. Her legs guided her silk death around him,
her hose undoing in long single strands from her leg and twinning him into her
death web. The spy worked quickly, her
legs spinning industriously until she had his lower half, a brace of her knee
into the back of his brought him to his knees.
The spiderwoman flowed her webbing about his upper body, her victim
secured quickly.
“Just
as a spider can walk in its own web and not become stuck so can I,” Paige said
as she sat before him and placed her sexy powerful legs on his shoulders.
Paige
spun a few strands in place securing his arms and wrists before she closed
tight around him her thighs wrapping around his back while her legs climbed up
his back before her feet came together under his chin
“How
do I feel baby, let me squeeze you a little of my power,” she cooed as she
tensed her form.
She
relaxed, leaned in and kissed him.
“My
soft side is just as fatal. I could
dispose of you in this hold, your lower half wrapped in my sticky contracting
hose and your upper half wrapped in a contracting me, which do you think is
deadlier?
The
spy held him firm with her legs while her web contracted a little more then she
began again, her hose spinning around his top, the sexy spider covering him in
her silk as she worked industriously.
The strands coated around him as Paige rolled him about the floor her
spinnerets actively and expertly binding him in her webbing. Strand upon strand looped about him as she
streamed silk from her hose and onto him until she exhausted her weapon.
“Two
men in an hour, my average is slipping,” she smiled while regaining her skirt
and heels, then her feet as he struggled under her blanket of death.
The
spy opened the front door slowly as a trail of automatic weapons fire trailed
across the path toward her as did a running Eric. He darted inside and she slammed the door
shut, grabbed her hand and led her down the hallway and out the patio door
handing her gun and a spare clip to her.
“So
much for a fond farewell, he smiled.
“Where
to,” Paige said her voice calm.
“To
the plant, I have a plan,” Eric smiled quickly.
“Across
that open space we’ll be creamed,” she intoned.
“Hard
to see at night, although I will say you chose badly for this little dinner
party,” he said giving her outfit a glance.
They
dashed out and somehow managed to make it all the way into the plant before
being spotted and sprayed with machine gun fire. Bullets went off light fireflies around them
as they returned fire and dashed deeper into the plant, both managing to pick
off a few guard along the way. Eric
bolted them through a door and up a staircase, then out along a gangway where
fire from behind and below assailed them.
The duo ducked behind the cover of a large machine and flashed out to
return fire dropping a few more pursuers that bought then the time to escape
again, Paige firing back a few shoots as they ran then changing her clip.
They
dashed down a long hallway that had a door at the far end that now opened. Eric fired a few shots, then Paige picked up
the cause as it was his turn to reload and then at as a stream of bodies seemed
to pour out of the door. Eric flung
Paige ahead of him, she cartwheeleled first then stepped into a back walkover
fired several shots while in mid air then took out the final combatant with a
well placed heel point to the forehead, Eric kicked him in the chest to pry him
loose of her heel, grabbed her arms, spun her like a dancing partner and the to
disappeared beyond the door.
They
moved through more halls and rooms firing and running to escape until they came
to a dead end, Paige took down the last two trailers as they stormed down on
them.
“I’m out!” Paige
stated flatly no panic in her voice given the situation, somehow in the midst
of the current crisis Eric found that sexy about her, her coolness under
pressure.
“This
way,” he said taking her hand and kicking open a door that exposed the outside.
“That
only leads up to the top of the tower, we can’t go down their waiting for us
and up just leads to a dead end literally,” Paige said tongue not so firmly in
cheek.
Eric
grabbed her hand and pulled her out the door, bullets cracked past them into
the night air from their pursers while others ping and clanked off the steel of
the exhaust tower. Squeezing off a shot
as cover they dashed around the spiral metal stairs up the outside both keeping
a low profile to avoid being an easy target, Eric drew another shot as bullets
rained all around them as the circled.
Just
another revolution and we’re there,” he shouted as a bullet barely missed and
sparked right next to his head on the steel.
Paige
did not question, she merely followed him as they dashed again up and around
Eric fired off the last shot and dropped his gun then reached into waistline
for what Paige hoped was another gun. He
stopped them both quickly and spoke.
“Hold
on tight around my neck and when I straighten up wrap you legs around my waist
and hold on and don’t let go for anything,” he said.
Normally
this would have been an invitation to heaven that Paige would have needed no
encouragement to accept, but she saw what was coming next; she merely nodded
and slipped her arms about his neck. The
male COIL spy flung his belt over a guy wire just above his head as he stood up
seizing the free end with his other hand, he rocked back and then launched the
two of them over the steel railing Paige fixing her legs around him as they
began to fall down the wire at a calamitous rate of speed.
“Well
never make the friction will burn through the leather in no time,” she yelled
into his ear as the air and bullets whistled about.
“Not
a chance, my belt is made of titanium, its merely covered in leather as a
disguise, we could slid forever on this and it would never break fortunately we
don’t have to do that,” he yelled back.
“What
aren’t you telling me?” Paige said in voice rising in alarm.
“Remember
what I said, don’t let go of me,” Eric yelled back as he let go of the belt.
If
Eric was worried about loosing her he needn’t have, what he should have worried
about was getting air and Paige squeezed him so hard about the neck and waist
he had to fight for air. The couple
dropped down so fast Paige only had time to see the fast approaching cement
pier and the thought that at least it would be a quick end for both of them,
they would avoid capture. It was only in
the last fleeting second when her mind had resolved itself to their fate that
she realised they were not going to hit the ground but the water which they did
with a huge splash. Eric’s legs hit
bottom bent and pushed up and they were on the surface a second later and
scrambling up the ladder on the power boat and spilling into it. Paige grabbed the lines and cast them off
will Eric got the boat started and throttled it up the boat responding and
tailing away into the slip and the dark of the night as the last of the lead
projectiles pasted into the darkness around them.
“Do
you think they’ll be following us,” Paige asked coming to his side.
“Not
likely, I don’t think they have anything fast enough close at hand and besides
we’re only 90 miles from Florida, they won’t want to risk and encounter with
the U.S. Coast Guard,” Eric smiled and kissed her on the cheek.
Paige
kept a lookout just to be on the safe side and they ran with the running lights
of just to ensure matters.
“This
is the U.S. Coast Guard ship Nantucket to unidentified out bound craft from
Cuba on heading 175 please identify yourself you are 10 nautical miles from U.S
territorial waters,” a voice cracked over to radio.
“Nantucket designate Charlie Zero Six Py Omega at 175
await reply,” Eric said.
There
was a long pause before the answer came; so long it brought Paige from her
perch at the stern.
“Roger,
acknowledge you as Charlie Zero Six Py Omega.
Cut power will rendezvous with you, ETA
20 minutes, over.”
“Acknowledged,
look forward to a friendly face, out,” Eric answered, he cut the engines and
turned on the running lights.
“Charlie
Zero Six Py Omega coded intelligence for friendly agent, you’ll be in Florida
“Please
tell me after all this you still have the stone,” Paige smiled knowing he did.
“Yes
but its carefully hidden and only a thorough search will uncover it,” he
teased.
“Well
I’d better get started then I only have 20 minutes to find it,” she smiled
wickedly.
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