Fifth Dance

‘I took the liberty of upgrading your accommodation, by adding me.  My

credentials are on the dresser beside you,' Tina Samuels said as she

slithered off the desk taking steps toward him. 

He looked nervous as he read and tried to back away, but her arms were already around his neck.  'Don't tell me you're afraid of girls,' she added.  'You’re in the wrong profession in that case.  Think of this as a typical business meeting and me as a TRIDENT agent.  I for one enjoy role play, but it's no fun playing alone, all the dress options are casual, as you can tell.  First up then, introductions, I know you read my card, but the polite thing is for me to introduce myself personally.  Tina Samuels, I hope you can forgive my indiscretion, maybe this will help,’ Tina purred as she kissed him.  

It was slow and wonderful, her skill on complete display until he suddenly pulled away.

‘Well I’ve never had that reaction before!’ she pondered with a smile, her arms still around him as she looked into his eyes.  ‘You look worried,’ she added, then paused with a knowing smile forming on her lips.  ‘Oh, nothing to worry about, if I wanted you dead it would already be too late.  My kiss would have done the trick, but you know that, yet somehow you let me give you one anyway.  A foolish thing in this game, I don’t blame you, even experienced agents let it happen.  Do you want to know why, Tina smiled as he acknowledged with a nod he did.

‘First the shirt, an endlessly effective weapon of distraction.  It displays the female form, particularly the legs perfectly, especially with heels, as I did and it worked, I got my arms around you, from there the kiss was easy.’

‘Well you are an extremely attractive woman, even if you are an enemy agent, he answered, his arms pressing a little tighter around her hips.

‘Easy tiger, there’s time for that later, but thank you for the compliment, both the one for the looks and being an agent.  To set the record straight I’m not an active agent, I am what my card says I am, but I have taken the odd mission here and there, mostly as a specialised sexual assassin.  For instance, take that kiss I gave you.  Now I could have been wearing a poisonous lipstick and I have done so in the past, it's quick, easy, but such a waste, from my end I mean.  All the preparation, hair, make up, the clothes, such as they are, then one kiss and it's over, a girl deserves better,’ Tina smiled, then gave him another kiss.  

‘I prefer a long seduction, savouring the moment if you will, complete the assignment all without the target being aware each intimate motion brings them a step closer to death, Tina explained as her arms shifted about his neck before she pressed against him for another long slow kiss.

‘Who knows I could be enjoying that moment right now.  So far I’ve kissed you, very pleasurably, three times.  There is such a thing as delayed poison.  It comes in two variants, a weak poison that builds up in the system with each kiss and what’s called by female agents, Cover Girl. A clear coating applied over the fatal shade that slowly wears off. But, none of that applied to here, as I said before, besides, I don’t need it, I could have just as easily finished you with my bracelet,’ she said showing him.

‘Touch this side and a needle appears, drug of choice,  Touch the other side and viola, the end of a strangulation wire, perfect for close embraces.  You could however do a combination, a paralysing or muscle relaxant drug and substitute the strangulation wire for a spool of contracting twine to wrap the stricken victim in, or of course, we I could just use my body to kill you in so many different ways, it would take too long to explain them all and it would kill the mood.  Now where were we,’ Tina smiled as she kissed him again.  ‘One of us is a tad overdressed,’ she suggested and undid his belt and pants before working up his chest on each button of his shirt.  Her eyes locked on him as she worked.  Tina opened it and slipped her hands inside.  ‘I’m glad to feel TRIDENT has a fitness plan.’

She deftly undressed him then shifted herself to straddle and positioned herself.

‘No need to be in a hurry, let gravity do our bidding,’ she said as they caressed and kissed one another.  

She was impressed with his control and his size as she encapsulated herself around him in a slow pleasurable descent until she was fully impaled.  He undid her shirt, her graceful motion shedding it as they began.  

Tina slipped off him after a while.  Between sessions they had talked and he was convinced, the sex and her a sealing the discussion.  They showered and prepared to leave when a series of noises that seemed to be coming from across the hotel hallway reverberated in their room, he panicked, Tina walked to the hallway table, opened the drawer.  ‘Not meant for you if you didn’t agree,’ she smiled.  ‘This is a blunt method, I prefer softer and subtler means of persuasion, each has its place, in this case, we need blunt.’

‘Why…’ he started to say.

‘In the wrong room,’ she finished.  ‘Because that’s where you're officially registered.  We played a little with the hotel’s booking system before and after the fact.  We knew they’d be coming.  I had hoped to avoid this, but, well our conversation,’ she smiled.  ‘Took a little longer and was very in depth,’ she added with a smile of satisfaction.    

‘When I nod open the door and don’t come out from behind it until I say so!  Understand?’ she commanded, switching off the safety.

She gave him the sign, she disappeared, a few seconds later, two muffled sounds, like that of a flat hand hitting a counter came to his ears, a door closed and she was back.

‘We need to check out, where there’s two there’s always a few more.  My car is in the underground parking.  Here, put this in your satchel,’ Tina said, putting the safety back on.  She grabbed her clutch, the passcards and they were gone.  

‘Stay right with me,’ she told him in the elevator.  

He was filled with a combination of fear and arousal, both mixed together in a strange cocktail.  He was of course fearing for his life while at the same time excited that he mattered enough to be killed and that, he of all people, a boring specialised accountant might be harbouring some top secret intel worthy of being killed for.  Then, there was her.  Tina, a sexy fantastic lover who was his protector, but he imagined her also as a lethal killer, the brew was very inviting.  He felt his arousal growing so he concentrated on something, anything else.

‘I’ll have your car brought up, Miss Samuels,’ the front desk woman said and picked up the phone.

‘I think it would be best for all concerned if you didn’t make that call,’ Tina said, the gun poking out from her leather jacket.  ‘Come round the desk dear.  There’s a good TRIDENT agent.  Now we’ll all just go to the stairwell together.  Think of trying anything, I’ll blow your head off right here and it would be a pity to have to replace this carpet.’

The trio man their way down the stairs, the woman in front, Tina behind her and her charge behind her. 

‘Open the door, go on, I insist!’ Tina said.

How did you know I was a TRIDENT agent?’  She asked, opening the door and walking through.

‘For one, this hotel operates on 3 eight hour shifts, not two 12 hour ones, as most do.  When I checked in the front desk had just come on and should still be here.  Tell me she’s ok?’ Tina demanded.

‘Just drugged and tied up,’ the woman answered.

‘Right and straight,’ Tina ordered.

They walked on for thirty seconds or so before Tina told all to stop.  She clicked the remote in her pocket, the doors unlocked and the car started.  

‘Passenger side,’ Tina said softly to him as he scrambled to it.

‘Old car for an old lady,’ the woman said boring holes in Tina.

‘I prefer the term classic,’ Tina countered.  ‘Now for two.  You’re no TRIDENT agent, merely a trainee and a bad one at that, basic mistake, but correctable, but that choice is up to you,’ she continued.  ‘Hold out your hand, palm up.’

‘If I refuse?’

‘Then I’ll kill you,’ Tina answered coldly, pointing the gun at her.  ‘You have a choice, a bullet to the head or a jab of my ring and a nice nap for a few hours.  Five, four, three..’ Tina counted as the woman stepped forward then lunged for the gun.

Tina let it go, the young woman over stepped, lost her balance and stumbled forward.  Tina pulled one of the zippers on the jacket, it spooled a long piece of black cord.  Tina seized the other end with her free hand and wrapped it around the girl's neck, once for control and a second for good measure then kicked the back of her knee taking her legs out from her.  

‘Foolish little girl!’ Tina stated as her knee braced into the back of the neck and she pulled hard.  It was over quickly.  Tina casually walked over, picked up the gun, walked back and put a round in her head.

Tina made a few calls then turned to him.

‘You’ll be spending the night at my place,’ she smiled.

‘He wasn’t sure to be happy or worried about that.