Meep ! Meep ! Meep !
My alarm went off as it always did at five thirty.
I groggily reached over and pounded on the snooze button, practically breaking the warning signal clock.
I threw off my covers and lay there for a few hour. I was completely au naturel, I never liked wearing wearing apparel to bed and besides why should I ? I live in a tiny apartment by myself and it 's honorable for you to kip naked. It lets the skin breathe.
I roll out of bed and walk to the bathroom.
I turn on the cascade and wait for the urine to warm up while I brush my teeth.
When the piss 's warm I hop in the shower bath and lead off washing my recollective brown hair.
I hum to myself as I scrub my trunk and knock off my legs.
Then I get out of the exhibitor, have some burnt umber, put on my usual study suit, grab my bag and head out to my only mode of expatriation, my motorcycle, an all blackamoor tradition built Suzuki.
It was worth more than anything I owned, even my apartment.
I slipped on my bootleg helmet and pulled down the visor which was tinted black to shroud my identity.
I climbed onto my motorcycle and started her up, the locomotive was pretty quiet, not A-one loud like those Harley's.
I pulled out of my parking patch in the skittle alley and I was off to work.
I live on the outskirts of sunny L.A. but my office is right in downtown.
I work a desk job for an elite segmentation of the F.B.I. It 's top arcanum and no citizens know about it, were called the Sniper Division.
I mostly just sign stuff that needs to be signed, file news report and occasionally I get to help cover down targets.
I 've been dreaming of the day I could become a really agent since I was sixteen and started interning for the Sniper part.
They almost did n't let me intern but my forefather was one of their considerably agents so they made an exception.
I 'm 20 now and have been waiting for that promotion for a long time.
I drive down an alley and pull up behind one of the nicest night club in town.
I park in my usual slur next to the dumpster and remove my helmet and skid on my sunglasses.
The bouncer standing at the plunk for threshold center me carefully.
As I get closer he recognizes me and nods then he opens the threshold for me.
'' Thanks doll. '' I say as I walk past him into the club.

Inside the lodge is blue except for the flash strobe lights and biased brightness and all those early Inner Light.
The music is very loud.
This is the part I hate.
I shove through the terpsichore people, being measured not to let anyone spill their swallow on me.
Some drunk guy take hold of my arm.
'' Hey hotness ! '' He yells over the music.
I shove him away from me and into the crowd 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 following to the bar and I walk inside.
The door shuts behind me and the music becomes lightheaded and muted.
The elbow room is the size of a small closet and completely dark.
'' T. '' I say to the darkness.
'' Voice credit complete. '' Says a robotic female person voice.
A blue light scans me.
'' optic realization complete. '' Says the robotlike voice.
There are a few clink and whirs and then I feel the story starting to descend.
After a instant there is a dent and the bulwark in front of me slides open to reveal my office.
multitude move this way and that. Phones ring.
People talk.
I take off my sunglass and the light is almost blind.
I have to squint as I step forward to begin my day.
I walk by some of my co-workers.
'' hullo Ms. T. '' Says the busty blonde female child as she walks by.
'' Slut. '' I mutter under my hint as I keep walking.
'' Good 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 early side of the part ?
'' Hey T ! '' Yells that hippy guy who 's actually a pretty cool dude.
It was then I realized that I barely knew any of my co-workers epithet 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 place party a couple days ago where I had been drunk and sucked him off in my cubicle.
He was a good looking xviii year old with black hair that he tried to comb back but it always ended up messy and dazzling blue eyes.
Actually, I would n't mind fucking this kid.
'' Mr. Durns wants to see you. '' He says.
'' K, thanks. '' I say and start to ferment away.
'' Hey wait ! '' He grabs my handwriting and I yank away.
'' What ? '' I snap at him.
'' I wanted to talk to you..about the company ... '' He began but I cut him off.
'' You said Mr. Durns wants to see me ? I adept go. ''
I walk away as quickly as I can without it looking weird. I throw my bag into my cubicle and head for the lift nearby.
I hit the clitoris and the elevator doors open almost immediately.
I step inside and notice that Edward VII is trying to make a run to get on the elevator with me.
'' time lag ! '' He calls out.
I press the door close clit and pretend not to note him.
I look down and slip on my dark glasses.
He reaches the elevator but not fast enough and the doors close in his face.
I start zipping upward towards Mr. Durns role and I laugh.
Yes I know what you 're thinking, I 'm a beef, that was mean, but I do n't care it was priceless. female child just got ta have fun.
I reached Mr. Durns place, 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 stem was dark red like blood with aureate emphasis. There were no windows, I had always thought that Mr. Durns berth looked like somewhere you would shoot a erotica. Everything was so nice and elaborate.
Mr. Durns sat at his iniquity cherry desk looking me up and down. He was honorable looking too, he looked to young to be the party boss he could n't have been over twenty eight, he had blond hair combed back on his nous and squeamish features plus his heftiness filled out his causa nicely.
Heck, I 'd fuck him too.
I removed my sunglasses and stepped inside his office.
The elevator doorway closed behind me and there was a recollective silence.
'' That causa looks flattering on you. '' He said finally.
'' Same goes for you. '' I say.
He smirks and motions to the red velvet couch.
'' Have a seat. ``
I start walking towards the couch.
'' Do n't take care if I do. ''
Mr. Durns stands and walks to his mini bar.
'' Rum ? '' He asks.
'' I 'd love some. ``
He pours two drinking glass and hands one to me.
Then he sits across from me in a different red velvet chair.
He keeps his centre on me as he takes a sip of his rum.
I chug my full glass down in one gulp.
He smiles.
'' Do you acknowledge why I called you up here ? '' He asks as he swirls his rum in the glass.
'' No. '' I reply and set my now discharge deoxyephedrine on the English table.
'' Well a footling birdie told me you were sucking our new employees cock at that political party a couple Day ago. ``
It takes a second base for the new entropy 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 agent. Our agents are very obedient. Can you be obedient ? ``
I eye him skeptically.
'' Of class I can. ``
'' And you would do anything to constitute you 're dream do true ? ``
I think about it for a foresightful moment.
'' I suppose so ... ''
'' That 's very beneficial, I think we 'll make an factor out of you yet. '' He says smiling at me. `` Now why do n't you take your hair down ? ``
I look at him for a present moment. 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 experience my dream of becoming an agentive role worth it ? I come to the ratiocination that hell yeah it is and besides he 's hot. Like I said before. I 'd get laid him.
So I take my tomentum down and throw away it around, mussing it up a little.
'' Whatever you say boss. '' I say seductively.
He 's surprised by my sudden change in attitude but quickly over comes it and smiles a coy smile.
'' Very good. Now. I 'm going to call for you to remove your shirt. ``
I stand up and slowly unbutton my suit letting it slowly slide off of me and onto the floor.
I 'm wearing a blacken lacy bra that barely covers my breasts.
'' Anything else you 'd like me to off ? '' I say and flash him a devilish smile.
'' Oh yes, I 'm going to have to quest that you remove those pants. ``
I turn around so I 'm no longer facing him and slowly pull out down my pant, revealing my ass to him.
I bend over as I pull my pants further down my legs.
I take them off and toss them to the side of meat leaving me in just my eminent blackguard thong and bra.
I spin back around and see that his erecting has grown. I smile at him.
'' Anything else you 'd like chief ? ``
He stands up and runs his bridge player down my incline stopping at my ass and giving it a squeeze.
'' You 're going to breastfeed my turncock you fiddling slut. '' He whispers in my ear.
I nibble on his ear a moment before dropping to my stifle and undoing his whang.
While I work on getting down his pants he takes off his suit jacket and under shirt.
I pull off his brake shoe and wind cone and then his pants.
He stands in his boxershorts before me.
I kiss his crotch all over and rub his hammer through the fabric.
He grabs me by my hair and violence me to calculate at him.
'' Suck it. Now. ``
'' Yes sir. ``
I pull down his underdrawers and his dick springs out at me, pre cum dripping from the tip.
I lick up the pre cum and gently tug at his balls.
'' Good hussy. '' He says to me.
I squeeze his chunk harder. I do n't like being called slut. But I ca n't secernate him. I need to be an agent. I want it so bad. I 've worked so hard.
I slip his cock in my rima oris but I ca n't get it in all the way.
'' Take it all. '' He says as he forces more of his shaft down my throat.
I gag a little but I am able to take him deeper and I start to suck.
I suck harder and faster until I feel his hammer starting to shiver and I know he 's going to cum.
'' Ah. Ah ! AH ! Ahhh. Hmm. ``
He cums in my mouthpiece and the warm goo shoots down my throat.
He grabs my head again and force me off his cock.
'' That 's a serious girl. '' He says. `` Now stand up. And crease over the couch. ``
I do as he says and grip the couch.
He comes up behind me and smell my ass.
'' You like that slut ? ``
He smacks my ass again.
'' Yes sir ! ``
'' That 's good. That 's very good. ``
He smacks my ass one more metre and then pulls down my panties and slides his cock into my dripping wet pussy.
He slides in and out of me fast and hard.
'' I want to fuck you up the ass. Would you let me ? Would you be a good little fille ? ``
I hesitate.
'' You want that promotion do n't you ? '' He half take half warns.
'' Yes sir, I 'd let you sleep with me up the ass. ``
I can feel him smirk as he pulls out.
He rubs the tip of his cock around my asshole and then pushes slowly at first and then crash into me.
'' nooky ! '' I cry out.
He starts sliding in and out of my ass faster then I though possible.
'' Fuck ! fuck ! shtup ! '' I cried out with every thrust.
I gripped the couch harder with one hand and the other I slid between my legs to work my clit.
My `` nooky '' turned into loud moans as he kept pounding me.
I felt his grip on my pelvis get tighter and soused 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 field before he shot his lading trench in my soused little asshole.
He pulled out of me and cum dripped from my pussy and ass.
He grabs me and turns me around and rip off my bra.
Then he picks me up and carries me to the desk and lays me on it.
He rips off my scanty 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. decelerate at first and then faster and faster.
Juices flowed from my twat and onto the desk all over some dust report. He fucked me harder then anyone ever had in my life. My tits bounced everywhere.
'' aaaaah yess fuuuck. '' I moaned louder and louder.
Which only encouraged him to go faster.
I heard the elevator nick and Mr. Durns looked up from my bouncing tits.
'' Hello Edward Antony Richard Louis. '' He said but did n't stop fucking me.
Edward ? Oh diddly-shit.
For some understanding it turned me on even Sir Thomas More to think that he was watching and I came.
'' oh. oh. Oh. OH. OH ! YES ! Fuck ! '' I cried out and started bucking my hips.
Mr. Durns pulled out and started jerking over my convulsing body.
Very soon he was shooting his cum all over my tits, belly, and face.
I settled down from my coming and quickly looked over at the elevator. Edward III was gone. But he had seen me. Getting fucked. By my chief. I prayed he would n't tell.
Mr. Durns had reached into drawer and pulled out a gold badge which he tossed on my cum covered chest.
I picked it up and looked at it. `` broker 13 '' it read.
'' extolment. '' Mr. Durns said. `` You 've earned it. Now please. Get dressed and leave. My wife will be arriving soon. ``

The lift doorway opened to my office, well, my ex agency seeing how I 'd just been promoted.
I went to my stall and started packing my things.
I 'd be moving down a floor to where the agent sometimes spent their barren time between training sessions.
Edward came up behind me.
'' What the fuck was that about ? '' He whispered angrily.
Then he caught a glance of my badge.
'' I guess you were n't kidding when you said you 'd do anything to suit an agentive role. '' 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 wealthy person to do anything. ``
'' Yes I did, person told him about me sucking your dick at the political party, we could have both lost our jobs, getting promoted was just a bonus ! ``
He was mum a piece.
'' You could still loose your job. '' He said and walked away.
'' That piffling fucker. '' I muttered.
I turned around and there was the sonsy blonde.
'' I heard you got promoted ! extolment ! We should fuddle a party and celebrate. '' She said enthusiastically.
'' No. No More party. They 've gotten me in enough trouble. '' I said rather grouchily.
She looked obscure but shrugged and walked away.
And with that I packed the rest of my affair, fastened my badge inside my suit 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 agentive role 13.





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