Ain't that a kick in the head

Tina hoped it was enough as she kissed him, her lips dancing, never pressing,

that was a mistake rookie agents made and she had too many notches in her

lipstick case for that.

‘That’s another notch,’ she smiled an air of triumph in her voice as her arms

loosened while watching the guard's eyes glass over, then close, his body

falling away from hers.

‘Just enough left on my lips to dispatch you in a pleasanter way than you probably deserved honey.  Unfortunately, that’s the end of my poisonous lipstick, now it will just have to be something more blunt,’ Adele Mason smiled as she stepped over his dead body.

‘I don’t know why I accept these freelance missions, well, actually I do, if I’m honest with myself.  I miss the action,even if it could get killed and this looks like it’s going to provide both.’

Adele Mason, semi-retired spy, straightened her catsuit and flexed her body, snapping a few kicks over her head with each leg as she prepared for the battle ahead of her.  So far she’d managed to neutralise the outlying sentries with her lipstick and that last one.  Her nails had taken care of the others.

‘I hope this data Force wants is worth all this fuss,’ Adele questioned, slipping inside a side door to the jungle enclave Trident had and snaking along the wall of the narrow twisting tunnel.  She came to a break off hallway, the one she needed, a quick peek spied the door to the control room.  Adele danced nimbly down the hall, a silent predator.

‘Let’s see if one of these passcards I removed from the flunkies works,’ she smiled, trying one card, then another until she ran out of cards.  ‘Guess it's the old fashion way,’ she smiled, rapping hard on the steel door then listening, a smile coming across her face as she heard footfalls.

As Adele expected the intercom attached to the door locked asked who it was in a stern voice.  Adele knew from her examination coming along the hallway that there were no cameras.

‘I was sent by the base commander or whatever he likes to call himself as well,’ and here she leaned in close to the speaker and lowered her voice.  ‘As a kind of reward for, well this place, its location and your duty.  Working for Trident may not pay all that well, but it can have its fringe benefits, me being one.  Now what do you say, you open that door and we can both discharge our duties to each other,’ her voice low and sultry practically purred with lurid suggestion.  

Adele had no idea if there was more than one, but she , as always, was ready.  The door opened and there she was smiling, her slim catsuited body bending just a touch to one side with her hands behind her back pushing her pert breasts outward even more.  

‘I see I’m going to have to turn that frown upside down while I turn you inside out,’ she smiled, pursing her lips into a kiss while eyes glanced about to see if he was alone, which he was.  ‘Aw, don’t look disappointed young man.  I can assure you I’ll put a smile on your face, more than once.  Remember, older agents are around for a reason, we’re good and that extends to a great many areas,’ she said walking in, turning about then putting her arms around his neck, one hand pushing the door shut.  ‘We don’t need an audience,’ she added before driving a knee into his sack followed by a hand swiftly cupping it and squeezing hard, her free hand pinching his neck with her nails into specific nerve endings.

‘I also don’t want you to scream and alert any of your friends.  Good, you left everything unlocked, makes my job that much faster.  As for you, well I’m afraid our little rendezvous and you are canceled,’ she smiled as her wrist turned his sack 90 degrees.

Adele watched as his eyes rolled over white, his lids flickering then saying open with the surprised look they all had.  She tossed him to the side, then moved to the bank of consoles pulling off an earring and inserting the end into a USB port. She watched as the diamond diodes on the jewellery flickered as the program inside began to work.  When one light went green she allowed herself a satisfied smile removed and replaced her earring to her ear, then turned to leave.

She listened at the door then slowly opened it and reversed her course.  She turned the corner at the end of the corridor toward the exit when she came face to face with a guard who towered over her.

‘They certainly do grow them large in Trident,’ Adele said, her voice suggestive then pushed up and kissed him, pulling away with a smile.  ‘How about another?’ before her willowy right leg swept up in front of her and smashed into his jaw.  ‘Some kisses you feel in different ways,’ she added, following up with a kick to his nuts, doubling him over.

Adele removed her other earring this time, pulled the stem, a metal wire emerging.  She wrapped it around his neck then twisted her light frame across his bent over back and crossed her arms as she landed, pulling him toward her and down to his knees one of her knees braced between his shoulder blades and she pulled.  He was dead in seconds, the wire having crushed and cut his windpipe.  The spy released one hand, watched the wire spool back into her earring, replaced the fashion accessory to her ear and disappeared down the tunnel and out into the jungle.

She knew she was safe in the jungle.  Too many shadows and places to hide.  Now it's just back to the beach, my paddle board and small excursion on the water to my boat parked out beyond their ability to see.  If all goes well, by morning I’ll be there then back to civilization and my report.’

Adele made her way out to sea. Cleaned herself up exchanging her catsuit for a one piece then piloted the boat back to the mainland and made her way to report.

Adele loved the mission, but she detested the getting there and the coming back, especially being cooped up on an airplane.  ‘No matter if it's business class or above, it's still confined,’ she thought to herself.  ‘Luckily, there’s a reward waiting for me at the end of this, my latest adventure.’

She picked up her beloved 1967 Sunbeam Tiger from the airport parking garage and was on her way letting the V8 stretch itself on the country roads, her hands expertly working the stick taking the engine up and down in rev’s as she cornered down and shifted up in the straights.  ‘Year’s of practice,’ she smiled at the thought connection to her career.

She turned sharply up a lane then through a gate pulling up in front of a large

Georgian Manor House, Bromfield House.

Adele left the car at the front entrance, her feet dancing up the granite steps, the key already in her hands.  Up the centre hall wide staircase she went, to the left, then down the hall to the bedroom, where her clothes came off, her ageless body stretched willingly, happy to finally be free and active again.  A vigorous set of routines sheened her lithe form in a little gel of perspiration.  Concluded, she headed for the shower.

‘Right on time, as always,’ Adele smiled from her perch.  

‘Back safe and sound from your latest escapade, Sir Wallace Claridge,’ said as

he eyed her up.

‘Don’t I always, that’s why you requested me.  That and the fringe benefits of course,’ Adele smiled as she slipped off the dresser, her shirt riding up just to the danger point then down again to just below her paradise as she walked toward him.

The spy was blessed with legs that look equally delectable in heels or not.  Today the soft padding of her bare feet made no sound as she crossed the hardwood floor and stood close to him, her hand reaching up and removing an earring, placing it on the table next to him.

‘Force thinks they got all the data, but my USB/Transmitter earring only sent part of it.  Enough to fool them into believing they got it all.  What’s left completes the puzzle and is certainly worth more than all the other bits they have,’ she purred, her eyes locked on his with a satisfied and very hungry smile, that she transferred into a soft kiss, before walking past him over to the bedside table.

‘We can celebrate our victory, first with a drink.  I chilled the champagne I liberated from your drinks collection,’ she smiled, while pulling back a corner of the covers on the bed, then picking up the two glasses and offering him one.

‘To the successful completion of our mission,’ Adele smiled as they clinked glasses and drank.

She watched him down his very quickly while she sipped hers.

‘The basic white shirt works its magic again,’ she thought.  ‘Careful, that stuff goes right to your head,’ she smiled, her hand swathing about the outside of his pants.  ‘You see, it already has,’ Adele said softly as she took his glass from him and set them down on the bedside table then folded into his arms for a series of kisses, his arms crinkling for shirt.

‘Goodness,’ she said, stepping back to look at her shirt.  ‘I hope you can muss me up the same way,’ as she watched him undress and get into bed.

The spy waited until his eyes were on her.  Years of experience had taught her men loved to watch a woman undress, peeling back the layers until what emerged was beyond words to describe.

‘Would you look at that, a button on the shirt is missing,’she said, as her shoulder slumped a little letting the shirt slip from her body to the floor in a slow tantalising motion.  Adele slipped herself into bed and on top of him just as slowly and purposefully, positioning herself against his hard cock so she couldn’t be impaled as they kissed, her lips dazzling.

His hands explored her thin waist, slim hips and the wonderfully lethal curves she’d used throughout her long and incredible career.

Adele held herself tight to him as they kissed, his throbbing and twitching appendage against her thigh telling her he was ready after a while and so was she.  The seductress loosened her arms and pulled up her body, her hands on either side of him as her hips rose and arched forward catching his stem in a slow upright pull as she readied to envelope him, his tip just touching her paradise as his eyes widened in expectation.  

‘You know that missing button really is a mystery.  I know it was there when I put the shirt on,’ Adele smiled.  ‘Perhaps, you know where it ended up?,’ she smiled knowingly then quickly kissed him before rolling off of him onto her side,a finger tipping his head to look at her.

‘You know now,’ she smiled her lips inches from his, her hot breath accelerating his heart.  ‘Inside you.  Dissolved in your champagne.  Normally, if you were an enemy agent I would do one of three things so we could conclude our business on a pleasant nature, professional to professional.  One I’d take your stem in my hands and softly relieve you, a pleasant way to go, mixing in kisses they fade away.  Two, seize you and my mouth and coddle you feeling the energy among other things leave your body.  Three, impale myself and give you a sweet goodbye.  But, I’m getting a tad ahead of myself.  That information I send you, all false data, worthless. The real data is stored on my earring.  While I was uploading the real data, my earring was simultaneously sending you the false data. Lady Hamilton figured it out from the start what you were up to, you do move in the same circles.  You knew what she did because of your friends in the government so it was always simple you’d go to her suggesting she send an agent to complete the mission and keep the UK out of it should any fallout occur.  You must have been delighted when she suggested using me, an outsider, even more distance and deniability for you,’ Adele, her voice a hot breath of triumph.

Adele slipped out of bed, turned her head over her shoulder to look at him a final time.

‘Take a last look.  I will grant you that courtesy,’ she smiled.