Two Players - Four Acts - Act One
‘Excuse me baby, I need to say hi to an old friend and by that I mean her age, not the time I’ve known her,’
Trident agent Mikayla smiled to a particularly scrumptious hunk she was chatting up at the beach bar. 
‘Discount drinks for seniors is after 5pm,’ she smiled, stepping in the way of M.I.L.F. agent Crystal.
‘Business before pleasure, but you do as you please,’ Crystal smiled back.
‘Look around, you’re a little dated for this crowd, this is my turf. You should stick to banging those Force agents your lot are so fond of. You really think you can compete with this package?’ Mikayla said her hands rubbing about her large firm impressive breasts. ‘Men love holding me, hard and supple at the same time, their hands clamped onto my firm ass as I sway and tease them into giving me what I want or me taking something from them. You have no chance here with that try too hard bikini and that ass of yours handing out. If you're into threesomes I suppose four hands could manage to cover your backside. Enjoy your evening of failure, you’re in my playground now and I’m never going to have an easier victory.’
‘Hence the M.I.L.F. agent moniker, but that never seems to get in the way of a successful mission. Putting it all out there is sometimes not the best strategy. Having a body is one thing, having the brains to know how to get the most out of it with respect to the mission is quite another matter. As for the Force agent remark, you sound a little envious,’ Crystal chimed back. ‘Now if you’ll excuse me I have a mission to complete. I wonder which one of these young men has the data stick, I know you don’t, that bikini of yours leaves no place to hide it. Take a lesson from an old woman and pin your hair up. I can insert the stick in there and you never know what weapon I might have concealed right now,’ the M.I.L.F. added making a faint with a hand toward her hair causing Mikayla to flinch and take a step back. ‘Enjoy the music and the drinks, work can always wait,’ Crystal added, making eye contact with a man, a smile and she was off.
‘Old Bitch. I need a drink,’ the Trident agent huffed, then hooked her arm around a passing guy turning him toward the bar.
Crystal grabbed a non alcoholic drink and began mixing about. Experience told her the drink was just a prop used as an introduction, by way of, what are you drinking? Her response was always some wonderful fruit juice of some kind and rum. She knew nobody cared, it gave her the opening to respond and with experience comes conversational skills and getting what you want.
Every now and then she cast an eye over to Mikayla, who always gravitated to the well cut physique men, not that there was anything wrong with that, if this wasn’t business, she’d take one out for a turn and if things worked out, turn him inside out on bed giving him a new appreciation of what an experienced mature women could do to a man in bed and other places. She smiled at the thought. ‘But this is business and moved on mingling.
‘Old crow will talk to anyone,’ Mikayla thought as she watched the M.I.L.F. through increasingly blurry eyes go around the bar, laughing and meeting people. ‘Always in a rush just enjoy the times, I can get any man I want and certainly not the ones she’s settling for,’ she thought as she accepted a drink, not too steadily from another hard bodied hunk.
‘Finally, I thought you’d never find me,’ her contact said.
‘Well there are a lot of men in here and it takes time. We found each other, that’s the main thing. Now listen closely, at the top of ponytail braid I wrapped my hair around a USB holder, all you have to do is insert the stick in there, but we need to make it look natural, a kiss would be perfect, a long nice slow one, people avert their eyes when this happens so we’ll go unnoticed. I’ll tap the back of your neck twice with one of my nails when I want you to do it. Now slip your arms around my neck and turn me about so I can see the crowd,’ Crystal instructed.
‘That was very pleasant and well executed,’ she smiled, the keycard to her hotel room finding pocket as she withdrew her arms from his waist. ‘High risk, high reward, for both of us she smiled. If you’re that good under this kind of pressure, I’m more than eager to find out what you're like under another kind of pressure,’ she smiled. I’ll be along in a little while, I just need to say goodbye to a colleague,’ Crystal smiled.
‘You’d think by now you’d have learned to hold your liquor and little better or have the smarts to understand the mission before the fun, but some spies are slow learners and then there’s you,’ Crystal said as she locked the door to the ladies washroom. ‘How many men do you think you can sleep with in one night, because there’s a whole troop of them out there that think you’re taking them home. In your condition I don’t think you could make it through one. You remind me of a Dead Kennedy’s song, Too drunk to fuck. I on the other hand have completed the mission, have the data and I’m not the aforementioned song title and my man is waiting so I’ll make this quick,’ Crystal smiled.
Mikayla took a wild swing and missed, her body spinning about like a lopsided top. Crystal took her measure then delivered a punch right to her pussy, followed by a double neck chop. Her arms slithered around the Trident agent's neck and tightened.
‘You’re up past your bedtime your lady. Time for you to go to sleep. Nighty Night sugar,’ the M.I.L.F. said, her arms cinching.
Mikayla’s eyes fluttered, her body went progressively more limp until she was out cold. Crystal backstepped, kicked open a stall door and placed her on the floor, her head draped inside the bowl but out of the water.
‘I hope Trident gives you a second chance,’ Crystal said, smacking Mikayla’s ass as she left. ‘That’s not as firm as you think it is,’ she added.
Two Players - Four Acts - Act 2
‘I think that might be the best use of your time,’ Mikayla said, creating a shadow over M.I.L.F. agent Crystal
as she sat at a table poolside. ‘You know the saying, I don’t have competition, I have opposition. Well, just
to be clear, even that doesn’t apply in this situation. So much so I’m going to tell you exactly how this entire
mission is going to go. When the target shows up this body is going to assume control, how, you may ask?
With this, my Sun Catcher Lotion. A pose in my hammock, that will be more than enough to attract him, then
I’ll unscrew the top and let the thick oil dribble out of the bottle in small drips building to a golden stream
that will run right down between my oh so firm beautifully large breasts that no man can resist, then out the
body of my top down my stomach on and over by more importantly into the bottoms. I’ll set the bottle aside
then begin caressing myself all over, ensuring I reach every corner and curve, my body twisting and
writhing, hips tilting and swaying all while I hold his gaze and he watches my arms and torso turn a
glistening golden dripping tone. Then I’ll pick up the bottle snake it up my legs from my knee to my thigh,
an amber river that my hands will then spread about my rock hard thighs, that leg raised high in the air so he
can watch my hands slither and snake up and down my calves, feet and toes, just a slight pull of the foot to
tense and tease my delicious calves, then repeat with the other leg.’
‘I sense there’s more coming, please don’t keep me in suspense,’ Crystal smiled.
Mikayla made a sour face but continued, mostly because she loved the image of herself she had created. ‘A simple slow screwing of the cap back on. I stand up and walk over to him, the intent very clear and we leave for his place where of course he has to have me. My lotion contains a truth serum, once it's fully absorbed into his skin after several sessions he’ll tell me how to get my hands on the data and victory will be mine. But don’t worry M.I.L.F. you’ll have had the pleasure of catching up on your reading while the real spy work is done by those it should be left to in the first place.,’ she laughed then caught something out of the corner of her eye. ‘It's showtime, and I’m the headliner. I’d say take notes, but what good would it do you if you haven’t got the equipment to compete with in the first place,’ Mikayla said and went off to her hammock.
Crystal paid her no mind, happy to have the chatter end and the sun back. She returned to her book but glanced up now and then from her curtained poolside cabana to watch the pantomime play out before her. She didn’t laugh or smirk, she just watched someone try and try to get the attention of someone who wasn't interested, even to the point of parading back and forth in front of the person using their body to move in unnatural ways to draw the eye.
‘Again and again, the very definition of insanity,’ Crystal mused as now other people were staring at the spectacle.
Short of taking off her bikini in front of him Mikayla tried everything and nothing worked.
‘He must by gay,’ she said in frustration and giving up grabbing her towel, snapping it in anger and leaving.
Crystal closed her book, well the dossier part about him written into the pages around a real novel, poured a drink, got up and walked over to him.
You look like you could use a drink, just iced tea, very refreshing,’ she said, letting the title of the book she was reading catch his eye, knowing he was a fan of the author, as the dossier said. ‘When you're finished just bring the glass over to my cabana, I’ll be there for a while. Mind the sun,’ she smiled walking away, her high cut and elegant one piece outlining her figure, again, chosen because the dossier said he liked a more sophisticated approach.
Crystal returned to her pseudo book and paid no more attention to the matter until a shadow crossed over her again, this time a welcome one. The M.I.L.F. agent took her time with him, but in due course they made their way to his room. She noted the laptop on the desk in passing before initiating the encounter with a very pleasing and promising kiss.
The M.I.L.F. agent knew all men really liked it when a woman took charge. For one, it meant they wanted to be on top, which all men love and two, it meant, but not always oral sex. Crystal had no intention of disappointing either hope, in fact she had planned for it. She left his lips, smiling as she did and kissed down his chest then with his anticipation high, she waited just a second before letting the fringes of her lips brush around his head, swelling him even further. He twitched and jerk, his hands caressing her hair, down her shoulders where gentle insistent pulls signalled he wanted her. A slightly longer tease then she came up his body minus one bangle that Crystal had placed around his cock. A kiss while she tiled and captured him a push and he was hers, then bangle activating on the thrust, its pulsing vibe immediately effective as his eyes glassed over.
‘Only temporary, I need the access code to your computer and any encrypted files, especially the ones on Project Avenir,’ she purred to him between kisses.
The M.I.L.F. agent left him for a second, took her second bangle, twisted it and inserted Flash Drive into his laptop. In little time she was back on top, both bangles back on her wrist and he deeply embedded in her. She left him very happy and satisfied, in truth she was also.
Crystal passed through the lobby on her way to the other side of the complex and her suite when she saw Mikayla.
‘I finished my book and the mission. How did your day go? I can’t say I have as good a tan as you, I’ll have to work on that. A word of advice, not that you’ll heed it, but learn about your target before you plan something. Less is not more and not all men want the same things in a woman. Enjoy the rest of your stay, my work is done here, very happily done I have to say.’
Two Players - Four Acts - Act Three
‘I had hoped we’d seen the last of each other, Trident Agent Mikayla.’ M.I.L.F. agent Crystal said as she
prepared to take the stairs up to her beach house.
‘You only wish bitch. I owe you, several times and now I’m here for payback only you’re not going to
like my method of payment.’ the confident agent retorted. 
‘I would have thought our last two encounters would dissuade you from further action or perhaps to consider
retraining of some kind, but there’s no dealing with stubborn willfulness,’ Crystal smiled.
‘It's exactly that youthfulness that’s going to give you the beating of a lifetime then when and only when I’m good and ready, the death, slow and painful, that you deserve. My body, so lethal with the male of the species, in or out of bed, so also deadly with the female. My combination of youth, the stamina that goes with that, obviously speed, especially against an older, much older women, such as you along with my vast knowledge of martial arts and ridiculous flexibility will make short work of you and then I have a special death planned for you, something involving my very firm hardbody, you know, the kind of body you maybe had once, a very long time ago,’ Mikayla smiled.
‘I notice you never mentioned experience. It's one thing to train, it's another to put it into action. I didn’t get to where I am in this game by luck. You should take that into consideration when you boast instead of rubbing your hands all over yourself, that’s what men and women, in this game, are for. You can’t be the object of your own desire. So do you want to reconsider and walk away or shall we get on with it, this is conversation and you are growing tiresome,’ Crystal added.
Mikayla got to her feet and tried a front kick.
‘Experience? You may want to reconsider that one,’ the M.I.L.F. agent smiled as Mikayla’s leg could not rise up due to her full length skirt.
Crystal delivered a stunning full extension spinning back heel kick, her leg way about her head, one beautiful tan leg stretched, tense and sexy slammed into the side of the Trident agent's head knocking her sideways. The foolish you agent lost her footing on the stairs, crashing to the floor and Crystal’s feet.
‘Another thing you may want to think about is fighting in heels, especially ones with that size heel, much too hard to balance, unless of course you’ve practised in them extensively, but then I’m old and well foolish me, I wore sandals to the beach today, so what do I know,’ Crystal explained as her bare foot connected with Mikayla’s pussy. ‘Hmm, no underwear and excited, one would think you're attracted to me or is it the fight that’s got you excited?’
Mikayla stumbled and wobbled about half bent over from the blow to the pussy when she felt a double chop to her neck that forced her upright directly into the face of Crystal whose hands found both sides of the agent’s neck pinching and paralysing her opponent from the neck down.
‘You see my dear, experience counts for a great deal. You make far too many basic mistakes to be an effective agent. It's not always the most sexual or beautiful agent who wins the day, those help, but it's the other things, the style, confidence, notice I didn't say overconfidence and above all, sophistication that gets the result you want. I don’t know why I’m even bothering explaining all this to you. Perhaps it would be better if you slept on it,’ the M.I.L.F. agent smiled as the pads of her fingers massaged critical points of Mikayla’s neck.
Have a good sleep my dear,’ Crystal said, watching the young woman’s eyelids flutter faster and faster, then her hazel eyes roll back in her head, her now limp body released from the pressure points, falling ragged to the floor.
Two Players - Four Acts - Act Four
‘Welcome back my dear, although I feel it may be short lived,’ Crystal smiled from across the room. ‘Oh,
don’t bother with struggling, I used a special hair spray to stick you to the wall and those nails of yours to
your sides. You know how we older ladies love our hair spray, makes us look perfect for those Cucumber
Sandwich lunches at the country club,’ she mocked.
Crystal could see the look of fear in Mikayla’s eyes. Slipping out of her chair she effortlessly undid her shorts letting them fall down her body as she walked. The M.I.L.F. stepped out of them without breaking stride then her green top came off just as fluidly, one hand trailing low as she released it to the floor.
‘That is lesson one. It's all in the presentation. Wasn’t that much more arousing to watch and so much more elegant than just tearing off your clothes. It gets the target off their game, all they think about is in and once that happens, well you let them, at your discretion of course, a little tease always helps and besides, once their in, your trap is sprung and death is whenever you want it,’ Crystal her hot breath and mouth mere inches from the Trident agents. A light kiss followed and Mikayla in spite of her best efforts and predicament felt her lips twitch back.
‘No sin in that my dear,’ Crystal smiled. ‘That’s what experience does for you,’ she added, turning and walking away, her nude body silhouetted in sunlight. ‘Speaking of that,’ she continued, picking up her phone. I received an email from Trident. Surprised, they sometimes use M.I.L.F. agents for terminations,’ she smiled and saw Mikayla’s eyes widen. ‘This one concerns you. Seems they don’t think you’re up to scratch, too many failures on missions and have authorised me to terminate you, by whatever means I choose.’
‘No, no please,’ Mikayla begged.
‘It's not up to me my dear, you created this situation and you can’t tell me you didn’t know what you were signing up for when you went to Trident. It was either going to be them or me, as you seemed to have an obsession with me, something I don’t share. You made it personal, something you can’t do in this business, so now here we are,’ she added, putting down the phone and walking back to Mikayla she picked something up along the way.
‘Please, please, how about I come to work for M.I.L.F., you could train me, be my mentor,’ the young agent begged.
‘You’re much too young to be a M.I.L.F. and Force would never want you,’ came the response.
‘Why, they took Cindy Krutzler and Hannah Wescott,’ she cried.
‘Those women already had proven and very deadly track records, you have none of their skills not to mention a dossier of success,’ Crystal said pressing herself against Mikayla.
‘Let me show you,’ the Trident agent said as she ground and swayed her body against Crystal’s, just as the M.I.L.F. had hoped. Mikayla swayed as best she could to ensure her electric youthful body would convince her foe to reconsider or perhaps even trap and kill her in her tits. It was however the M.I.L.F. who pressed home the advantage massaging the Trident agents tits with slow circles slowing then stopping the grinding as Mikayla gasped and moaned in delight her mouth begging to kissed by this vixen of a woman, Crystal was only too happy to do so, her lips moving closer and closer until a sudden thrust seized Mikayla and she was still, then the kiss came.
‘Orb Thrust, instantly paralysing,’ Crystal offered, slipping a single stocking around Mikayla’s neck and tying it. ‘Constriction stockings, only one, I’ll have to find another Trident agent for the other. Your plan to kill me with your tits, impressive as they are, was obvious. As my stocking tightens your head will slowly begin to fall. We can kiss until then, perhaps that will incentivise you to fight for a little longer. However, once it does fall it will be sealed in my, how would you say it, less than impressive pair, but I assure you just as deadly. Now once in you’ll have three ways to die. Strangulation, smother or neck snap, I haven’t decided yet,’ Crystal smiled. ‘Now, how about a kiss?’
