Thursday, December 10, 2020

Sealing the Deal

 ‘You play along great. How was he after I hit him?’ Yen asked.

‘He responded quite well, so well in fact he called me. I’ll be able to give you a better report tomorrow,’ Cara smiled as she looked over what to wear, not that she expected to be wearing it for long. ‘How close to you intend to let Mr. Yang get?’ she followed up.  

‘I think I’ll keep this a business relationship, tease him, but not so much that he gives up, a little sweetness to encourage him. Besides, I think you’ll get much more out of his bodyguard. It’s always the people around the person who seem to know more than the main player thinks they do,’ Yen smiled

‘Well, we’ll find out tonight, but one thing is a certainty, a good time,’ Cara said, you enjoy yourself and don’t wait up,’ she added before leaving.

Cara took a ride back to the office, Mr. Yang had private suites built off the opposite wing of the building where his office was located.  Cara’s date, Than Aung, lived on site.  Cara suspected why, the man had enemies and maybe those enemies were not just local people who he was clearly exploiting, she’d seen surveillance photos of the mine sites, and safety was most definitely an afterthought.  She buzzed the door code he’d given her and the conclusion of her and Yen’s meeting this morning.  A door click followed and she entered and made her way down the hall pausing for a second and taking a small inhale, before turning and knocking on a door, she smiled in triumph as the receptionist from that morning opened the door.  

‘Oh, sorry,’ Cara said in her best sincere voice. ‘I was looking for Than’s place,’ she added with a confident smile.

‘He’s at the end of the hall,’ the woman said in a flat and annoyed voice.

‘Thank you, sorry to disturb your alone time,’ Cara responded, putting the bite into the alone word. ‘You’re welcome to join us for the evening, well part of it, but as the saying goes, two’s company, three’s a crowd. Oh, that is unless you're into threesomes, I don’t mind sharing his or my affections,’ she smiled sexily as the door closed on her, but not as fast as would be expected.

‘And one door closes, another opens,’ she said out loud as Than’s door opened and she moved to it. I hope you don’t mind but I asked your colleague to join us, if she was interested, but I don’t think she was, pity in one way, but better in that I have you all to myself and I’m hard enough to handle and speaking of hard,’ she smiled as her hand trailer about his member.  Glad to know you made a full recovery, he’s hard...for now,’ she added before slipping her arms around his neck and her lips to his.

‘Oh yes, the evening is off a great start,’ she breathed as their lips parted. 

She could see he had a nice apartment, nothing great and certainly not as good as the receptionists, from what she saw of it.

‘You have a nice play, cozy and mercifully air conditioned. One of the perks I suppose of being a key employee. Cara added.

‘It's nice, yes, but I’m sure you have  a much better place of your own and could have had if you wanted,’ Than stated.

‘I see,’ Cara smiled. ‘Yes I do have better, my success in business allows me that as for the other lets be clear, your not a mercy fuck or a consolation prize. I pick who I want to spend my time with, Mr. Yang is a business deal, pure and simple and that’s all he ever will be.  Personally, I don’t like or trust the man that much, I did some checking with the help of certain parties. I could have handled this entire operation on my own, but then I would have to mix business and pleasure and well there is a place I draw the line, hence Yen Chau.  I put her in the middle of this menagerie, she’s greddy, ambitious and well not that discriminating in whom she deals with, hence her little act with you this morning, she’s looking to impress and ingratiate herself into his trust and other places. I don’t need that, I chose and from where I’m standing I think I made a very good choice,’ Cara explained as she smiled provocatively then walked over and undid the buttons on his shirt, her fingertips bumping over his smooth skin and pronounced stomach muscles.  ‘The right choice indeed,’ she smiled as they kissed again.

‘Speaking strictly for myself, that was an incredible night, of course it took two to make that happen,’ Cara purred.  

The spy was serious, with some feminine guidance, nothing obvious, just subtle moves and clues she had adjusted Than so that he delivered maximum pleasure to her.  She reciprocated fully, his buckling body and incessant thrusting during multiple orgasms was all the proof required.  It was wonderful and informative, talk gets lost in the passion and the intimacy, but not to a trained ear or a spy.  Cara got what she needed and had a wonderful time getting it.

‘I need to be getting back home to get the ball rolling on all this business, but, not before I have something to eat,’ she said letting a shoulder strap on her bra fall. ‘Careful, I’m close enough to bite,’ she teased then reached out and pulled him by the sides of his underwear to her and onto the bed. Cara quickly rolled on top and pulled down his top. There you are, hiding, all curled up and nervous, don’t worry little man I’m warm, soft and gentle,’ she cooed as Cara lowered her head and took him into her mouth.  The spy had down just about everything else during the night with him except this.  She knew he wanted it, every man did, but when, that was the fun of it, that and seeing how much she could drive him crazy.  He came to full attention within seconds of her touch. Than just found the strength and coordination to sit up and unhook her bra before a deep pull shot him back down to the bed. 

‘I see there’s still fight in you!’ she said her voice soft and throaty as she broke contact before her tongue swathed around his tip.  Cara pushed his body, working his member in between her breasts. She swayed back and forth, twisting a little, that motion sending bolts of electricity through him.  ‘Mmmm, there’s so many ways to make you cum, I just may have to try them all. 

He could not believe how firm and wonderfully she held him.  He reached out and caressed her nipples, she moaned in delight, he even managed to raise his head, her lips meeting his as they kissed, her tongue driving deep into his mouth.  

Cara pulled up, letting his cock escape, she kissed his neck as she raised him into a sitting position, curling herself behind him, her mouth and tongue on fire inside his ear, then suddenly she fell forward plunging her mouth around his wire, her face buried in his lap. Than fell back on the bed writhing madly in her embrace.  Cara stretched out her form opposite to him and he pulled her panties off.  He came before he finished, Cara slid them off as she finished him off, his body slamming side to side and thrusting as she refused to release him until he was spent and still. She teasing coddled and nipped him, his prong pulsing to life inside her once again.

Tran twisted his torso, his tongue eager to reciprocate and Cara happy to let him.  His tongue was wonderful, she helped by moving a bit and letting him know when he found the spot.  She came in a slow snaking orgasm that came from deep inside her, a low satisfying sexy growl filling the silence as she twisted like a snake.  The CURVE brought him effortlessly to climax a second time.  This time her sexy legs and arms coiled around him and held him as she struggled in joy, the physical restriction prolonging the orgasm as he fought to escape and she refused until he was done and she released all of his body from her embrace.  

Cara turned about and they kissed for a while, soft wonderful and slow until she felt him stirring against her thigh.  She shifted on top and they kissed some more until she tilted her hips and caught his tip.  She circled it about, her motion driving excitement down his obelisk.  

‘Your certainly trying to delay my return,’ she breathed and pushed him in.  The two lay together, Cara’s ass rocking and shifting slowly, his hands stroking up and down her sides, her’s wrapped around his shoulders.  

Hurried they made love, Cara climaxing wonderfully, her moans rich and rewarding, her body tensing the shuddering followed by several long enjoyable aftershocks, his cock ramming hard to increase her pleasure.  His was scant seconds after she finished, her body giving him all the pleasure he could handle.  

‘I need another shower,’ she smiled. ‘Care to join me?’ she smiled.  


Cara gave Yen all the Intel she had gleaned from Yan on their drive home.  ‘They will start shipping to me in 10 days,  That gives me more than enough time to line up the air and water travel and get the necessary people and bribes in place so everything goes smoothly.  I will send you all the step by step details in about a week, that will give you time for all the details to be in place at your end.  How did it go with him?’ Cara asked.

‘He definitely likes me and my legs’, she laughed.  ‘I told him I’m going to have a big launch party for the new product line.  I may have suggested, with a cross of my legs and a lean in to him that he would want to invite the potential customers for this new product, that way we could meet.  I also told him, perhaps they could invite a few friends who they think may be interested as well, he took the meaning.  That way the profit could be even bigger’

Clever woman,’ Cara noted.  

‘And our catch could be substantially bigger,’ Yen noted.

‘More predators in the water is good and bad, good for the mission, but bad for us if they all decide to come after us,’ Cara stated.

‘I would love that, and you would too,’Yen smiled at her and Cara smiled back.


Yen got back to Hanoi and began immediately setting up the launch party for the new products. She picked the location, chose the decorations, the drinks, food, colour scheme and even the placement of the hidden camera’s.  She selected he quests she wanted, naturally an assortment of her SALON sisters, notably customers she already had and finally government officials who she had to set straight about behaviour dress.

‘Yes, I agree, not my favourite people either, but please no politics and no and I mean no military uniforms, use your covers, please, you know how important this whole thing is, even to us as a country,’ she had to explain to several agencies on a conference call.  

Yen was referring to the historically testy and at times outright disdain the Vietnamese had to China and the Chinese in general.  She was reassured that everyone had promised to play nice for the sake of the mission, still she instructed the wait staff to limit alcohol consumption just to be on the safe side.  

The night finally arrived Mr. Yang had arrived in town the night before, but Yen had kept him bay, refusing to see him, saying she had everything well under control and it was better for all concerned if she ran the show as the one in control, mercifully he did not need to be told why, but to sooth him a bit she teased that seeing her walk down the stairs to meet her would be worth the wait. 

The crowd was just as she wanted, everything was ready. She appeared at the top of the stairs, her employees at the both clapping to get everyone's attention, which she certainly had, especially Mr. Yang, who she made her special guest waiting for her at the bottom.  Everyone knew, because a rumor had been spread that he was her partner in her latest creation and that he was also special to her, it was left at that for people to draw what conclusion they may..

Yen gracefully started down the stairs, all eyes glued on her, especially Mr. Yang’s.  All around the camera’s recorded close up of the guest and fed them into FORCE’s and Vietnamese Intelligence computers for identification.  Yen focused her gaze on her special guest, cementing in some minds the rumors and gossip they had heard.  Mr. Yang was uncomfortable, not with the attention that he loved. No, he was physiologically uncomfortable, not from food or drink because of the vision coming toward him.  

Every step flashed one of Yen’s legs to all, gorgeous toned and shaped to weaken any man’s knee’s.  To that she added her incredible body and stunning looks.  He could feel his pants becoming tighter and embarrassed shifted slightly to hide it.  He did notice he was not alone in his uncomfortable nature, he also noted all the jealous looks that formed on male faces as she hooked her arm into his.  

‘Do you mind if we make the rounds now and do the introductions?’ Yen asked.  ‘After all this is my party,’ she added with a reassuring smile.  

‘What man would say no,’ was his response.

Yen had done this many times in her career, she had built her small empire, 10 beauty salons, so far, on excellent products, many of her own creation, on having an eye and the business acumen to recognize good new products when they showed up and getting the rights for them, on her excellent staff and service, but mostly on this, the ability to connect with people, smooze as they called it in the west.  This a different crowd, Yen was mostly used to receptive enthusiastic people at her parties, in truth she was used to her own people.  She could tell this would be harder, Chinese and Vietnamese people did not get along well.  There was a long history of occupation, a war in 1979 and now territory incursion.  She hoped her ability to speak Mandarin would carry some weight and the fact that she was the conduit for what they were really after.  Of course she also wanted something else from them and her earrings and choker took very good pictures of their faces.  

‘You should call me Zheng in private or if you prefer Zheng He in more formal settings such as this,’ he said as they walked toward another couple.

‘Named after the famous explorer and do you by nature share his curiosity to explore?’ Yen teased the question.

‘Depends in the terrain and the riches that such exploration may yield,’ he shot back and she smiled.

Yen was escorted about meeting the guests, small talk, deferring to Mr. Yang which she hated, but hid, knowing this played well with the patriarchal nature of her guests.  Greetings were formal and cordial and when completed Yen did what she did best, mingle and ingratiate herself, even if she had to play the humble shopkeeper role.  She told herself whatever it took to have a successful mission. By the end of the night she was tired, having carried the load, she’d set up the first meetings and sales, collected numbers and emails and made sure everyone got all the attention, food and drink they could ever want, now she just wanted to upload the data, get out of her dress, have a spa bath and go to bed, but out of the corner of her eye she saw Mr. Yang and his look.  

‘Oh great, I have to perform some more,’ she thought to herself, seeing the look in his eye she more than understood.  Yen walked over to him, returning the smile as she came closer, reached out her hand and took his in hers leading him to the staircase.

‘My have a private suite above here,’ she explained.  I usually sleep here before these events to make sure I get everything right and after, we’ll because I’m exhausted from them, but tonight I’m not exhausted for some reason, maybe you could do something about that/’ she queried, then slipped her hand between his legs.  ‘Yes, I’m sure you can,’ she added with just the right breath and hunger that even she believed it.  

Yen, his hand in hers led him up the stairs and down a hallway to a set of double doors that she opened revealing a modern appointed oasis.  ‘My inner garden, if you will,’ she said looking at him while he took in the room.  A modern four poster bed immediately in front, a small eating space behind that he could only make a bit, perhaps a small living area, when her arms slipped around his neck and he forgot everything, a whirl of her lips playing with his, her perfume filling his senses with desire while her pressed body overflowed it.  

‘Why don’t you make yourself at home, I need to get out of this dress and make myself ready,’ Yen teased as she walked away toward the back not waiting for an answer, she knew she didn’t need one.  ‘Oh, one more thing, I will be needing your jacket,’ she asked coming back, circling around back and flawlessly removing it, a kiss to his neck, her tongue, wet and hot, just trailing along the skin set him afire as she disappeared.  

He had removed some of his clothes when Yen leaning against the half wall next to the bed spoke. 

‘Glad to see you left something for me to unwrap.  He looked over to see her in his jacket, a pair of black heels and a bodice, her smile cool and sexy.  ‘Give this was a corporate event tonight, I thought I’d keep it a black tie affair, for a little while anyway,’ she sexily suggested.

If she looked stunning earlier, she looked more so now.  Her legs went on forever, he imagined them curled around him as they made love, the skin moving in a rocking rhythm to his motion, caressing him.  Her firm breasts giggling as he rose up and thrust into her, the signs from her sensuous mouth as his lips sucked and coddled her perfect pink nipples until she pulled him fully into her.  

Yen knew the game, especially with people like Yang, the trick was to appear to give him control while retaining it yourself..  Her experience and womanly arts guided him about, making him give her pleasure but letting him think it was all his idea.  Yen, in spite of her previous misgivings about the night found him a semi skilled lover and with her feminine wiles he was better by the end, she satisfied and he more than satisfied with his triumph.  

She did all the after’s perfectly and when he had gone she uploaded her data, showered and got some well deserved sleep. 


A sharp quick rapping on her door announced the urgency more than the quickened steps of David Jacobs, FORCE’s Head of Intelligence.  

‘Congratulations David, you now hold the record for the fastest time to my desk, don’t tell Cindy,’ Claire smiled as she looked up from her laptop.  

‘We have an issue with the mission in Myanmar!’ he said with an urgent tone in his voice that stopped any further quips from Claire. ‘I ran the pictures Yen sent back through all the databases, official and otherwise and these 6 individuals came back.’

Claire scanned the pictures then looked up at David.

‘Take a seat David, hovering makes me ancy and you just more agitated.’  She waited for him to sit then with a look from her he continued.

‘Those people in front of you all come back on the CIA payroll, maybe just informants, maybe the agency has something on them or they could be double agents.  None are current military, some did serve, all now are rich and well connected right up to the inner circle in Beijing,’ David explained.  

‘Interesting,’ was all Claire said as she scanned the pictures. ‘Do you know if any of the people who are not on the CIA list have connections to any of the people on the list?’ she asked.

‘I crossed referenced it and could find nothing, but that doesn’t mean they don’t and we just can’t find anything,’ David added.

Claire shuffled the pictures about, each photo had the name of the person, what they did or owned and bullet points on their past history.  She played with it for a few minutes ignoring David like he wasn’t there, a situation he took no offence to,  He’d seen it before, her mind working on the puzzle with the ability to lock out any and all surrounding stimuli.  I think the initial puzzle based on a timeline in terms of contact would look something like this,’ Claire said finally.  

‘How can you be so sure of that, seems like speculation to me,’ he mused.

‘It’s all speculation, this and most of the spy games. Guess, is a better word for it, but as long as the other side doesn’t know or think you’re guessing, they might actually give something away that proves you right or wrong, either is just as important.  Right for obvious reasons, is great, but wrong, well that tells you to look down another path, the trick or skill, if you like, is not tipping the other side that you made a wrong choice,’ she smiled.

‘Which side are we talking about?’ he asked.

‘Either in this case and perhaps we can play this so both sides give us information we need without the other of them knowing it,’ Claire added as she tapped keys on her computer, smiled and picked up her phone.

‘I’m flying to Washington later today, care to come with me, I thought it would be a good chance for you to renew an old friendship.  That’s what I thought, call you in a couple of hours with the details. Time to find out who knows, who doesn’t know and who wants to know,’ Claire smiled.