Meep ! Meep ! Meep !
My alarm went off as it always did at five thirty.
I groggily reached over and pounded on the doze button, practically breaking the alarm system clock.
I threw off my covers and lay there for a few minutes. I was completely defenseless, I never liked wearing apparel to bed and besides why should I ? I live in a tiny apartment by myself and it 's undecomposed for you to sleep naked. It lets the skin breathe.
I roll out of bed and walk to the bathroom.
I turn on the shower and waiting for the water to warm up up while I brush my teeth.
When the H2O 's warm I hop in the shower bath and begin washing my farseeing brownness hair.
I hum to myself as I scrub my dead body and shave my legs.
Then I get out of the exhibitioner, have some deep brown, put on my usual study suit, grab my bag and head out to my only mode of conveyance, my motorcycle, an all black custom built Suzuki.
It was worth more than anything I owned, even my apartment.
I slipped on my black helmet and pulled down the eyeshade which was tinted black to enshroud my identity.
I climbed onto my bike and started her up, the engine was pretty quiet, not passing loud like those Harley's.
I pulled out of my parking fleck in the back street and I was off to work.
I live on the outskirts of sunny L.A. but my office is mighty in downtown.
I work a desk job for an elite group sectionalisation of the F.B.I. It 's top secret and no citizens know about it, were called the Sniper Division.
I mostly just ratify stuff that needs to be signed, file reports and occasionally I get to help cut across down targets.
I 've been dreaming of the day I could become a real agent since I was sixteen and started interning for the Sniper naval division.
They almost did n't let me intern but my father was one of their best agents so they made an exception.
I 'm 20 now and have been waiting for that promotion for a recollective time.
I drive down an alley and deplumate up behind one of the dainty cabaret in town.
I park in my usual spot next to the dumpster and bump off my helmet and solecism on my sunglasses.
The bouncer standing at the back door eyes me carefully.
As I get closer he recognizes me and nods then he opens the door for me.
'' Thanks skirt. '' I say as I walk past him into the club.

Inside the club is dark except for the flash strobe lights and colored ignitor and all those former Christ Within.
The music is very loud.
This is the part I hate.
I shove through the saltation citizenry, being thrifty not to let anyone talk their drink on me.
Some drunk guy grab my arm.
'' Hey hotness ! '' He yells over the medicine.
I shove him away from me and into the bunch where he lands on some chick.
I walk past the bar.
'' Hey Steve. '' I say to the bartender.
'' Hey Ms. T ! '' He replies.
I smile at him as I push open the room access that says `` Employees Only '' that 's next to the bar and I walk inside.
The door shuts behind me and the music becomes faint and muted.
The room is the size of a modest press and completely dark.
'' T. '' I say to the darkness.
'' Voice realisation complete. '' Says a automatonlike female voice.
A blue light scan me.
'' Visual recognition complete. '' Says the robotic voice.
There are a few clicks and whirr and then I feel the level start to descend.
After a bit there is a ding and the wall in social movement of me slides undecided to reveal my office.
citizenry move this way and that. earphone ring.
hoi polloi talk.
I take off my shades and the sparkle is almost blinding.
I have to squint as I step forward to begin my day.
I walk by some of my co-workers.
'' hi Ms. T. '' Says the busty blonde girl as she walks by.
'' loose woman. '' I mutter under my breathing spell as I keep walking.
'' secure morning Ms. T. '' Says that nerdy looking girl.
'' Kiss up. '' I say to myself.
Why does my cubicle have to be all the way in the other side of the office ?
'' Hey T ! '' Yells that hippie guy who 's actually a pretty cool dude.
It was then I realized that I barely knew any of my colleague names except ...
'' T ! '' Someone yells behind me.
Edward.
Edward jogs up behind me and I turn around slowly, gritting my teeth.
I had been avoiding him since an office political party a brace days ago where I had been drunk and sucked him off in my cubicle.
He was a good looking eighteen year old with Joseph Black hair's-breadth that he tried to comb back but it always ended up messy and dazzling blue eyes.
Actually, I would n't listen fucking this kid.
'' Mr. Durns wants to see you. '' He says.
'' K, thanks. '' I say and start to turn away.
'' Hey wait ! '' He seize my hand and I yank away.
'' What ? '' I snap at him.
'' I wanted to speak to you..about the party ... '' He began but I cut him off.
'' You said Mr. Durns wants to see me ? I amend go. ''
I walk away as quickly as I can without it looking Weird. I throw my bag into my kiosk and head for the elevator nearby.
I hit the button and the lift doors open almost immediately.
I step inside and notice that Edward is trying to make a run to get on the elevator with me.
'' delay ! '' He calls out.
I press the door stopping point button and pretend not to note him.
I look down and slue on my sunglasses.
He reaches the lift but not fast enough and the room access close in his face.
I start zipping upward towards Mr. Durns government agency and I laugh.
Yes I know what you 're thinking, I 'm a bitch, that was mingy, but I do n't care it was priceless. Girls just got ta have fun.
I reached Mr. Durns function, which was actually in a secret room above the club, and the elevator doors opened with a ding.
Mr. Durns office was round, the color musical theme was moody red like line with atomic number 79 accents. There were no Windows, I had always thought that Mr. Durns office looked like somewhere you would shoot a erotica. Everything was so nice and elaborate.
Mr. Durns sat at his dark cerise desk looking me up and down. He was good looking too, he looked to offspring to be the foreman he could n't give birth been over twenty eight, he had blond hair combed back on his head and decent features plus his heftiness filled out his suit nicely.
Heck, I 'd fuck him too.
I removed my dark glasses and stepped inside his office.
The lift doors closed behind me and there was a foresighted silence.
'' That suit of clothes looks flattering on you. '' He said finally.
'' Saame goes for you. '' I say.
He smirks and motions to the red velvet couch.
'' Have a arse. ``
I start walking towards the couch.
'' Do n't heed if I do. ''
Mr. Durns stands and walks to his miniskirt bar.
'' Rum ? '' He asks.
'' I 'd love some. ``
He pours two ice and hands one to me.
Then he sits across from me in a different red velvet chair.
He keeps his eyes on me as he takes a sip of his rum.
I chug my stallion deoxyephedrine down in one gulp.
He smiles.
'' Do you know why I called you up here ? '' He asks as he swirls his rum in the glass.
'' No. '' I reply and set my now vacuous glass on the position table.
'' Well a fiddling birdie told me you were sucking our new employees cock at that party a brace days ago. ``
It takes a second for the new info to register.
'' Who told you that ? ! '' I blurt out.
'' That does n't matter now. What matters is I know you want to be an agentive role. Our agentive role are very obedient. Can you be obedient ? ``
I eye him skeptically.
'' Of course of instruction I can. ``
'' And you would do anything to make you 're dream come dependable ? ``
I think about it for a long moment.
'' I suppose so ... ''
'' That 's very good, I think we 'll work an agentive role out of you yet. '' He says grinning at me. `` Now why do n't you necessitate your hair down ? ``
I look at him for a minute. I notice the bulge in his suit and I realize what 's going to happen. Why he called me here. What he wants. And I think about it. Is my dwell my dream of becoming an agent worth it ? I come to the finis that hell yeah it is and besides he 's hot. Like I said before. I 'd make love him.
So I take my fuzz down and toss it around, mussing it up a little.
'' Whatever you say foreman. '' I say seductively.
He 's surprised by my sudden change in position but quickly over comes it and smiles a coy smile.
'' Very good. Now. I 'm going to ask you to dispatch your shirt. ``
I stand up and slowly unbutton my lawsuit letting it slowly slide off of me and onto the floor.
I 'm wearing a black lacy bra that barely covers my breasts.
'' Anything else you 'd like me to remove ? '' I say and flash him a devilish smile.
'' Oh yes, I 'm going to birth to quest that you remove those pants. ``
I turn around so I 'm no longer facing him and slowly deplumate down my pants, revealing my ass to him.
I bend over as I pull my bloomers further down my legs.
I take them off and toss them to the side leaving me in just my high heels thong and bra.
I spin back around and see that his hard-on has grown. I smile at him.
'' Anything else you 'd like boss ? ``
He stands up and feed his workforce down my sides stopping at my ass and giving it a squeeze.
'' You 're going to take in my peter you little slut. '' He whispers in my ear.
I nibble on his ear a moment before dropping to my knees and undoing his swath.
While I work on getting down his pants he takes off his cause jacket and under shirt.
I pull off his shoes and socks and then his pants.
He stands in his boxers before me.
I kiss his crotch all over and rub his cock through the fabric.
He grabs me by my fuzz and forces me to search at him.
'' Suck it. Now. ``
'' Yes sir. ``
I pull down his boxers and his cock springs out at me, pre cum dripping from the tip.
I lick up the pre cum and gently tug at his balls.
'' Good strumpet. '' He says to me.
I squeeze his glob harder. I do n't like being called slut. But I ca n't tell him. I need to be an agent. I want it so bad. I 've worked so hard.
I slip his cock in my mouth but I ca n't get it in all the way.
'' take up it all. '' He says as he forces more of his stopcock down my pharynx.
I gag a little but I am able to withdraw him cryptic and I start to suck.
I suck harder and faster until I feel his shaft starting to thrill and I know he 's going to cum.
'' Ah. Ah ! AH ! Ahhh. Hmm. ``
He cums in my oral fissure and the warm goo shoots down my throat.
He grabs my psyche again and overstretch me off his cock.
'' That 's a good missy. '' He says. `` Now stand up. And bend over the couch. ``
I do as he says and grip the couch.
He comes up behind me and thwack my ass.
'' You like that slut ? ``
He smacks my ass again.
'' Yes sir ! ``
'' That 's good. That 's very thoroughly. ``
He smacks my ass one more prison term and then pulls down my scanty and slides his peter into my dripping wet pussy.
He slides in and out of me fast and hard.
'' I want to screw you up the ass. Would you let me ? Would you be a expert picayune female child ? ``
I hesitate.
'' You want that advancement do n't you ? '' He half enquire half warns.
'' Yes sir, I 'd let you sleep together me up the ass. ``
I can feel him smirk as he pulls out.
He rubs the tip of his cock around my arsehole and then push button slowly at commencement and then rams into me.
'' Fuck ! '' I cry out.
He starts sliding in and out of my ass faster then I though possible.
'' ass ! Fuck ! Fuck ! '' I cried out with every thrust.
I gripped the sofa harder with one hand and the early I slid between my leg to work my clit.
My `` screwing '' turned into loud moan as he kept pounding me.
I felt his grip on my pelvic girdle get crocked and tighter and his moans get louder and louder as he got closer to climax.
'' Oh fuuuuuuck ! '' I moaned as I came.
He slapped my ass right hand before he shot his load trench in my tight little asshole.
He pulled out of me and cum dripped from my pussy and ass.
He grabs me and turns me around and rips off my bra.
Then he picks me up and carries me to the desk and lays me on it.
He rips off my panties which were still around my ankles.
He climbs over me and with out warning he forces his cock into my pussy.
'' Mmmmm fuuuck. '' I moan as he starts fucking me again. Slow at first-class honours degree and then faster and faster.
juice flowed from my puss and onto the desk all over some garbled papers. He fucked me harder then anyone ever had in my life story. My tits bounced everywhere.
'' aaaaah yess fuuuck. '' I moaned louder and louder.
Which only encouraged him to go faster.
I heard the elevator ding and Mr. Durns looked up from my bouncing tits.
'' Hello Edward. '' He said but did n't intercept fucking me.
Duke of Windsor ? Oh red cent.
For some reason it turned me on even more to think that he was watching and I came.
'' oh. oh. Oh. OH. OH ! YES ! screwing ! '' I cried out and started bucking my hips.
Mr. Durns pulled out and started jolt over my convulsing body.
Very soon he was shooting his cum all over my tits, belly, and face.
I settled down from my orgasm and quickly looked over at the elevator. Edward was gone. But he had seen me. Getting fucked. By my boss. I prayed he would n't tell.
Mr. Durns had reached into drawer and pulled out a Au badge which he tossed on my cum covered chest.
I picked it up and looked at it. `` Agent 13 '' it read.
'' praise. '' Mr. Durns said. `` You 've earned it. Now please. Get curry and leave. My wife will be arriving soon. ``

The elevator room access opened to my office, well, my ex function seeing how I 'd just been promoted.
I went to my carrel and started packing my things.
I 'd be moving down a floor to where the agents sometimes spent their loose meter between training sessions.
Edward came up behind me.
'' What the fuck was that about ? '' He whispered angrily.
Then he caught a coup d'oeil of my badge.
'' I guess you were n't kidding when you said you 'd do anything to become an federal agent. '' He said.
I turned on him.
'' Listen ! You ca n't tell anyone ok ? I did n't want to I had too. ``
He scowls. `` You did n't HAVE to do anything. ``
'' Yes I did, someone told him about me sucking your dick at the party, we could possess both lost our jobs, getting promoted was just a bonus ! ``
He was silent a while.
'' You could still unleash your job. '' He said and walked away.
'' That trivial fucker. '' I muttered.
I turned around and there was the sonsie blonde.
'' I heard you got promoted ! Congratulations ! We should throw a party and celebrate. '' She said enthusiastically.
'' No. No more parties. They 've gotten me in enough worry. '' I said rather grouchily.
She looked confused but shrugged and walked away.
And with that I packed the relief of my affair, fastened my badge inside my wooing jacket and headed for the elevator.
As the lift descended I thought about it. I was living my dream. I was an agent.
I was agent 13.





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