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Undercover Ch. 01

By: Ada Stuart





Undercover Ch. 01



Danny didn't get many perks in his line of work, but after 9 years in his current role he seemed to be finally getting some perks as he sank back in the deep leather chair of the Hyatt Hotel in Amsterdam sipping his favourite single malt whisky from a crystal tumbler. The bar tender was skilled enough to know he wasn't a yank and so hadn't corrupted the malt with either ice or water.

Yes Danny could get used to this lifestyle as he looked around the bar playing his favourite game of people watching. He had over the years developed this game into a life skill as in his line of work his life could in the next few minutes depend on how he read people at any time day or night. Danny casually cast his eyes around the room, firstly and naturally looking for threats and after two laps of the room he saw none. This meant that on the third lap he eyes could enjoy the game of people watching and turn it into a sport of guessing, nay, dead reckoning, which businessman was here with his wife, his secretary, or a 'companion' rented over the phone for the evening and possibly to warm the businessman's bed for the rest of the night.

Danny enjoyed the game for 20 minutes while he nursed and enjoyed his malt and waited for his meeting. Danny's relaxed posture would fool the untrained eye, but those in the profession of daily survival in a hostile world might recognise another professional who sat with his back to the wall near the fire exit while being able to see the main entrance, the lifts and preferably any cars arriving. Danny had 20 years experience as a Policeman, and 9 of those had been spent working in Europe as the English liaison in various roles as part of the Euro Police force. For the last three years he had been specialising in people trafficking which was making a huge impact on the UK. The UK had a new growth in prostitution fed by a never ending stream of girls from Eastern Europe. In addition to this there was a market in human slaves which was more specialist than 'simple' human trafficking. That was why Danny was sitting in a posh hotel tonight waiting for a meeting that had taken three months hard work to bring to fruition. The malt whiskey wasn't just a perk it was a means of appearing relaxed while his body remained ready to explode into action at the first sign of trouble.

A BMW paused briefly to offload two gents that looked like heavy protection with searching eyes that immediately checked out the entrance before they entered. After clearing the lobby they moved through to the bar and their eyes remained on Danny a second or two longer than anyone else in the bar.

'Show time,' thought Danny in a corny line from some film or other. The heavies settled in strategic locations in a 'relaxed' manner but ready for instant action. Danny signalled for a refill and had another casual look around updating his tactical situation.

Ten minutes later the night's main event started with the arrival of a top of the range Merc and the heavies sitting up more erect in their seats. Danny took a final sip of his malt to wet his lips that had suddenly become incredibly dry. An eastern European well dressed guy in his late forties entered the lobby flanked by two more heavies and these had open coats suggesting they were packing some fire power. Behind them Danny could make out the shape of a woman's legs but the three bodies moving in front blocked his view. The two heavies remained in the lobby watching the main entrance and the lifts as the target, code named 'Trader" entered the bar followed by his woman, still walking out of sight behind him.

Danny slowly stood, looking relaxed, and stepped forward with his hand extended, "Good evening Mr Pritak, it is good to meet you."

"Mr Evans, we finally meet, and I hope we can do some business together."

"Care for a drink while we discuss opportunities for both our organisations?" Danny offered as he directed Pritak to a chair. 

After doing so Danny swung his head to take in Pritak's woman for the first time. It took all of Danny's self control to stay totally impassive, not to alter his breathing, and not to swear under his breath as he came face to face with his ex-wife Sandra for the first time in the five years since their divorce.

Sandra twitched her eyes side to side to wave him off. Danny's survival instinct kicked in immediately and despite much massed anger he knew now wasn't the time to take her head off for the years of heartache she had put him and their two kids through. Danny took her hand, bowed and kissed her hand, "A pleasure," he said pleasantly as he guided her towards a chair alongside Pritak.

They ordered drinks and waited until the waiter was out of earshot before they started discussing business.

Twenty minutes later Danny was the proud new owner of three Russian 'virgins' to be used in his UK prostitution business. The exchange would be handled by underlings for both parties and the girls moved across to the UK to be 'broken in' for their new profession by three unknown high powered business who would pay to dollar so to speak for deflowering three young virgins in their own perverted way. After that the newly trained 'pros' would be offered up on the web for hire through one of his escort agencies in one of the many UK cities that were enjoying a growth in prostitution. This would show to Pritak that Evans was a successfully new businessman in the new era of European business empires.

In reality the three girls would be re-housed by the UK government in secret and given training in a new trade that wouldn't require any form of deflowering.

Pritak finished his drink, said he looked forward to doing more business in the future before standing to escort Sandra out, with his heavies forming up around him casually. The cars pulled up as soon as he stepped through the front doors and took him away.

Danny called for a coffee to unwind and keep an eye open for any tail or surprises. Half an hour later he had what appeared to be a leisurely stroll through the city whilst checking for a tail or any other interested parties. Finally he entered his hotel and checked his tell tales on his door before entering his room and firing up his encrypted computer. The main question to his support team was "What the fuck is Sandra doing involved with the target?" He knew he wouldn't get an answer tonight and probably wouldn't until he got back to a secure location in the UK. Danny got into bed and finally slept well after going through his usual relaxation ritual to bleed off the stress of his profession.

Two months later and this time it was a hotel in Budapest to meet Pritak, his four heavies, and Sandra. But this time Danny was fully informed that his ex wife & policewoman had moved from the uniform branch into undercover. That still didn't mean that Danny hated her guts any less after she had fucked about with a senior officer whilst they had both been in the same county police force.

Danny tried to put this hatred to one side as he negotiated the purchase of a further 20 virgins. He needed to focus, his life depended on it. After the deal was done and Danny had run his evasion routine, it took him an extra half an hour to bleed off the stress, not all of it from the meeting. As he lay in bed he remembered the hard times after he found out Sandra was shagging around and he was none the wiser until she left him and the kids. Danny remembered with building anger the years spent trying to balance his developing career with the education and growth of his kids. They were now at Uni and this allowed him to do the depth of undercover work that he was now doing. In his mind he wondered if Sandra's undercover work was giving her rewards that included more shagging, jewellery and gifts from Pritak. These thoughts now meant he needed an extra ten minutes to unwind again before falling into a restless sleep where he dreamt of Sandra in her uniform shagging the Senior officer across the end of his desk; Sandra's face sliding on the desk as he rammed into her behind, her eyes gazing at the photo of his own wife and three kids.

The transfer of the 20 girls in the dark streets just outside Hull docks didn't go as planned. The money was just about to be exchanged when the armed offender's squad burst into the warehouse quickly followed by a dog team and thirty other officers. Surprisingly Danny's team managed to evade the officers and escape with the money. Pritak's three guys were pinned by the red lasers of the armed officers and then didn't part up any resistance as they were helped face down on the oily concrete floor and cuffed before being driven to the local police station for questioning along with the girls. The girls told the officers everything they knew which wasn't much as they hadn't seen much on their long journey from the east. Pritak's men knew better than to answer or nod as their lives' would be instantly forfeit. They had all seen Pritak viciously murder men & women who he deemed to have let him down. None of the victims died a quick or painless death. In fact all died screaming for their mothers as their lives were brutally cut short in pools of their own blood.

Two days later the meeting was in Zurich which each businessman deemed as neutral territory as the Swiss bankers held meetings in the bar & lobby around Danny and Pritak. This made it harder to speak clearly even though the Swiss were known for their discretion and turning a blind eye.

Danny was straight down to business with "I was most disappointed that my shipment failed to be delivered."

"Hmmm ....... You got off lightly; I lost both the merchandise and two men. The merchandise is easy to replace but the men are not so. Plus I need to set money aside for their families to ensure they maintain a professional demeanour whilst staying at her majesty's pleasure."

"True," replied Danny," But I have 20 beds around the country that are not getting used as much as they should be. I have punters requiring service, and I have a reputation to maintain."

"Speaking of which so do I," Pritak replied, "and I will not suffer the loss lightly." Sandra shifted in her seat ever so slightly, but both men noticed it without acknowledging the movement. She was dressed in knee length boots, a calf length suede dress, a satin blouse and a suede jacket, all nicely offset by a simple but heavy gold necklace that rested down onto her chest.

Danny was impressed with the way she dressed, but then again Pritak could afford more than he ever could when he was married to her.

"A large police operation such as that does not happen by chance," Danny left the statement hanging in the air.

"I usually have good information regarding any interference to any of my operation, but this time I was let down. Someone will pay for that error."

"But more important is the source of the information. I was given to believe that you ran a tight secure organisation Mr Pritak; maybe I was mistaken?" again Danny left it hanging in the air. He saw the hairs bristle on the back of Pritak's neck. Danny saw anger flash in his eyes, he knew he was on dangerous ground but he decided to stir up the coals once more. "Mr Pritak, we will meet here again in 48 hours and if you can convince me you are secure then we will continue to do business." Danny stood and offered his hand, "Until then."

Pritak stood, his eyes blazing the fires of intense anger, but nothing showed on his calm face. "I look forward to it," he smiled at Danny as he shook his hand.

Danny left and used his full counter detection skills to ensure that an hour later he was alone as he ate dinner and then took 20 careful minutes to return to his hotel. In his room he had a couple of miniatures to help calm him down as he knew he had pushed his luck as far as possible.

Danny spent most of the next 48 hours out of sight in his hotel room in case Pritak had people looking for him. He had a nice roast dinner an hour before the meeting and then he headed out on a circuitous route to the hotel, arriving ten minutes before Pritak, but after one of his heavies on advance recon.

Danny settled with a beer, he didn't want the single malt to become a recognisable trademark that broke his tradecraft as an undercover policeman.

Bang on time the heavy rose and walked towards Danny. Danny shifted his weight slightly ready to explode out of the chair if needed.

"Mr Pritak invites you to join him in the car please sir," the heavy politely requested without any malice. At the same instance the lead car pulled across the entrance and stopped. As Danny exited the main doors followed by the heavy Pritak's car glided to a halt and the door opened for Danny to get in. He slid in. Pritak was to his left and Sandra sat across from him facing rear. He door closed and the car moved off as if it hadn't stopped at all. They followed the lead car out of town and up into the mountains. Sandra served drinks as they cruised along and all three of them exchanged small chat about travel and places to enjoy the fruits of ones labours.

Half an hour later they pulled into a country tavern full of 20 or so young women all enjoying themselves with mulled wine and friendly company. They looked like a tour group, but the couple of heavies by the doors trying to look relaxed made Danny realise this was no tour group that was ever going to return home, and that their holiday would be ending in less than a weeks time. Danny showed no knowledge of this as the three of them sat down and one of the heavies brought over wine & glasses which Sandra took care of.

Pritak was straight down to business. "Do you like the quality of your replacement merchandise Mr Evans?"

Danny took a slow look around and wished he had come across these young lasses when he was in his prime and single. Behind his warm smile he knew what was ahead of them and how soon their laughing innocence would be brutally destroyed in the brothels in England. Only when they were fully trained, obedient and reliable would they be allowed out as escorts. Once he had cast his around the bar a couple of times did he nod and smile back at Pritak, "Very impressive and very generous Mr Pritak," then he turned to look directly at Sandra, "I might test drive two of them myself, fresh pussy is always the most satisfying.

That got the reaction he wanted as Sandra tried to keep her face & eyes neutral.

Danny turned back to Pritak, his face also neutral, "And what of the other matter?"

Pritak lifted his glass in a toast to Danny, "All in good time Mr Evans." He nodded towards the girls, "Would you care to sample any of the merchandise as you know I have a no returns policy once they are shipped?"

Danny felt his cock harden a little, the thought of sharing his bed with two young giggly 18-20 year olds was certainly enticing, but also out of the question.

They were served some warm snacks to go with their wine and as the bottle was emptied Pritak stood and said "Let's take a stroll in the evening air."

The three of them went out into the starlit night and Pritak headed off up a path through the meadow behind the tavern. The heavies stayed behind. Sandra struggled on the uneven unlit path so Pritak looped his arm through hers as they walked in front of Danny. Sandra snuggled close into Pritak's arm and leant her head against his shoulder as they walked, her long hair cascading down the back of her jacket.

'Touché,' Danny thought as he realised the show of affection was for his benefit more than Pritak's.

Danny fought the urge to make or take this personal. His survival came first and he had to keep his wits about him whilst he was dealing with Pritak. The police forces of Europe had tried many times to take him down individually and all had failed. This time with all forces working together then maybe they could outsmart him and finally bring down his evil organisation that spread hurt, tragedy and prostitution across most of Europe. Carefully Danny looked behind him in case any of the heavies followed as they walked up the hill side. After about 20 minutes of walking the lights of a Swiss hill side chalet came into view. As they approached Danny could imagine & almost feel the warmth of the thick timber home and the log fire burning inside.

On entering Pritak guided him near the fire whilst he fetched some more wine and a bowl of munchies. For the next twenty minutes or so he and Pritak had a friendly but guarded conversation about how their new working relationship could flourish to benefit both of them. Each was carefully not to expose too much detail of their activities as knowledge is power. No, lets correct that thought, use of knowledge is power. So it is best not to give away knowledge to someone who might want to take a slice or all of your business; especially a tax free business -- people smuggling and prostitution.

Soon two bottles were empty and Pritak pulled out a small sachet of cocaine and cut three lines on the table in front of them, giving Sandra the longest line in front of her. The lines formed a triangle on the table in front of where each was sitting. Pritak pulled out three 100 Euro notes and passed them out. Sandra quickly rolled her note and took the line in two long hits. Danny's fingers fumbled with the note and it fluttered under the table. "Shit," he muttered and slowly bent down to retrieve it. This gave him time to watch Pritak start his line. So Danny now knew that the coke was clean and contained no surprises. Like Pritak he only took a third of his line before sampling more of the fine French red wine. Half an hour later all of the coke had gone and a considerable amount of wine. Sandra was started to look spaced out on the coke and hammered by the wine, obviously the result Pritak was looking for.

"Now about the other matter," Pritak spoke quietly and clearly. Despite the wine and the coke Danny knew he needed to be at the top of his game now it was about to get interesting; and he knew Pritak was one of the world's best in this business as many people had found out too late to their ultimate cost.

Pritak took another look at Sandra and saw the inane grin of doped pleasure on her face as she started her trip to who knows where. "Mr Evan's I am a very careful man ..... you need to be to last in this game," Danny acknowledged this with a salute with his glass .... "and I do this only by using people I trust or who rely entirely on me for their family's future. I come from a very small rural town a few hours from Moscow. All of my people come from the same town. I have grown up with most of these people, been to school together, been conscripted together and struggled together. We have learned to rely on each other and they trust me. Myself I never trust anyone completely. Since the fall of the wall I have become the major employer in our town. I provide work, resources, supplies and security to the people. I provide for all of their families as well. All my people know that if they let me down or betray me then their whole family will suffer. It is a given, and everyone understands that."

Danny listened carefully.

There is only one external person I have taken into my organisation who is not from my local town and she is with us tonight. She is an ex UK policewoman who was driven out because of a sexual affair with a senior officer. She came with a lot of resentment, a considerable knowledge of police & criminal intelligence, and a high sex drive. All of those factors I have used to my benefit. But after our loss earlier this week I am unsure if she is playing both sides of the fence. I lost two trusted men to the police and that has never happened before as I have very good intelligence from very sources. However Sandra has brought me intelligence that has been gold-plated and had worked very well to my advantage, so it is hard for me to decide where the leak is, people who have worked for me for years with families to lose, or my intelligence gold mine?




Undercover Ch. 01



"I also have contacts in the police, any sensible businessman should have. It is a cheap way of doing business when you know the right people," said Danny.

Pritak smiled his acknowledgement.

"It would be useful to know her contacts and let me check them out for you.

Pritak smiled his agreement, took a sip of his wine and then increased the volume of his voice, "Sandra, come and sit on my lap so we can have some fun together.

In her doped up state Sandra slowly moved around and sat on Pritak's lap. Pritak wound his arms around her slim waist and leant forward to nuzzle her ear, giving it a soft kiss and a gentle lick.

Sandra's doped eyes smiled at her ex-husband waiting for a reaction to her making out with another man right in front of his eyes rather than in secret as when they had been married years before.

Pritak slowly removed her suit jacket so she was sat there in a very expensive looking silk blouse that hung nicely off her trim figure, especially her breasts. "You know how to turn a man on don't you Sandra?" as Pritak stoked her vanity and with one hand ran his hand over the flat of her stomach and brushed against the under curve of her breasts.

Sandra's smile increased at Danny as she waited for him to rise to the bait, but his face remained expression less as he watched the scene unfold in front of him.

Now Pritak ran his hand over the fullness of her breasts, causing her nipples to harden and show through the blouse. Sandra felt herself becomes damp and she wriggled her arse in Pritak's laps and was rewarded by feeling him harden between her cheeks.

Despite all the years since his marriage broke up and all of his hatred for Sandra, Danny found it hard to sit still, totally expressionless and watch what was going on, especially Sandra's quiet taunting of her ex husband. But Danny was a professional and he knew his purpose here was to bring Pritak down by any method possible, and if that meant tolerating his ex wife slut herself right in front of him then that was the price he had to pay.

Pritak was comfortable that Sandra would stay in his lap and that she seemed to enjoy what he was doing, so he brought his other hand into play by massaging a breast with each hand. Hew gently ran his hand over the roundness of her breast, occasionally squeezing with both hand to enjoy the fullness under the satin material.

Sandra reached forward and sipped from her wine; she ran her tongue around the rim of the glass and winked at Danny.

His face remained expressionless as his emotions fought with his professionalism. Inside he knew he could bring down both Pritak and Sandra if he didn't rise to the bait being flaunted right in front of him.

Now Pritak start squeezing and massaging her breast making the blouse glint in the light as the material was pushed around by the flesh underneath and the hand above. Sandra smiled inanely as she got wet between her legs and she rewarded Pritak by grinding down on his now erect cock wedged between her cheeks.

"I was just telling Mr Evan's here how you had become head of intelligence in my organisation and how much I depended on your information, especially your skills in obtaining inside information about the police," as he squeezed her erect nipples for the first time, "and that you have so many skills to offer and benefit my organisation." Pritak started to unbutton the front of her blouse as he kissed her neck a couple of times. "And that I could see you running my organisation in five years or so when I retire," said Pritak to stoke her ego and at the same time he reached inside her blouse to fondle her breasts through her micro mesh bra.

Sandra ground down on his lap harder in open appreciation and smiled broadly at Danny to taunt him some more knowing that Pritak could not see her face.

Pritak took one hand off her breast and reached down under the hem of his trouser leg to pull out a sharp military combat knife. Before either Danny or Sandra could react he quickly swung the knife between her breasts and expertly cut the bra in two without nicking her skin. Sandra swooned in relief and Danny stored away that bit of tactical information.

Now Pritak confidently pulled the blouse and the remains of the bra off her breasts before he cupped them again and rolled her bullet hard nipples between his fingers.

"Amaze us lover with who you have seduced for information and advancement," Pritak whispered in her ear. The fondling of her nipples was starting to fire up her pussy and make her squirm in Pritak's powerful arms.

I started with an inspector in my local station for both advancement and because I could pretend to escape my day to day life. This gave me introductions to new opportunities such as helping out with the drug squad when they needed help or a female to be in the right place at the right time. One time I was on a stake out for weeks of a farm house on the moors in winter. The van we were in became snowed in and we couldn't run the engine in case the suspects heard it. We were frozen and snuggled up together to keep warm. The head of the squad, Tom, not only got warm, he got hard. We spent the next 48 hours wrapped together trying to keep warm by fucking each others brains out." Sandra smiled at Danny to torment him more. Danny sat poker faced, the anger starting to build inside, but contained by the knowledge that Pritak was using her now, not the other way around. Danny saw Pritak start running one hand up and down Sandra's thighs.

Sandra eased her thighs apart as she continued her story. "I was transferred to the drug squad and I worked closely with Tom, Real close," Sandra ran her tongue around her lips as she smiled at Danny before taking another sip of her wine.

Danny thought 'Two can play this game', so he reached forward and topped up Sandra's wine keeping his face in neutral as he slowly sat back.

"Once you are in bed with someone they seem to trust you and tell you things they wouldn't normally tell you when you are clothed. I worked my way up through the ranks both in bed and in promotions."

While Danny was listening and storing away the list of people that had been compromised, he watched Pritak slowly hike up Sandra's skirt as he fondled the inside of her legs and thighs. Danny could see the dark sheer thigh high stocking finishing at the top of her thighs and the narrow band of well tanned flesh between her stocking and the gusset of her satin throng. Even from this distance Danny could see her juices soaking through the gusset. He didn't know what was turning her on the most, whether it was Pritak's administrations to her body or the satisfaction Sandra was getting from gloating about her exploits to wind her ex-husband up as he sat in front of her. Despite his cool professionalism no man could sit and listen to this without wanting revenge, but Danny knew that was best served cold and tasted better when you had to wait for, and appreciate it.

Pritak's finger found the damp gusset and he calmly stroked his middle finger up the length of her wet slit as he increased pressure and pushed the gusset between the folds of her lips. She groaned slightly in pleasure as her most basic needs were starting to be satisfied. "Tell us more of your conquests and advancements lover," Pritak whispered as his finger briefly touched her clit and then pulled away.

Sandra desperately wanted to cum, this teasing was becoming too much, she needed Pritak to bring her off. But she knew from past experience that he was a very patient man who could not be rushed. Whilst in daily life this was OK, in sex she found it very frustrating.

"Whilst doing well with the regional drug squad I did a few operations with the national drug squad and here drugs became intertwined with human trafficking as both required the same methods of transporting and had the same huge rewards. One week I was taken to a conference in Amsterdam on people trafficking. The conference was good and the nights were better. The more senior a policeman gets the kinkier sex he likes. One night we went out for dinner with two other senior officers and they brought along two escorts. A lot of booze was consumed plus some cocaine back at the hotel, then it was all on as a night of debauchery in our hotel room as it became a gang bang. The sex, the drink and the girls seemed to boost their ego and they started bragging, I got to hear about secret operations that were supposed to be compartmentalised but they seemed to want to prove to each other who was the most powerful ram between them both job wise and libido wise."

Pritak started to finger Sandra's pussy through the satin bringing her close to orgasm. "Who were the officers that enjoyed the evening so much?" he asked as his finger focused on her clit. "I shouldn't say," Sandra breathed hoarsely hovering so close to orgasm. Pritak with drew his finger and whispered in her ear "Tell us lover."

"Please, I need to cum, don't stop, PPPllleeaassse," she begged.

Pritak placed his finger against her clit again, Sandra tried to bring herself off on it, but Pritak eased back as he whispered in her ear, "Who were your lovers that night?" He gave her one rub as encouragement.

"Anderson of the West Midlands force," she breathed and was rewarded by a long rub which then stopped.

She ground down on his lap but received nothing in return. "Please finish me off she begged."

No response.

"Waitley of Scotland Yard national intelligence unit," and was promptly rewarded by a continuous rubbing of her clit that brought her to the edge of the abyss but kept her right on the edge. She so desperately wanted to go into freefall but Pritak held still.

"Duvall of Interpol human trafficking unit," she sighed in desperation. Pritak rewarded her by rubbing the saturated satin gusset hard across her erect clit and at the same time squeezed her nipple hard with whispered sweet nothings in her ear. Sandra fell into the abyss in more ways than one as she trashed her way through an intense overdue orgasm right in front of Danny's eyes.

Danny's eyes still remained impassive although his guts were turning over acid into his system. He never thought life would become so dirty, so gut wrenching, as this. Now he was absolutely determined to bring down both of them. But he stored away the information for future use.

Pritak continued to fondle Sandra to take her through her orgasm as his eyes watched Danny carefully for a reaction on which to judge him and anticipate how to deal with him in the future. Pritak was surprised that Evan's hadn't shown any sign of turn on at the scene in front of him as most men would. Pritak deduced that Evans could dial back his emotions and was probably a very ruthless poker opponent who he decided he wouldn't bet against in a game. Not that he minded losing money in poker; he just hated losing at anything in business, pleasure or life in general. He needed to get a measure of this man he was doing business with. He knew Evan's reputation was good and in this line of work that meant a lot, but his past seemed to be buried as if he had just appeared from nowhere. Most players in this market had built up from a small time business which could be traced but Evan's history was an enigma, more like a black hole. Pritak used people, that was his stock in trade, whether it was selling girls, compromising people for information or plain killing people who got in his way; but overall he was very good and very successful at what he did.

Evan's worried him a little, mostly because he had no history, and mostly because he seemed at face value to be very successful without making waves in the industry.

Pritak needed to know more about Evans and in his arms at the moment he had the right tool to do so -- Sandra.

As Sandra came down off her orgasm she bent forward for some more wine. The action of reaching and drinking gave Danny a clear view of his ex-wife's horny breasts. They looked fuller than when she had been pregnant with either of their two kids. Maybe she had had a boob job. Certainly any of her past or present lovers could afford to treat her.

Once she had refreshed herself with the wine Pritak said out load "Show us how you would seduce a Policeman for information and to compromise him. Show us with Mr Evans how you would work your magic my dear."

Sandra looked at him quizzically, Pritak smiled and nodded towards Evans. Sandra took a long sip of wine as she considered how to tackle compromising her ex husband. As both of them were working undercover to bring Pritak own she couldn't compromise him as a Policeman, and she was wary of trying to embarrass him as an ex husband because she feared how Danny might expose her regardless of the consequences due to all the pain and anguish she had caused him since she left him. Sandra could only try to seduce him as a man and work on gender weaknesses such as ego and 'balls before brains', the two most common weaknesses that men processed.

She smiled at Danny as she slowly unwound Pritak's arms from her body. Then she sank down onto the floor and crawled around the floor on her hands and knees ensuring Danny could watch her full excited breast swaying underneath her as she crawled over to him.

As she stopped at Danny's feet she pushed his knees apart and knelt between ensuring she flashed him her best 'You want to fuck me' smile as she jiggled her exposed breasts between the satin blouse draped either side of her full orbs.



Undercover Ch. 02



Why on earth had she accepted this assignment, Erin wondered for the billionth time while stuttering around on a muddy road in heals too high for comfort. The wind was blowing fast, swirling through her newly dyed curls and making her shiver in her thin city clothes. She stared with longing at the entry door as she was gradually closing in on it. But first she had to cross an area better designed for hiking boots than stilettos. 

How a company could be placed in the middle of nowhere, 10 kilometres from the nearest store, and still be a profitable corporate in today's market was beyond her understanding. Damn Warren for cashing in on that long-time favour and providing her with this monstrous task. He had even resolved to tempt her with the promotion she had wanted for such a long time.

"Act silly and sexy," he had said with that broad smile of his. She could not quite make up her mind which of the two was the most difficult to accomplish. He might as well have asked her to stop breathing. To top it all he had dared define sexy as "Big breast and large cleavage, of course." As if she had neither. Well, right now she did, thanks to some modern intervention in the clothing industry, and she was practically freezing her nipples off because of it.

Thank you, Warren, she thought with an irony. This was the last time she accepted a job before getting all the details in advance. It was one thing to locate frauds - that would only be a welcome change to her normal and boring work-schedule. But the means she had to apply in order to catch these guys was something she had not fully grasped the extension of before ending up here. 

Thank god for wonder bra and extra padding, she thought. Coupled with a sweater with the deepest cleavage Stella could provide, she was practically bared all the way to her navel - and freezing already. Damn Warren and Stella for coming up with this cover. She would surely remember to thank them both when she came down with lung fever or worse, and she would happily share the disease with both of them. That would hopefully teach them to come up with a better plan the next time. 

Still, her cup size had doubled. That should help improve her courage - if courage was the right word for it. This cup size would probably give her a problem walking through normal-sized doors, she thought ironically. Now, only the silly part remained. 

Asking the top analyst to start acting silly was degrading -- to say the least. Hadn't she just spend the last five years doing the opposite to and obtain a minimum of respect from her male co-workers? And she had succeeded. These days her co-workers respected her opinions and listened to her instead of shaking their heads whenever she opened her mouth. She hoped none of them would ever learn about this assignment and what she had done to reveal the fraud. 

Okay, okay, no more time for complaints. She would take it out on Warren and Stella as soon as she got back to the civilized world again. Right now, she had a role to perform. That meant she had better practise her smiles and happy-thoughts-mantras, and remember that getting drunk in order to act more stupid was a bad idea. 

Also, she had to remember to put the shoulders back, hips forward, or was it the other way around? Stella had nagged for almost two days now, but the amount of information was simply too overwhelming after a lifetime of wearing clothes for comfort instead of show-off. And what was it Stella had said about waxing her legs again? And concealer before or after foundation?

Splash! In shock she stared down at her legs planted right in the middle of a large puddle of water. The water was cold and murky -- of course -- and already seeping into her pumps before she could get away from the disaster zone. Just great! That was the only thing missing. This day had better improve fast, Erin thought glumly. Damn, she would probably freeze to death soon. Only now she had a good excuse for taking off these ridiculous shoes. 

Walking into the building and heading toward the office area, she could not see anyone around. The muddy water was gradually transferring itself from her shoes and onto the carpet. She glanced down and made a grimace when she noticed the trail of muddy footprints she was leaving behind. It was always fun to start a new job and this would definitely leave an impression, she chuckled before walking full-faced straight into a mountain. A warm mountain, as well. Oops. 

"Sorry," she said and stumbled before catching her balance again. All the time with a suspicion she probably looked just as stupid as she felt. 

The mountain watched the trail of footprints behind her and his expression turned into a frown which completely ruined the nicely chiselled face and made him look very frightening indeed. 

"Who are you?" he asked gruffly. 

The voice obviously belonged to the owner of the carpet - a man who seemed more at home in the wilderness she had just passed than in a polished office, at least when judging by his tanned skin. Had it not been for the posh Armani suit that seemed like a natural skin to him? Still, those muscles were definitely not obtained while merely shuffling papers around. Most likely this was her new boss and the main suspect. 

Nice fellow, she thought ironically. Big, brutish and already having a grudge for her. This was just great. She had definitely made an impression, yes. She could not wait to finish this assignment and head back to the civilized world. He was staring at her as if trying to turn her into a submissive just by his sheer, arrogant will. Oh well, she had faced down enough males in her time, so this one would not scare her off that easily. Luckily her new role allowed her some new weapons at her disposal and she intended to use every one she had available.

"Oh, hello. You must be Mr. Mason. I'm your new secretary, Erin Taylor" she answered with the well-practised smile and gave him her hand in a weak handshake. "Warren told me so much about you," she giggled while shoving her breasts forward, giving him a nice look down her extensive cleavage, and started twirling a curl in her hair. 

He only mumbled as a comment to her gigantic effort of proving her stupidity and lack of morals. Obviously, blondes were not his favourite, she thought ironically. Wonder what would happen if she decided to fling herself at him? She guessed a 50% chance that he would puke and flee the scene after a few seconds if his sour expression was anything to go by. 

H'mmn, maybe not such a bad idea, she thought solemnly. Then she would have the files to herself, find the evidence and be out of there in a few hours. It seemed like a good plan. Especially if he was the culprit as Warren had predicted. The grimace was still evident on his face, and it got more pronounced the more she studied him. 

Then he suddenly burst out, "You're the secretary Warren wanted to lend me? Seems more like a freak parade trying to ruin my carpet," he said icily.

"Oh, that. Well I was thinking on something very important," she explained slowly so the jerk could follow. 

"Like what? Like the alien invasion of earth?" he said while giving her outfit a telltale look, as if indicating he included her in that group.

"No, not at all. It was much more important than that. You see, I was thinking about whether to use foundation before or after concealer. An extremely important question I think, and I was trying really hard to remember what Vogue wrote about it in their latest issue," she continued and smiled broadly at him so he would understand how stupid she really was. 

Then she waited for the explosion. After half a minute, he was still glaring at her. Strange, she thought. He must be a control freak. Any normal person would have thrown her out by now. She almost wished he would throw her out. Then she could return to the civilisation and tell Warren she had done her best but had been conquered by some wild land-beast -- dressed in Armani. Yep, that would surely convince Warren, she thought ironically.

"So, why did Warren fire you?" the land-beast asked conversationally as he seemed to have calmed down again to his normal icy facade.

"Oh no, he promoted me," she said in the high-pitched voice she had practised so hard for the last two days. The practise paid off as she watched Cade Mason wince visibly as she reached the highest tones and she immediately took advantage of the effect and continued in the same screechy voice. "He said I could use a change in scenery, and he transferred me here." 

Topping it off with a loud giggle she noticed him wince one more time before collecting his expression into icy calmness once again. The man was too controlled for his own good. A genuine control freak and that meant he would be harder to expose. She needed to take him off guard if she was going to succeed in this mission. But how could she achieve that?

"What is Warren thinking? I really do not need another secretary. I'll have another discussion with Warren. In the mean time you can make yourself useful and make coffee for the morning meeting." 





Undercover Ch. 02



Despite himself he looked down and saw the woman who had betrayed his trust, had abandoned their two kids; but the cocaine and the booze, plus stirred into the mix was lust, meant that Danny wanted to fuck Sandra no matter what the commonsense side of his brain screamed at him.

"Do you like what you see handsome," she teasingly asked, "do you think you could handle a full woman like me?" she teased.

"I've seen and had better," Danny advised to make it more like warfare than a challenge to her sexual skills and prowess.

Pritak roared at this response.

"Sounds like a challenge to your sexual prowess my dear," Pritak laughed out loud.

Sandra felt insulted, even more so when Danny smiled mockingly at her.

"You might have seen and had better Mr Evans but have you been able to satisfy them, that is the real question isn't it?"

"Game on," laughed Pritak.

'Fuck you' Danny's eyes blazed at Sandra.

"So Sandra do you think you can seduce me, or do you think I'll just fuck you because you are more readily available than some of my new merchandise down the mountain in the tavern?" Danny asked looking straight into Sandra's eyes, "or are you just a policeman's bicycle?"

Sandra was hurt by Danny calling her common slut, but there was a degree of truth to it. In retrospect she had whored herself during her career for either advancement or useful information which also advanced her career or rewards she received in other ways.

"Typical man, thinks once he has learnt to ride a bike he'll never forget, that you just get straight back in the saddle so to speak. Based on that Mr Evans you must just be a missionary position only man that has just learnt to ride a plain bike," Sandra smiled as she placed herself on her knees between Danny's legs.

"Oh, I rode a plain bike for many years when I was married, but since then I've enjoyed the excitement of a mountain bike where you have to hang on energetically as you take the humps & grinds," Danny smiled back.

This obviously went way over Pritak's head as he didn't know that Evans and Sandra knew each other, let alone knew they had been married for many years. But Danny could see his barbs were hitting home, cutting and wounding Sandra. This gave a small degree of satisfaction for all the years of hurt he and his kids had endured when she first abandoned them.

"So you think you can handle a rough ride then?" enquired Sandra.

"So do you define yourself as a rough ride then Sandra? Is that what Policeman take you for? I would have thought for the circles you know plan to move in you would have learnt a little refinement and class?" Danny queried, his verbal jab hitting home as Sandra slid her hands up his thighs.

Danny was bemused at how Sandra thought she could still seduce him for Pritak's challenge and benefit after such a demeaning tongue lashing, which on reflection he had thoroughly enjoyed although it wasn't his usual style. The sight of Sandra's newly enhanced breasts showing between the edges of the satin blouse was starting to turn him on and make him hard despite himself. Despite the hurt and agony she had caused him with the divorce her body still turned him on; man's basic desires and instincts can never be overridden.

Sandra slid her hands up so they brushed lightly across his crotch before sliding onto her own skin as her hands eased the hanging satin apart to cup her own breasts just a foot or so from his eyes and mouth. Sandra cupped and squeezed her full warm flesh, making her nipples rise and fall in front of his eyes. Sandra played with her breasts for several minutes as she tried to entice Danny, her eyes stared with lust into his eyes before glancing down regularly at his crotch to see if his cock was reacting to her display.

Danny was pleased that his cock was laid out flat against his skin for that it didn't show through his trousers and didn't give any satisfaction to Sandra as she flouted herself on her knees in front of him.

Pritak sat back and watched the show developing in front of him; he was interested to see who would get the better of whom; but his main interest was to find out who had betrayed him on the last shipment.

Sandra's juices were flowing now due to the line of coke and the sensations coming from her nipples as she toyed and squeezed them. She pouted her lips at Danny and blew him kisses, not because she wanted to tease him anymore but her body had cravings and the coke was heightening those cravings into a physical need that had to be satisfied. Her body was wired now and she needed someone to fuck her and her ex-husband was right in front of her with a hidden cock that she knew from past experience could satisfy her. Her problem was convincing Danny to fuck her. She wasn't sure how to go forward. Should she seduce him so that he desired to fuck her on her terms, which when she thought about it was unlikely to happen based on the way she had deserted him and the kids. Alternatively should she tease and mock him to get him fired up so he took her hard and fast. She had to consider how Pritak would perceive that result and who would he have most respect for; Evans or herself. Sandra felt her juices following and the need for orgasm burning deep within her pussy. If she couldn't get Danny to fuck her in the next few minutes she would need to plunge her hand under her skirt, into her knickers and then finger fuck herself to orgasm and the relief her body was crying out for.

"That cock of yours looks like it needs a hand," Sandra cooed softly to Danny.

"Yours or mine?" Danny asked.

"I guess it would like a change from yours," Sandra smiled, but she wondered if that was the brightest thing to say to a man who would be reluctant at best and not interested at worst, in giving her the fucking she craved.

Danny let it go; he was enjoying the banter despite the high stakes. The sole purpose of the night was for Pritak to determine who the leak in his organisation was; and Danny wasn't sure if he had involved Sandra knowingly in it or what side of the fence Sandra was playing herself. Danny would get a better idea when or if he saw under her skirt. He needed to know that answer before he decided whether or not to get between her legs.

"Well Sandra I don't believe you would have been very successful compromising the high level cops if this is the standard of the show you put on. I think you are bullshitting Mr Pritak here with the extent of your involvement and knowledge of senior ranks," Danny chided. He needed to know who she had compromised in case she had climbed the fence with no intention of coming back for her police pension rights.

"So you don't think many senior policemen, or policewomen for that matter, have been under this skirt and in my pants," she queried, "the list might be longer and higher than you think," as she reached forward to run her hand over his crotch to see if she was being successful. 

Danny grabbed her wrist before she got the answer, "You need to prove you're qualified before you get an inch of me, personally I just think you are a bullshitting tart."

Sandra was still automatically playing with her tits and her mind was struggling to stay in the game against Danny.

For the next 15 minutes she told how she had fucked her way through a week long Interpol conference on People Smuggling earlier in the year. The 5 minutes she spent describing her night of passion 69ing a senior Dutch Policewoman had the desired effect on Danny's cock and he started to tent. Danny couldn't suppress the automatic reaction his body, and especially his cock, was having to the torrid tale of week long debauchery while he was trying to remember the list of names and their information that had come out as pillow talk. Sandra was impressive in both her sexual exploits and her intelligence gathering skills; and Danny needed to be careful she didn't add him to her list of successes and information groupies.

By now the bulge in his trousers was obvious to both of them and they both knew Sandra was starting to succeed. She used Danny's knees to push herself up off the floor and then ran her hands over his bulge to make the point that she definitely was succeeding. Then she started dancing seductively in front of Danny as she slowly started to hitch up her skirt an inch at a time. Danny saw a pair of well tanned trim thighs start to emerge from under the hem of the skirt. He realised that Sandra had quite a cushy life now that included a work out at the gym and either plenty of sunshine or a tanning machine; yes, she was certainly doing well for herself.

Danny signalled Pritak to refill his and Sandra's glasses so he could her plied with plenty of wine to go with the coke inside to loosen her lips. He knew she didn't need any more to loosen her legs or her pants as he had no doubt that she would aiming to get him between the former and inside the latter very soon.

As Sandra swayed Danny encouraged her, "Dancing looks to be thirsty work and you need to keep hydrated if you think you are going to get the better of me tonight," he chided her and offered up her glass and she took a large swig. Pritak quickly refilled the glass as soon as she put it down on the table. "Is that pussy of yours getting hot and wet as you think about being shagged by me then Sandra?" 

She smiled in return, "So you think you can satisfy me then Mr Evans?"

"You'll be begging for me to shag you by the time I've finished," Danny stated confidently.

Sandra now had hitched up her skirt level with her hips and Danny could her neatly trimmed bush. Suddenly he sat forward onto the edge of the seat and his right hand shot forward under Sandra's skirt.

Suddenly Sandra felt Danny's forefinger slide straight between her damp lips and enter her honey soaked hole. Immediately afterwards she felt Danny's middle finger press between her cheeks and press down hard on her puckered hole. She winced as the pressure increased dramatically and his finger penetrated her ass upto the first knuckle. Her eyes went in surprise, so she wasn't the only one who had learnt new tricks since they got divorced. Sandra barely had time to adjust to this unexpected attack when she suddenly felt the rough surface of his thumb slide up her slit and successfully searched out her clit. She gasped out loud at these fresh new feelings, and she was immediately surprised by her long hungry surprised scream as Danny applied pressure by means of his middle finger stretching her ass hole and his thumb pressing down on her sensitive love button.

Danny smiled up at her knowing his lower hand held the upper hand so to speak.

"OH MY GOD," Sandra panted out hungrily as her juices flowed around Danny's invading finger.

Danny's left hand quickly reached forward and cupped Sandra's right breast with her erect nipple squashed under the palm of his rough hand. Sandra's legs sagged a little at this surprise attack when she thought that Danny wasn't interested in her. She was even more surprised when the three digits started to stimulate her clit, pussy and ass all at the same time, but then the feeling ratcheted up another notch when his other hand started to grip and rub her breast in addition to the feelings coming to her from her erect nipple that was crushed under his large paw-like hand. Danny smiled at Sandra as after many years of marriage he knew where her pleasure spots were and he was an expert lover, well capable of lighting them up.

Sandra couldn't believe the feelings coursing through her body, totally forgetting that Danny knew how to stimulate her, and the effects the coke & wine were having on her. She was so wired right now and so desperate to cum. Her eyes stared at Danny as she desperately begged him, "Please bring me off, and I am so desperate to cum, PLEASE MR EVANS."

Danny thrust his middle finger up her ass to the second knuckle making her scream out loud just before he wiggled his forefinger deep in her saturated pussy making her grind down hard on it. The third movement of this symphony was to rub his thumb hard across her clit which brought out another scream as a chorus to the first one. And the final movement of the concert was to squeeze her breast hard as he slid his fingers off the pliant flesh of her full breast until the fingertips gathered together on her nipple and tugged the erect bullet of flesh between his fingers and thumb.

This was just too many irresistible, pleasurable sensations for Sandra's wired body to withstand. A jolt of electricity seemed to fuse her clit, pussy and asshole into one zone of pleasure that dissolved into a mind blowing orgasm that ripped her whole body apart. Her knees seemed to sag as she drove her body down hard onto the invading fingers as Danny continued to frig the most intimate and sensitive areas of her body. The skirt slid down over Danny's arm as she shook and vibrated during the orgasm that had her juices running over his finger, into his palm, and down the inside of her thighs.

Danny kept his thumb tucked under her hood and rubbed her erect clit raw as Sandra ground herself hard on his hand. The muscles in his forearm and biceps worked hard to support Sandra's weight as she continued to grind down on him seeking non stop pleasure from his invading fingers.

"You would do anything right now to be fucked won't you?" Danny asked in a cold, level voice as he tweaked his finger in a slow circle inside her ass.

"GOD, YYYEEESSS," screamed Sandra still in the throws of the longest and most intense orgasm she had ever enjoyed. The four points of contact were like nothing she had ever experienced before, not realising that the coke had livened her nerve receptors so highly she no longer controlled her own mind and body.

"You would climb atop my hard cock if I offered it to you won't you?"

"OH GOD YYYEEESS," panted Sandra, "I NEED YOU TO FUCK ME NOW, ...... PPLLEEAASSEE," She begged, her shout echoing around the inside of the huge wooden chalet.

Danny extracted his fingers as fast as he had inserted them and Sandra's skirt dropped back down as he looked at the throbbing wreck of an ex-wife standing in front of him, her enhanced tits still heaving between the two curtains of satin blouse that hung down either side of her full swollen tits. Danny slowly pushed himself out of the chair and stood up. Sandra dropped to her knees in front of him and scrabbled to get his trousers open and his swollen cock out. Danny looked down at his ex wife on her knees and then back up as he smiled at Pritak.

Pritak saluted him with his wine glass and then took a long slow swig of wine.

Danny nodded his head slowly in acknowledgement as he felt his trousers drop around his ankles and his boxers got tugged midway down his thighs; allowing his swollen cock to drop into a horizontal position in front of Sandra's smiling face.

Sandra's hand wrapped her fingers around Danny's rock hard cock in an instant and peeled his foreskin back to expose the swollen head of his cock coated with precum juice. Sandra's lips formed a perfect O from years of practise and brushed lightly against the tip of his cock. Danny successfully withheld any sigh of pleasure to give Sandra any degree of satisfaction as he felt her lips widen and take his helmet into her willing mouth. He did admit to himself that it felt good to have her lips around his cock again as she had been a great cocksucker whilst they were married and no doubt she had learnt some new ways to pleasure with her tongue based on the number of people she had subsequently shagged and blown since. Danny also set himself a time challenge of how long he would last before he shot wads of spunk into her eager mouth.

Sandra relaxed her throat and took Danny's thick solid girth and length down her throat in one easy complete swallow. Danny felt his sensitive head rub on the back of her throat, and instantly revised downwards the time he would last. Sandra restricted the width of her throat and then started bobbing up and down his length. She sank her finger nails deep into the cheeks of his arse making him wince as she used them for purchase as she blew him away. Danny could not believe the blowjob he was receiving; it was like nothing he had ever experienced before, either with Sandra or with anyone else. After deep throating him for several minutes Sandra suddenly took her lips off his rock hard cock and simply ran her tongue in feather light lick up and down the slit in the end of his cock. After rasping his cock down her throat this was a totally new sensation that nearly had him creaming himself there and then. Sandra had become a cock sucker extraordinaire and Danny fought hard not to cum. He fought against the wish to grab her hair and stuff his meat back down her welcoming throat. Danny wanted to find out what else she had learnt. He didn't need to wait long as his cock started to twitch in open appreciation of Sandra's delicate administrations. Then just as quickly she switched her tongue to the sensitive vein running along the underside of his cock.

Danny nearly poked her eye out as his cock seemed to grow another half inch in length, and he so desperately wanted to cum. His cock now seemed to be pulsing in response to the long tender licks he was receiving. Then came the piece de resistance as Sandra took both of his cum laden balls into her mouth and sucked gently on them. Danny lost and had to take her hair into his hands to steady himself as his eyes rolled in pure pleasure at the sensations he was thoroughly enjoying between his legs.

Sandra took the sensations to the next level as she inserted a finger tip into Danny's ring piece. 

"OH MY GOD," he panted out loud as Sandra mimicked what he had done to her earlier. His cock was now throbbing, slapping against her cheek as she had the final few sucks and licks on his balls knowing his cum was molten and about to erupt. Sandra quickly released his sack from her mouth and took him down her throat in one wide easy swallow.

Danny felt his balls swing and hang free seconds before her mouth enveloped his cock again and he felt the mind blowing feeling of her tight tense throat rubbing against the exposed head and her tongue running along the vein under his cock.

Danny just couldn't help himself, his balls just started to boil out spunk as fast as they could and his cock pulsed and throbbed inside her hot mouth and throat. Thick wads of spunk just streamed down her throat and the sensation of Sandra swallowing around his cock almost made him pass out there and then.

Danny's knees sagged and failed to hold his weight and he sank back into the chair still gripping her head and hair as he went. The feeling of her throat sliding on his cock as he moved was just too much and he gave a final brief squirt of cum in open appreciation of the best blowjob he had ever received. Sandra swallowed everything with ease and then gentle licked his sensitive cock clean with her cum coated tongue. Danny had white flashes across his eyes with the shocks from his cock's nerve endings; he just couldn't believe such erotic feelings could come from a blowjob. He had some admiration for his ex-wife's skill, and some regret that she hadn't had that level of skill when they had been married. If she had that level of skill then he might have missed her more when she had left him.

As Danny reduced his breathing and tried to slow down his heart rate, Sandra just knelt in front of him with a smug smile on her face and a small drop of his cum at the corner of her lip which she simply licked away with a slow teasing sweep of her tongue. Danny realised he had lost the initiative and knew that Sandra understood that fact as well. Danny also realised that for the first time in his career he might be out of his depth and that could have fatal consequences for him.

Danny offered her the glass of wine and Sandra took another long pull; it was the only idea he had at that moment on how to get back into the game. He had made the most common mistake made by males down through the centuries – balls before brains; and Sandra knew how to maximise this human weakness to its full extent.




Undercover Ch. 02



Danny took a small sip of his own wine and refilled Sandra's glass again before sitting forward and running his hands under the sides of Sandra's satin blouse. Her warm skin rubbed against the palm of his hand and the sexy material rubbed across the hairs on the back of his hand. Slowly he brought the palm of each hand to lightly brush across the side of each breast whose perky nipples stared straight back at him. Then he curled his hands slightly and moved them inwards so they swept up the rounded shape and eased them together to form a nice cleavage. Danny's mind turned to the desire to tit-fuck her stunning enhanced breasts. He so badly wanted to tug on her nipples and thrust his cock up and down between them. Instead he cupped his hands further and took more of the weight in his hands as his forefinger searched out the bullet hard nipples

He needed to get back into the game and move into first place ahead of Sandra and preferably Pritak as well. He knew that both could be fatal to him and his thumbs searched desperately for Sandra's nipples as he knew from being married that was her point of weakness as Sandra had very, very sensitive nipples.

Sandra groaned out loud as the rough skin of Danny's thumbs rubbed firmly across the buds of her nipples; her pussy came awash with fresh juices as her body waited in eager anticipation for what it knew was to follow. Danny's fingers formed a circle around the firm flesh of Sandra's fine tits, and he admired the weight and firmness as his hand and fingers rubbed and squeezed the warm pliant flesh. Sandra sighed some more, enjoying the warmth emanating from her breasts through her body down to her hot wet pussy. The excitement increased to another level as Danny's hard rough hands rubbed harder and the pressure of his thumbs increased on her nipples pressing the sensitive tips back into the flesh of her now heaving breasts. She smiled at Danny in open appreciation of the man she once loved and now realised might have been her biggest mistake in betraying him and their kids; because he certainly knew how to excite her. Sandra's hands dropped to her pussy, one went to her erect clit and started to play with it. The other hand straightened out three fingers which were then instantly buried deep into her own hot wet snatch.

Danny increased the pressure on her nipples until they were pressed hard into the silicon implants under her skin. He looked down and true to form he could see the blur of her hand between her thighs as she plundered her dripping pussy with her fingers.

"OH GOD," Sandra groaned out loud as her eyes begged Danny for forgiveness for all she had done to him. Danny smiled back as he rotated his thumbs to bring his fingers onto Sandra's nipples. She screamed and creamed as the sharp edge of his nails raked across her nipples, scoring the hot sensitive skin. "OH FUCK", she groaned in automatic response as she pressed her finger tips more firmly against her own clit.

Now Danny brought his fingers to the soft underside of her breasts and rotated his fingers so that the nails scored into the soft sensitive skin.

"AAARRRGGGHHH .... GOD .... YYEESS," Sandra screamed out loud as a mini orgasm washed over her fingers as they continued to rabidly fuck her own pussy. Danny felt her whole body shaking in his hands as he gripped her full tits hard, he knew he was back in the game and the next three to five minutes would determine whether that was enough to survive in this game. Danny could feel himself getting hard again as this brutal game of survival became exciting for him, and now he had his confidence fully restored. Now he just had to trap her into betraying herself.

Increasing the pressure slightly he quickened the scoring of both her nipples and her breasts, and her groans grew louder and continuous as she frigged her clit and pussy unmercilessly.

"You're such a fucking slut aren't you Sandra," Danny stated in his best hard command voice. He didn't even wait for an answer as his hand squeezed hard down into her now tender breasts. He saw tears fill her eyes in pain as she groaned back "YES".

"You would do anything for a good fuck wouldn't you?" he asked in a harsh tone as he squeezed her breasts as hard as he could.

"YYEESS" she screamed out loud.

Danny shook his hips so that his rock hard prick shook in front of her face, "You want a good hard and rough fucking now don't you?" Danny demanded.

Sandra was torn, she loved the pleasure of her fingers in her pussy and frantically rubbing her clit; and she also loved the incredible pain from her tortured breasts and nipples. She seemed to be cumming almost continuously, and she felt she was losing control of herself, as she always did when enjoying her own brand of great sex. She so desperately needed this wild, wanton sex to continue.

"You want the hard prick deep inside you, fucking you don't you?" Danny demanded.

"GOD YES, I need fucking to finish me off", Sandra begged.

"I'll finish you off, believe me," Danny promised.

Danny eased the pressure on her breasts allowing her nipples to become erect again and then he pulled her to her feet by her nipples. Sandra screamed as hard as she could as more pain than even child birth coursed through her body. Her legs fought to provide support to her body as they tried to push her up to relieve the pull on her breasts and nipples.

Sandra saw a wicked gleam in Danny's eyes as she fought to stand.

"You would give up anything for my prick to finish you off wouldn't you", Danny said more as a statement than a question.

Danny moved towards the heavy timber coffee table in the middle of the room, dragging Sandra by her nipples with him. Her full breasts were now elongated as she tried hard to keep up with her nipples. Danny extended his fingers to continue to score the tender underside of her breasts with his nails. Sandra was still frigging her pussy despite the incredible pain that was consuming her whole body. But despite the pain she had never felt so alive, so on edge, so aware of every sense in her body. The incredible pain just made her feel she was living her life to the fullest. She felt it was bizarre, but so dammed exciting.

Danny sat on the end of the coffee table and dragged Sandra so she straddled his thighs. She tried to lower herself onto his rearing thick prick, but Danny lifted one leg to prevent her as he cruelly twisted her nipples a half turn between his thumb and forefinger. Sandra screamed again but her fingers still continued to savagely fuck her pussy. She so desperately wanted Danny's thick cock in her again. She needed a rough fucking and she needed it now.

"PPLLEEAASSE" she begged openly and tried to lower herself down on Danny's cock. His leg lowered and she knew it was available for her, she smiled, but then Danny tugged at her nipples and kept her an inch or two above the thick swollen head of his cock. She felt it brush against the soft skin of her thigh, she wanted it, she knew how good it felt inside, and again she worried why she had given up such a good man to get herself into such a mess. She felt safety around that cock that was just an inch or two from her dripping pussy, she desired it, she wanted it, she needed it. She needed Danny's cock inside her to feel safe, to fuck her hard, to bring her off, to give her the pleasure she so badly craved. She knew Danny was a gentleman, the father of her two children, a man with honour and integrity ..... and she had shit on him years before, hurt him deeply, nearly destroyed him but for his strength of character. God she needed her husband now, she needed him deep inside her, safety at last, and a dammed good fucking in the process. Sandra smiled down at Danny as she used to do years ago in better times; she felt those times were just seconds away again when he entered and satisfied her as he used to.

Danny squeezed her tortured nipples hard again, "Won't you?" he demanded.

"YES," she screamed in urgent desperation to be fucked.

"You betrayed the last shipment to Burrows at Interpol so you could fuck his thick cock didn't you?" as he sank his nails into her nipples 

"YES FUCK YES," Sandra screamed out loud as more pain washed over her.

"You'd sell out Mr Pritak right now to get on the end of my cock right now wouldn't you?" as he cruelly twisted her nipples to get the right answer.

"FUCK YES ..... YES ... YES," she screamed in pain and absolute need.

Danny smiled up at his ex wife, released her nipples so he could grip her hips and pull her down onto his hot thick throbbing cock.

Her pussy was a dripping sheath as it slid over the tip of his cock. Sandra and Danny both groaned out loud in instant gratification as she took his entire length into her in one slick motion. Danny had to admit to himself she had a fantastic pussy for all the hurt it had caused in recent years.

Sandra threw herself forward and wrapped her arms around Danny's neck as her breasts crushed against his chest. Her pussy was stuffed full of his hot manhood and she felt his arms wrap around her.

Danny could now see Pritak past her body, his face awash with unspeakable anger. Suddenly Danny didn't know if Pritak was armed or not and definitely didn't know if Pritak would shoot Sandra while she lay atop him.

Sandra started to lift her hips and started to fuck Danny by herself.

"Fuck me ..... Fuck me ...... please Danny ..... please," she begged quietly into his ear.

Danny slowly started to rock his hips atop the coffee table, then fell into an easy steady motion as he fucked the saturated pussy riding atop of him. He instinctively reached his hands between their bodies to grip Sandra's amazing tits. He didn't know how long his would last, either shagging Sandra or living if Pritak was armed. He certainly knew this would be the last time he fucked his ex-wife one way or another. Danny just wanted to survive, to go home and be able to hug his kids. 

Pritak stood up and Danny nearly shit himself in absolute terror, he didn't realise that the suddenly pumping of blood by his heart had made his prick swell even more inside Sandra as she mutually humped him totally unaware of the danger behind as she was totally high on coke, sex and being in Danny's arms again.

Pritak reached towards the waist band of his trousers, Danny froze, unable to continue fucking Sandra who happily continued the fuck solo so to speak.

Pritak started to unbuckle his belt and drop his trousers, Danny breathed as sweat poured off him.

Pritak smiled at him and rocked his hips back and forth in a fucking motion. Danny wasn't sure if Pritak was signalling for him to keep fucking Sandra or if he was going to join in. Whichever way it went Danny knew he was going to live a few minutes more, so what better way to end his life than fucking his ex wife who had so thoroughly fucked him over years before.

Pritak stripped off completely and stepped toward Danny and Sandra armed only with a hard on. Danny sank his fingers into Sandra to get a good grip on her as he was going to give her the fucking she would never forget. What he didn't realise was that Pritak had the same intention.

Sandra absolutely loved the feel and heat of Danny's swollen cock inside her; it seemed to be thicker than she remembered it, but she didn't care. She knew that she was going to be safe now, Danny was reliable, he would take care of her,' he must still love me' she thought as she rode his manhood to orgasm.

Whilst Sandra's pussy felt great and her hot body pressed against him with her incredible new tits, Danny watched Pritak carefully as he approached and straddled Danny's outstretched legs. Pritak smiled again but that still didn't put Danny at ease.

Pritak gripped Sandra's hips to hold her bucking hips in one place. She was still too stoned & orgasmic to realise that there was an additional pair of hands on her apart from Danny's pleasuring her tits.

Once Sandra was still Pritak took one hand off her hip to line up his swollen prick with her puckered hole that he so wanted to plunder as an act of revenge.

Sandra felt a sticky cock brush up against her sensitive skin, "What the f......" was all she had time to mutter before white light flashed across her eyes, pain tore up her body as her ass was ripped apart as Pritak plunged his cock fully length deep into her asshole. Pritak's hand pushed down hard on her shoulders at the same instant her flight instincts took hold of her body. By then it was too late, Pritak had her pinned with his fingers and invading cock, while she was locked down by Danny's cock and his hands gripping her tits.

Danny just felt Pritak's cock slam into her and the amazing feeling of having another man's cock alongside his and only separated only by the membrane between Sandra's pussy and ass.

Over Sandra's incredible scream he could hear Pritak cry out "You fucking traitorous bitch" as he started to fuck her arse with all his might. Amazingly Danny didn't have to do a thing during this three way fuck. Sandra fought desperately to get free, her eyes wide in absolute terror; and Pritak easily held her down atop Danny as his hips sawed in and out of Sandra's violated ass. Despite himself Danny felt about ready to cum, Sandra fighting above him was causing incredible sensations to his cock and feeling Pritak's cock close to him just blew his mind. Sandra was still screaming in pain and fighting for her life and it just made Danny's balls come to the boil as her body humped and fought above him and Pritak grunted loudly, obviously close to cumming himself as he hammered her ass.

"AARRGGHH FUCK SANDRA," Danny almost screamed as he came deep in her pussy, firing wads of cum into her and squeezing her tits hard as his balls kept pumping until thoroughly empty. At the same time Pritak came to a standstill as he filled her ass with his cum. Danny couldn't tell when Sandra's screams changed from pain to pleasure, if in fact they did, but he felt her orgasm wash over his cock and her juices run down onto his thighs as she creamed and screamed above him. The coffee table shook as all three bodies shook at their own pace through their orgasmic delight and pain all of them endured.

Finally Pritak pulled out of Sandra and moved away. Sandra tried to stand and just collapsed onto the carpeted floor, crying and pulling herself into the foetal position like a baby. Eventually Danny was able to stand and look at the scene around him. He took a long swig off wine direct from the bottle to calm his nerves, and then offered it to Pritak who did the same.

Once their breathing had returned to normal Danny felt stable and confident enough to ask "What now?"



Undercover Ch. 02



"Oh, I'm terribly sorry," she said with her voice filled with false sympathy. "I cannot understand how that could've happened." Then she reached for the first aid kit and tried to stop the bleeding.

"You're bloody well trying to kill me," Cade interceded. "It's so typical of a female not to be happy before draining the male of some blood," he added grumpily.

"Well!" she huffed. "Would you like my help to stop the bleeding or what?" 

"No, thanks," he said while looking both affronted and injured. Then he turned around and yelled "Mrs. Anderson!" The older woman came walking into the office, a curious look on her face. 

"What happened?" she asked.

"This murdering bitch is trying to kill me with a stapler," Cade explained.

"Now, you are so ungrateful," Erin said. "It was an accident, and I apologized before offering my help." He just glared at her, before allowing the older woman to tend to him while he enjoyed the ministrations and coddling.





Undercover Ch. 03



The week passed with no greater incidents, except for some minor accidents involving broken china, food plastered onto the wall and papers flying around the factory. Cade had decided to leave only the non-dangerous tasks to his clumsy secretary and had therefore banished her to the filing room. 

Erin could not have agreed more as this gave her the perfect opportunity to search the financial records and locate the frauds. It was just what she had hoped to accomplish all week long. She'd wrung her head to come up with new ways to irritate the haughty Mr. Mason enough to let her stay far away from him. The man was a menace - always monitoring her every step and making sure she never did anything out of the ordinary. 

In fact she had not planned quite as many disasters as she had been involved in. Some of them had just happened due to her nervousness of being watched all the time. She was used to being one in the crowd, wearing her grey coloured clothes and concentrating on her work. Here, she was always in the middle of the attention and she did not feel very comfortable with it yet. Still, Stella had warned her about it and said she had to get used to it quickly. 

Besides who could ignore anyone dressed all in pink as she was today? The new clothes were all bright-coloured and supposed to give her attention. It felt like being on a masquerade every day, and she longed for her old baggy and comfortable clothes. At least when wearing her own clothes, none of the males were ogling her breasts or measuring her legs with their eyes. These days she could hardly meet anyone who met her eyes when talking to her. Most of them were busy looking everywhere else. Oh well. This way, none of them would ever remember her face after the assignment was over, she chuckled. 

Even so, she had not had any luck in locating anyone or anything suspicious. And so far there had been no signs of any money going somewhere they shouldn't. From what she had gathered so far the business was well run and efficient -- well at least it had been before she had started working there. 

She glanced around the room in order to locate more papers to inspect. It seemed she had seen through it all. But, what about that box in the corner? She had not checked that one yet. She bent forward over the other boxes in front. It was impossible to move anyone of them as they were far too heavy for her. Well, if she couldn't get the box to come to her, she had got to reach it instead. She stretched forward, bending from the waist and stretching her arm as far as she could reach. 

Almost there. Just a few more inches and she would reach it. She stretched her arm as far forward she dared, leaning her entire body forward as she tried to grow the necessary centimetres life had not provided her with, and tried to maintain her balance at the same time. She stood on her tiptoes and that gave her the necessary centimetres to start digging into the box and rumbling through the papers. The position was a killer and she tried working fast before she lost her balance completely. Everything had been so much easier when she walked around in baggy clothes and small heels. The tight skirt prevented her from doing any climbing and the shoes looked far better than they felt. Fashion slavery, she grumbled. Oh well, she was not going to let such tiny details as tight clothing stop her from completing this assignment. She would rather lock the door and strip down to her panties before admitting to Warren that the task was too difficult for her.

Totally focused on her task, she did not even notice the door had opened behind her and that a man had entered the room. He stood as transfixed and stared at the woman bending forward - revealing what was underneath her skirt in the process. 





Undercover Ch. 03



Epilogue

Sandra found herself in a drugged daze lying on a pile of hessian sacks that seemed to rock to a gentle rhythm beneath her. As more of her senses returned to her she realised she was in a goods wagon on a train. Her body seemed slow to respond to her brains instructions as her head turned slowly to take in her surroundings and to assess what was happening to her. She found her left wrist was chained to the wall by means of a 1m long length of chain. There was some water and food left alongside her on the sacks and a bucket wedged next to them. Slowly her brain registered than this set up was meant to make her self sufficient over the rest of the journey. She didn't know how long the journey took as she dozed atop the hard sacks.

Her head seemed a bit clearer as she awoke to find herself riding in the cab of a large truck positioned between the driver and a huge man sharing the bench seat with her. As she looked out through the dusty windscreen all she could see was large flat grass land for as far as she could see. The grass drifted back and forth in the wind like some huge sea and panic ceased Sandra as she felt that she had been cast adrift in some huge ocean whilst still on land.

The huge man passed her some bottled water, which she thanked him for; but then he put a huge rough hand on her skirt and then slid his hand underneath to feel the cool skin of her thighs. Sandra clamped her thighs hard together and tried to slap the man's hand away. The two men just laughed as the truck bounced along and the guy overcame Sandra's weak attempts to fight him off in her drugged state as the guy investigated under her skirt further.

Finally after endless hours the truck pulled over at a road side fuel stop. It was nothing like a western service station, it was just a collection of a couple of hovels, a garage and a couple of battered fuel pumps. Whilst the truck was refilled with fuel & provisions the huge guy and an old woman led Sandra into some makeshift toilets. Here the old woman helped Sandra undress before she washed Sandra down, dried her and redressed her, and handed her back to the huge guy who carried her into a make shift canteen. Here the three of them ate broth and rough hard dry bread. The nourishment felt great to Sandra and her body started to become alive again. After the meal the guys played cards and smoked together, all the time laughing and taking sideward's glances at Sandra. Sandra couldn't understand a word but she wasn't convinced they had her best interests at heart. A couple of hours later she was led back to the truck and it continued down the endless road as the sun set behind them. Sandra knew she was heading east but didn't know where to or even which country, but as her senses started to return she felt in the pit of her stomach that she was east of Moscow and civilisation.

Dark came quickly after sunset and the truck pulled off the road and switched off its lights and engine. The two men took Sandra into the back of the truck and laid out old blankets on top of the piles of sacks. For the next two hours they used Sandra as a fuck toy. At first she fought, kicked and screamed. They just laughed and pushed her down again and again, until the huge guy grew tired of the game. He lit a fresh cigarette before grabbing Sandra's ankles and forcing her legs wide apart and taking his pleasure. The driver invaded her mouth with his meat while he wanted for the huge man to finish with her pussy so he could have seconds.

Each day Sandra would be cleaned up and fed along the route and each night she would be degraded and abused atop the sacks in the truck. One night she was taken out and fucked in the long grass under the most amazing star lit sky she had ever seen. She guessed this was their version of a romantic evening as they shared their vodka with her and continued to fuck her in a range of positions. 

Some days the guys demanded a blowjob as they drove to pass the long boring hours on the dirt road. After five or six endless days they crossed a border and pulled into a city of about 50-100,000 people. Eventually they pulled up in an alley and two fucking enormous guys came out the back of one of the buildings and took Sandra inside. Here again she was taken away by an old woman and washed. This time there was a proper bathroom and a hot bath. Sandra was left for over an hour to soak and relax. She washed & bathed with soaps & oils; washed her hair several times and began to feel human again. After two hours the old woman returned and led her through into a huge bedroom where a satin dress was laid out on the bed along with some top class lingerie and perfume. Sandra spent the next hour doing her hair, her face and dressing. She then lay on the bed and read some of the latest western women's magazines that were there for her.

A couple of hours later the two huge guys came back in and set up a dinner table for two, candles, some wine & put on some music before leaving. Later they were followed by a waiter who checked the room before leaving. Finally the door opened to reveal a gentleman in fine western clothes but his finely chiselled featured had him down as a Russian, and a wealthy one at that. He introduced himself as Ivaneko and took Sandra's hand in his to kiss it. He then poured her some wine and the waiter appeared by magic to serve a magnificent dinner. The horrors of the past week faded to the back of Sandra's mind as life seemed to be returning to normal.

Ivaneko was thoroughly charming, witty, well educated and a gentleman as they shared a 5 star dinner & wines. After coffees they shared a line of coke and danced out on the balcony overlooking the city. Finally Ivaneko slowly stripped off her dress and led her to bed in her lingerie. Ivaneko seemed a tireless lover as he adored, teased and satisfied her body, senses and soul through an endless night of athletic sex and gentle love making. He fucked her from behind as she braced herself against the balcony handrail and they watched the dawn come up as he brought her to yet another fine orgasm and then shot his own wad of spunk into her welcoming wet pussy.

The fine wine, the incredible dinner, the dancing and the endless intimate sex made everything right with the world as he finally pulled the heavy curtains to and led her to bed where she slept for the rest of the day.

Sandra awoke in the late afternoon to find him gone. She freshened herself up and sat on the bed in the lingerie as there wasn't any other clothes to wear. Half an hour later the two huge guys walked in picked her up and walked her downstairs.

"WHOA, Hold on a minute guys, where are you taking me?" Sandra demanded.

The place seemed like a hotel with a bar on the ground floor. 

"Just one fucking minute here, put me down ....... Come on guys tell me what the fuck is going on," Sandra's voice changed from demand at the start of the sentence to almost begging by the end of it.

In the bar they held her suspended in front of a little Mongolian man who introduced himself as "Mr Wang" which seemed an odd name for a Mongolian. "You now belong to me ..... I try you out myself first then you start work," he instructed simply and nodded towards a door.

The huge guys took Sandra into a small room with a bed and a wardrobe of lingerie. Off to the side was a shower and a bathroom which she saw as she was placed on the bed. The two guys left and Mr Wang stood in the doorway.

"Let us see how good you are compared with Chinese girls my little western fuck toy?" Mr Wang stated simply.

"You've got as much chance as a running fuck with a rolling donut," Sandra stated simply.

"A whore with spirit ..... I like that" smiled Mr Wang, "I love to fuck a whore with spirit ..... and then I break that spirit so a whore just fucks. That is all a whore needs to do is fuck while I make money. Men in this town are going to pay good money to fuck a western whore like you. Many haven't fucked a western whore but have heard tales from their grandfathers of when German women were bought east during the war so the men could fuck them to death."

Sandra shivered with fear.

"Do you speak German whore?" Wang enquired.

"Fuck off, I am English", Sandra announced in as plumy an English accent as she could muster.

"Maybe on quiet days we teach you to speak German so men think they are fucking Grandfathers whore's offspring," Wang laughed with an ice cold tone to his voice, "Now show me how good you can fuck so I can put you to work." Wang pulled a leather belt from his trousers, "If you are a lousy fuck I will beat you until you ride like a thoroughbred horse.

"Get fucked Chink," Sandra spat.

Sandra only saw a brief flash of movement before incredible pain arced through her hand as she realised Wang had used his belt as a whip, so quickly she hadn't even seen it.

"I love a mare with spirit," Wang laughed out loud.

Sandra screamed again as the belt slammed into her other hand.

"Yes, I am good at breaking mares and whores" Wang stated proudly, "I have as long as it takes ...... Which will last longest whore? Your spirit or your energy?"

Sandra was petrified. She had felt so safe and secure in Danny's arms, that seemed a world away now and probably was as she seemed to be in the arsehole of eastern Russia. How had she fucked up such a simple & rewarding life being a wife & mother with her own career in the Police, to now being what appeared to be the only westerner in a whorehouse. Her desire for risk and cock had taken her from a safe marriage to a risky location unknown to her friends & colleagues where she was going to get more cock than she ever desired or thought possible. What had her life come to? Sandra just couldn't comprehend how she had come to be in this position as Mr Wang removed all his clothes and stood there with a reasonable sized cock (for an Asian she thought) and a hard on that was going to take its pleasure in whatever way its master wanted and that frightened and horrified Sandra.

"Now service me whore, and prove to me that you are worth the investment."

Sandra took several steps forward and stared into the black cold Asiatic eyes and just saw unlimited darkness, not an ounce of warmth or human kindness. For the first time in her life Sandra knew what it meant to be truly alone and unloved. Tears rang down her cheeks as her knees started to bend and she sank downwards towards the concrete floor.

At the same time half a world away in London Danny was being debriefed and having his six monthly review at the same time. The panel were currently singing his praises and the unlimited information he was bringing out about Pritak's organisation and the recent corruption arrests that had gone through many police agencies in the UK and Europe based on Sandra's successful 'Bedding' list of the top brass. This had left spaces at the top that each on the panel wanted to fill themselves and Danny had given them the opportunity. They were making promises to Danny to make his few remaining years in the force very rewarding and pleasant. They were particularly impressed that Sandra had gone east of her own accord to find out more about Pritak's operation in Russia and the emerging market of China. They understood that it would take time for Sandra to build contracts, information and a secure line of communication. They accepted it when Danny told them this might take a year or more before they received payback, but they were convinced when Danny said that they should want until Sandra got in touch in her own timescale to avoid risking her security.

Wang held Sandra across his knees as his belt left deep red welts across her arse. She fought, screamed and cried and Wang's cock pushed harder against her mound as she rubbed across his lap. Sandra's screams could be heard in the bar where men were paying huge sums of money to be the next one to fuck the westerner.

Wang's fingers were coated with Sandra's juices as he pulled them out of her pussy and rubbed the juices into her burning hot welted skin. Finally the beating finished and Wang threw her off his knees onto the bed with surprising agility and strength for his size compared with hers. Sandra turned on her side and suddenly felt Wang stretch up one of her legs vertically and he sat on her other thigh and fed his hard on into Sandra's stretched open and wet pussy. He wrapped his arms around her stockinged leg that reached up above his head towards the ceiling as he got into a steady fucking motion.

Danny was out on the town with the panel of senior officers and some other police mates. Danny was "THE MAN", his reputation for success going before him, paving the way for easier final years in the force. But most importantly hew was getting weekend and more time at home with his kids and the new lady in his life. He was learning to trust and love again.

Sandra's screams, grunts, yells and simple begging resounded throughout the bar all night as Wang seemed unstoppable in the way he fucked her and had her service him back to hardness once again. Around midnight he had some opium to reinvigorate his vigour so to speak and about 2am he gave Sandra a line of coke as she was flagging and the fight seemed to have gone out of her. At the moment Wang was sat on a chair with Sandra sitting on his cock with her back towards him and Wang gripping her ass cheeks hard in each hand as he lifted and dropped the large western woman on his lap.

Finally about 4am Wang was sated and satisfied that she was good enough for his clientele. He pulled out of her for the last time and had Sandra lick his cock clean before he stood up and calmly got dressed. The door opened and a tray of food was brought in and placed next to Sandra.

"You have half an hour to eat, wash, change and be ready for my best customer. He will have paid a considerable sum of money to be next and you need to ensure you give him value for money so he goes away extremely satisfied and tells everyone else about you.

With that Wang left and entered the bar to rousing cheers from the assembled punters. The bar man passed him a list of the deposits paid to be the next in line to fuck the westerner.

Wang drank vodka and worked the crowd bragging how good the new woman was and how she would screw their Asian cocks off like no Chinese or Mongol ever could in their wildest fantasy. As the 30 minutes ticked away the deposits rose. An obscene amount of money was behind the bar, over a year's worth of bar takings had been placed for the right to fuck the westerner.

Finally the bar man called for quiet and the bar man passed him a piece of paper with a name and a sum of money on it. Even Wang was taken aback not just by the money but by who it was.

Danny's speech was slurring and he needed some food, but he felt on top of the world. He knew these young bucks shouting him drinks wanted to be on his team, to be in line to share in the glory and the credit when Danny finally decided to bring Pritak's empire down and slide off into a cosy retirement with his new lady and family. Danny knew he could do that with his honesty & integrity intact. He had never taken a bribe or any of the money floating around in Pritak's organisation. Danny was just a simple honest Policeman who served the right side of law and order.

'Yes,' Danny thought as he was poured into a cab by his new fan club, 'Both sides of the ledger have been balanced'.

The 80 year old World War Two veteran was helped to his feet by respectful younger men and helped towards THE door. He stepped into the room under his own power and the door was closed behind him.

Sandra looked up as she dried her hair in her satin night gown. She was surprised to see such as old man. She expected him to be mid 40's to 50's as that was the age of men with surplus money who could afford to spend it on women other than their wives. Sandra put her towel down and stood up straight in front of the old man out of natural respect for his age; the old man appreciated this and smiled back. Sandra saw the archetypical stereotype – the old man with a single tooth of not much in the way of gums either, but he looked a happy old soul. She really didn't consider him to be the high rolling 'John' that had just bid for her, she considered him to be an old retainer for the hotel, Wang's father perhaps; but not someone who had just paid to screw her.

The old boy stepped into her space and slowly put his hands on her hips. Sandra wasn't tall by western standards but she towered over this old man and felt no fear of him. The old man tugged on one hip and pushed on the other wanting Sandra to turn around. With a smile to tolerate the old man she did so and then she felt his gnarled fingers run over her buttocks through the satin.

"You randy old goat," she laughed as she turned back to face him.

Danny almost fell out of the cab, but two of the young bucks caught him and led him to the hotel entrance. Danny stood on the steps of the hotel and saw a solitary star in the city lit sky. 'Must be planet for me to see it in the city,' his pissed brain considered, 'I wonder if you can see that it Russia?'

The old boy reached up high to slide the thin straps off Sandra's shoulders and the triangles of satin fell off her enhanced breasts. The 80 year old veteran saw Sandra's breasts through the eyes of a 20 year old. The same 20 year old that had lost his virginity to a Second World War prisoner whore 60 odd years ago. He reached up with surprising speed and brutally grabbed hold of Sandra's nipples in incredibly strong fingers and thumbs. And then he hung on.

The resultant scream garnered a rousing cheer from the men in the bar and renewed respect for the old veteran. They hoped they could live up to him when they finally got their turn with the western whore. This 'people smuggling business' might not be called that in their part of the world yet but people were going to benefit from it, not least Wang. So where was the harm? as men smiled in Russia and one man fell asleep in his hotel half a world away, a contented smile on his face as well.



Undercover Ch. 03



H'mmn, it seemed that Cade was one of the exceptions to the rule and she cursed him for it. She had never felt this tingling all over her body, and for him of all people? He must have done this on purpose, she thought. But he had seemed so shocked as he retreated from her -- as if he was waking up from a drugged sleep and could not believe what he was doing. 

How could he heat her up so easily, and then just walk away from her when she was willing? A small tug of remorse at her uninhibited response was troubling her mind. How could she have acted so shameful and wanted to bed a man she practically hated? Geesh, what was wrong with her? She had never behaved like a sex-starving maniac before. She must be deranged, she thought, and right now her body was so heated that she feared it would take weeks to calm down again. 

Finally she collected herself enough to pull her clothes together, swearing some sort of revenge on the jerk. Maybe she should try to seduce him after all. The thought was more tempting than ever. To think that she had the ability to make this guy's brain turn into muddle for a few minutes was intoxicating. It was a power she had never felt before, and she could not help feeling rejoice in the obvious evidence of his desire for her. 

That bulge in his pants had been quite impressive. She had felt his warm flesh through the fabric, wanting to touch his naked skin. The next time she swore she would succeed. He was not getting away after this - and her current role was just perfect for hunting men.



Undercover Ch. 04



But he did get away. A week had gone by and all Erin had seen of Cade was small glimpses. 

The man was a complete coward. There was no other explanation. He was clearly avoiding her and when they actually met, he pretended their little interlude had never happened. Instead he portrayed all of his High-and-Mightiness to almost Award-winning levels and he was treating her like a silly child trying to act the role of a secretary. Which she probably was when one considered her disguise and total lack of secretary skills. 

Still, he had a mysterious tendency of always being around when she did something stupid. The man had to have spies everywhere or he was clairvoyant. Oh well, his almost complete avoidance of her had at least given her a lot of good opportunities to search for evidence, but still she had not found anything of interest. The company still seemed to be well run and profitable, and had been that way for several years as well, and even she could not find anything wrong about the accounts. 

This was really frustrating, but she still had to stay here for the three months she had promised Warren. That gave her plenty of time to salivate over her boss, cursing her heels for the billionth time, as well as practising on her bad sleeping abilities. She was so tired of tossing and turning at night that she would soon fall asleep during the days instead. Sexual frustration, she was sure. And Cade was to be blamed for that as well. 

Every time she fell asleep she dreamed about a hot and hard-muscled male making love to her in every position possible. But every time she would wake up before she managed to gain her release. It was really frustrating. The dream-Cade was just as elusive as the real man. Damn him. That meant she had to practise some self-treatment instead, but that was not nearly as satisfying as the real thing. 

What on earth had happened to her? Had someone spiked her coffee with Spanish fly or something? She had never been this hungry for a man between her legs before. It seems that after so many years of being single her libido had finally decided to make up for all the lost opportunities and had kick into over-gear. Perhaps she had to persuade Warren to stop this idiotic assignment soon, before she went completely crazy with lust?





Undercover Ch. 04



Damn, the woman was a menace and a temptation he tried hard to resist. 

He had met several of her kind before, and he had always managed to evade the women trying to sleep their way to the top. So why was this one bothering him so much? He could barely sleep without having hot dreams about fucking and sucking her all over her luscious body, or even better -- of having her sucking his cock into that pink-coloured mouth of hers. He groaned as his shaft began to harden. He had to stop thinking about her all together. It was only two more months now and he would be rid of her. 

He glanced around the room and noticed his clothes were lying torn on the floor. What the hell had happened last night? He half-remembered having a strange and very erotic dream featuring a busty female caressing his cock and taking him into her mouth. Bizarre, he thought. There was no sign of any female. 

He scratched his stomach and was surprised to find an oily substance smeared across his entire frontal body. What on earth? He still could not remember anything after he got to the bar, so what had happened? Looking around his bedroom, he could not see anything different. He must have dragged himself home then collapsed on the bed after tearing off his clothes. Very strange. He only shook his head and went for the shower. The mystery would surely clear as soon as he got a warm shower and some strong coffee. 





Undercover Ch. 05



Erin listened as Cade snapped at another employee. His temper was definitely not of the best lately, but usually it was her on the receiving line of his bad moods. 

He had not confronted her with the Christmas-picture yet, so hopefully he hadn't figured out who had pulled the prank on him. Still he was as sour as ever and even a couple of days had not managed to cool down his temper. 

She heard him curse again in a very inventive vocabulary. She would never have thought he had it in him, but that only showed how little one really knew about other people. Erin chuckled. In fact, she did prefer this grumpy fellow to the iceberg any time of day. At least these days he did show some feelings and she had not heard him use that upper-class and haughty tone at all lately. No, he was definitely improving, she thought.

So who was the latest victim. Oh, Sam, of course, he was one of the few that tolerated the boss's bad mood swings. The others had the good sense to stay away from him altogether. Still, he was quite entertaining once you saw the humour in it, she thought. 

She entered the office. Cade was still working on his tirade, while Sam was sitting calmly in a chair, just smiling. 

"Look, Cade," Sam intervened as soon as Cade stopped to take a short breath in his tirade. "Why don't you go for a long walk and work off that temper of yours? Right now you're not thinking too clearly." 

"Oh, I'm not to sure a walk will help at the present stage," Erin intervened laughingly. "I would rather suggest a small trip to the nearest whorehouse for some oiling and service, or perhaps a cold bath. There's nothing better for solving that problem of your sexual frustrations, boss." 

As soon as the sentence was finished she looked into Cade's face, and the strange look on his face made her freeze on the spot. Oops, maybe she shouldn't have said that. He was probably still angry, she thought, and prepared herself for a hasty retreat. Maybe he had discovered who was responsible for his new fame among the female staff. Instead, he seemed to calm down and got an even stranger look in his face. He was actually smiling. This didn't bode well at all.

"That sounds like a good idea, wouldn't you agree, Sam?" 

Sam looked at them both in complete ignorance. "Huh?" was all he managed to say.

"Sam, why don't you take Mrs. Anderson for an extended lunch?" Sam finally seemed to grasp a hold of reality, and his smile broke out as if he finally understood what was going on. 

"My pleasure," Sam answered while exiting the room. Erin suddenly got a premonition of something not being entirely right. Their grumpy and ill-tempered boss was smiling just like a cat when getting sight of a juicy meal. That was definitely a bad sign, she thought, and started retreating as casually as she could. 

"In that case I'm also heading for lunch," she said and walked quickly toward the door. But just before she could reach it, the door closed right in front of her. Confused, she glanced up to see a large hand was holding it closed and a warm body was felt against her backside. He moved closer and she could feel his warm breath down her neck. She shivered while trying to grab a hold of herself. 

"What, I'm not allowed to have lunch either?" she asked with more calm than she felt. 

"Oh, don't worry, you will have lunch, but not the way you thought," Cade answered calmly with a voice several octaves below his usual yelling. This voice was deep and dangerously seductive and much too close to her ear. 

"I suggest you open the door right now," she started a little angrier now as she tried to conceal her worry with anger. "Otherwise I might charge you with sexual harassment." 

His answer was quick and not to her liking as his other hand came forward and before she could prevent it he turned the lock in the door and rested his hand on the other side of her head -- crowding her in. 

"Now," he said calmly. "Finally we can have a small conversation about some pictures floating around." 

She turned around and pretended a calmness she didn't feel, and asked, "what pictures?" 

"Don't play the ignorant with me," he answered. "I know you were responsible. Only, I want the names of your associates as well." She didn't respond. "No? Are you protecting them? That's fine with me. Then I'll just stick to punishing you. You can have their share as well." 

"What?" she gasped. "You do know that hitting you employees is against the law? I also think that Warren would be very interested to know what sort of creep he's partnering with and how that creep treats his employees." 

"Forget Warren. This is about me being sniggered at every time I walk out of my office. Someone has made copies of that damn poster and distributed it. I even found one on my desk. So perhaps you would care to tell me who the culprit is?" 

She just stared at him, still refusing to answer. 

"Keeping quiet, are you? I'll take that as a sure sign that I've found the one responsible. But the silence won't last long," he said silkily. "I have figured out a way to punish you and relieve my own suffering at the same time," he said while moving his hand from the arch of her neck and continued downwards in a leisurely movement. 

All the way her skin tingled by the touch. He moved his hand across her nipples, and she could feel the tips contracting instantly. She let out a reluctant but inevitable gasp and looked at him, trying to grasp what he was up to but still too dazed to understand completely. 

Then he suddenly ripped open her blouse. She jerked backwards in surprise and bumped into the door behind her. She gripped her blouse and tried to close it again. She had wanted to seduce the man, but on her own terms. Not to be the recipient of this wildly dominant maleness - although the beginning moistness in her panties tried to tell her otherwise. She moved sideways and tried to put more space between them.

"No, don't hide," he said, and stalked her. 

She collided with something hard, the desk she thought, and turned around to watch her step. Then he pounced on her again. His arms snuggled around her, cupping both her breasts. She could feel a hard chest against her back, and she realised how much larger than her he actually was. He bent his head and starting kissing her neck slowly and thoroughly. 

The sensation surprised her. Her skin caught fire at the same time his lips met her warm skin and she felt lightning spreading through her body at an instant. She bent her head to the side, giving him easier access to her throat as he dropped kisses all along her warm skin. She felt a tingling sensation starting in her cunt and the feeling increased as he reached around her and started playing with her nipples, making them tighten to his every caress. She moaned and thrust her breasts into his hands as she moved her back against his front. She felt something hard pushing into her backside and realising it was his cock hardening to join in on the fun. 

Finally she would have him, she thought. She had longed for this for so long now and her entire body trembled with expectations. Never had she wanted a man this much before. 

He cupped her breasts again before bending to kiss the other side of her neck. He was sucking her skin so hard into his mouth that she was sure he would leave a mark there come morning. She didn't care. In fact, the thought of him marking her made her moisten even more than before and she reached behind her to touch every part of his body she could reach. She wanted to pleasure him as much as he pleasured her. He held her tight to him and she could not reach his cock even as much as she wanted to.

"I want to touch you," she groaned. He released her only so much that her hands could sneak between their bodies and she found his hard shaft straining against his pants. She roamed her hands along the ridge and tried to tighten her hands around him. He groaned into her ear as she continued to caress his swollen member.

"Enough," he growled as he turned her around and lifted her onto the desk in one fluid motion. She felt feather light and welcomed the feeling of being mastered by this strong man. She had always been the strong one in every relationship she had been involved in. To feel small and let him cater for her was a new experience which made her shiver in excitement. 

He took her mouth in a hard kiss again and she answered him fully. He stroked his tongue along her lips as if he tried to dry her of all her willpower and surrender to his rule. But she would not give in easily, she vowed and started to rip at his clothes. His shirt buttons went flying as she ripped open his shirt and she could hear some of them hitting the floor as she moved her fingers over his warm and hard muscled skin. He was just as tempting as she remembered him and she relished the thought of roaming her hands and her mouth all over his body. 

He helped her dragging off his shirt and he threw it away before he roamed his hands down her front and cupped her cunt through her clothes before he leisurely caressed her clit so she became warm all over. She gasped as he hit the right spot dead on and she answered by spreading her legs further apart and collecting them behind him. 

"You like that, don't you?" he asked unnecessarily as her breathing increased along with the warmer colour on her skin. 

"Yes," she said hoarsely and closed her eyes to concentrate fully on the feeling of complete abandonment surging through her veins.

"No, don't close your eyes. Look at me!" he ordered. Then he continued in a silkily tone "Look at me. I want you to see who is giving you pleasure." 

Her breath hitched at his unexpected demand but she could not take her eyes off of him. His grey eyes were glowing as she felt his fingers slowly caressing her clit through her panties. She could feel her clit pulsing and warm cream was dampening both her panties and his fingers. She felt her face getting warmer as he continued to look into her eyes as he stroked her slowly and purposefully. She felt her body warming to him and body was craving his every touch. He moved his other hands to her breasts and caressed her nipples, stroking them so her cravings were mounting even higher.

"Let it go," he tempted her. His eyes were blazing as ever before and she felt herself coming closer to the edge, her breathing becoming more erratic as she stared into the eyes of the man caressing her. 

Just before she plunged into screaming her release he caught her mouth in a hard kiss and swallowed the scream that was erupting from her trembling body. She moaned into his mouth as she felt the trembles move all over her body and causing her to lose grip of everything. She held on tight to Cade as he was her only salvation in a starving world and he held her close as the trembling gradually subsided to a small craving in her cunt. She breathed hard for a few minutes, holding on tight to the warm body so close to her own. 

Finally she emerged into consciousness again. Enough to realise he was still erect as she felt his stiff member against her stomach. She eased her hand away from the tight grip she had around his shoulders. She had hung on to him for dear life as she erupted into the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced. She moved her palm slowly down his front while trying to take in as much of his skin as possible. She squeezed slightly around his hard male nipples on her way down toward the most interesting part of him.

He trembled as she passed his stomach and aimed directly at the hard shaft protruding over his pants. She touched the head of his cock and he sucked air into his lunges in a quick motion. 

Reaching for the buttons in his pants she opened them slowly while watching the process emerge before her. At once, his shaft released from the pants and continued to harden in front of her. She tugged his trousers and boxers downwards and looked at the large member presented to her.

"Oh my," she exclaimed as if seeing him for the first time. The last time he had not been this large, and she trembled with the thought of taking him inside of her body. She was not sure he would fit, at least not easily. But she was surely tempted to give it a try. 

She reached down and cupped him in her hands. He groaned above her. Cupping his heavy stones she bent her head and opened her mouth over his cock, sucking him into her warmth. He trembled as if he had to work on keeping his balance. She stroked along his shaft, starting at the root and moving upwards toward her mouth. She let him escape her mouth completely and she blew some cold air on him while she watched his cock swell even more. She could see the purplish veins so clearly it seemed he was about to burst. She bent down again and took all she could manage of him into her mouth and sucked greedily. He groaned loudly.

"Wait! Stop!" he growled as she continued her ministrations, wanting to feel his saltiness inside of her mouth. 

She reached for his sacks again and began stroking him carefully as she sucked his cock into her mouth again. He suddenly moved away from her and his cock escaped her mouth with a plopping sound. She glared at him, and tried to reach for his cock again - making him return to her. 

But he just stood before her catching his breath in deep gulps as if forcibly collecting his control again. Then he quickly discarded his pants and boxers before lifting her down from the table. He kissed her hard as he discarded her blouse and bra, and reached for the zipper in her skirt. 

She stared dazedly at him before helping undressing in front of him. His sudden expedience was making her moisten and she longed to feel him inside of her. He lifted her onto the desk again and moved between her opened thighs, aiming his cock directly at her clit and caressing her with his hard flesh. She reached down between them and circled his cock as she tempted him to enter her. 

"Come inside of me," she begged him, looking him into his eyes as he had asked her earlier.

"Are you ready for me?" he asked instead while caressing her nipples with his hands.

"Yes," she groaned and moved one of his hands downwards to her cunt. 

He followed her request and stroked her clit slowly as he adjusted the angle of his cock and stroking it along her warm skin. She groaned. He moved his hand lower still and directly at her cunt. Finding the small opening, he carefully moved one finger inside of her. She moaned and leaned backwards over the desk, giving him easier access. He followed her invitation and pushed another finger inside of her.

"Are you sure you can take all of me?" he asked while he moved his fingers slowly in and then out of her wet cunt.

"Yes," she groaned as she felt another wave of liquid coating his fingers way inside of her body. She spread her legs further apart, and tried to drag him closer to her.

"You will have to take another one of my fingers then," he said while pushing a third finger into her body. 

She felt the increased pressure pushing its way into her and she closed her muscles around his fingers. 

"You're so tight," he groaned as in pain, while he continued to push his fingers into her cunt before retreating all the way out again. She shuddered with arousal and want. If he did not take her soon she would probably push him to the floor and take him instead. He chuckled, as her frustration was obvious on her face. "Impatient, darling?"

"Just take me," she gasped. "Now!" she continued when he didn't act quickly enough. 

He gave her a smile before bending over her and sucking at her lower lip. His cock was now angled directly where she wanted it and she pushed herself upwards to collect him against her cunt. 

Her legs collected behind his back and she dragged him to her. His cock swelled as it met her welcoming cunt. He moved his body forward and pushed his shaft slowly into her pussy. Her body was almost resisted the large cock pushing into her and she let out a groan before managing to relax her muscles. He stopped while waiting for her to adjust to his size. Then pushed a few more inches inside of her.

"Relax and you'll be fine," he told her as he retreated and then moved inside of her again. 

This time she could feel her body moisten to coat his way. She dragged his body closed to her, wanting him to plunge all the way inside of her right now. Still, he held back and moved slowly another inch inside of her. She groaned in frustration but he only bent down and kissed her open-mouthed as he moved in and out of her in shallow stroked. She sucked his tongue and at the same time he plunged all the way inside of her - pushed his cock in to the hilt in one fluid motion. 

Her moan was met by his kiss and a little sound emerged as he continued to retreat almost away from her cunt, then plunged his hard length all the way inside of her again. She gasped as she felt another orgasm coming closer and she strained her muscles in order to tighten around him and keeping him inside of her.

"Oh god," he groaned as she managed to tighten her cunt around his shaft. 

He moved backwards and slowly away from her body, before plunging back inside. Embedded inside of her he bent down and sucked her nipples. He started to increase his pace and fucked her cunt so thoroughly she was sure she would erupt at the spot if he kept this up. They both gasped by the sheer pleasure, and Cade gripped underneath her buttocks to raise her further onto himself, before starting fucking her in longer and faster movements. Her clit was stimulated every time he plunged into her body and she felt herself floating higher and higher toward an unknown level of orgasm.

"Come for me!" he groaned as he plunged hard into her body. 

She tried to hold back, to keep him inside of her for as long as she wanted, but as he adjusted his angle and hit some pleasure spot inside of her, she screamed out her release as her entire body shook with the warmth spreading through her every cell. She felt contractions mounting in her abdomen and she held Cade so hard as she erupted around his hard cock. 

Her contractions made short work of Cade as well and he plunged into her a few more times before he erupted into oblivion as the orgasm hit him. His cock was jerking in her cunt as he spurted his load into her willing body. Collapsing on top of her he sank down onto her warm body in a hoop of exhaustion and utter contentment, barely remembering to maintain some of his weight on his arms so as not to crush his partner. 

They lay still for a while, simply breathing and trying to collect their wits. Erin still had her arms around his neck, and she could barely remember why the surface below her felt so hard. A pile of papers was cutting into her lower back, and the pain suddenly transferred her back to reality. The lunch break had to be nearly finished now, and here she lay on her boss's desk, naked except for the boss himself covering her body. A jerking motion inside of her cunt suddenly made her veins flood with coldness as if cold water had been poured into her body. His cock was still inside of her. He had come inside of her, his semen flooding her inviting body -- a body that was not protected in any way. 

Oh my god, she thought. They hadn't used any protection at all. Not to mention that it was their main suspect who now lay gasping between her limp legs -- his cock still buried inside her soaked cunt. Seducing the suspect into confessing was one thing. This felt more like the man had devoured her entire body and still she had wanted him. So much that he had made her forget all about her assignment and let her body take full control in order to get this man inside of her. This was not good. She had to get away from him fast -- before he made her lose the small amount of control she had left and perhaps confess the whole set-up to him. The man was dangerous to her mind and self-control. This had got to stop.




Undercover Ch. 05



"Get off," she said almost hysterically. 

"Mmph?" Cade moaned. Still completely fogged by the powerful release he had just experienced. 

"Get off of me," she said, a little louder this time. She pushed at his chest at the same time, and this time the message got through. He got up and stood swaying -- his hair in disarray and a confused look on his face. Under other circumstances she would find him utterly irresistible and drag him back down for another round but she had made her choice. She jumped up, tugged her clothes back on in a frantic manner, while trying to maintain a sort of calm - at least enough composure to make her escape to the solitude of her temporary flat. 

"Hey, where are you going?" Cade shouted after her as she escaped through the door. "Come back here!" 

She ignored him and practically ran out of the office and into her car.



Undercover Ch. 06



"Damn," Cade swore to himself as he tried to put his clothes back on again. That did get way out of hand - again. He had never meant for it to go that far. He had only wanted to warm her up a bit and transfer some of his frustrations onto her. 

Instead she had been so responsive he could not contain himself. And the following release had simply been earth shattering. He had never before experienced anything like that. This obviously had some potential, he thought. But perhaps it was best to give her some space before pounding on her again. He would give her a few hours. That was all. Then they would have a serious discussion. He was not letting her get away from something that felt so good.

Now where had his pants gone? No way if he was going to let Mrs. Anderson or Sam catch him wearing only his boxers. That would surely make their tongues wiggle even worse than they already did.





Undercover Ch. 07



The next morning Cade drove her uphill and far into to wilderness. At least that was her impression as she looked out on the surrounding scenery along the narrow road they were driving on. She had never ventured this far away from a shopping centre in her life. The road was barely drivable at some places and she wondered how anyone would want to stay at this cottage at all. No, hunting lodge. Anyway, what was it for? Shooting wild animals for pleasure? Or kill them before they ate you? A howl was heard as in perfect alignment with her thoughts. She shivered. 

"What was that?" she asked suspiciously. 

"Just one of the wolves," Cade replied calmly.

"Wolves? Are there wolves here? Do they eat people?" Erin looked around suspiciously. 

She had never liked wild animals, and she had no intention of starting now. 

"Don't think so, but you never know," he said and winked at her. Actually winked - he must be enjoying this, she thought glumly. The jerk. The howl came again. She shrank back from the window. Would not look out in case she would see something she didn't want to have any close contact with. She moved closer to Cade. He was a complete asshole but right now he was human and close. That balanced out all his other bad qualities.





Undercover Ch. 07



Suddenly she felt a warm body press into her back and arms settling around her. She inhaled sharply as she realised Cade had joined in.

"Want some help with that?" his deep voice resonated in her ears. She froze in complete mortification while the lust poured through her body. She could not utter a sound. 

He must have taken her silence as an invitation as his hands reached for the cloth and continued stroking it across her clit. She spread her legs wider, and leaned back against the hard body behind her. He bent down and kissed her throat as he continued to stroke his other hand down her thighs and further up over her stomach. Circling her breasts, she moaned as his finger found a nipple and pinched it slightly. He enveloped her between his naked legs and she felt herself needing his support to keep standing as he continued stroking her body. 

She could feel his hard cock against her back and she wanted to turn around and stroke him the same way he did to her. At the same time, Cade rubbed her clit hard a few times and she grabbed his arms in a hard grip as pleasure surged through her body and she screamed with joy. Holding her tightly to him, he let her stand still for a while as wave after wave flowed through her trembling body until it stilled some and she was left hanging on to his arms and still breathing heavily. 

The warmth from her body was heating his flesh and he dumped the cloth into the wash bowl before he bent down and lifted her limp body up to his chest and carried her quietly over to his bed. Following her down, he lay on his side behind her back in a spoon fashion. He moved his hand over her hips and tried to keep her skin warm. Moving his arm around her he roamed his hand up from her stomach and touched her breasts. Circling the nipples she groaned and pressed her bottom nearer his cock, trying to entice him to enter her warmth. 

He only lay still and roamed his hands slowly all over her body. Never had she felt this contentment before. But her body was still hungry for his touch and she could feel his erection getting more pronounced now. She turned around and pressed him onto his back. He went willingly but still kept on roaming his hands slowly across every inch of her skin that he could reach. The candlelight could barely reach this part of the lodge but she could see his erect cock standing straight up. She reached for him, and his cock made a jerking motion at the same time she reached for him. He lay down and let her do what she wanted while continuing to stroke her thighs and moving toward her breasts.

"My turn now," she said, and grabbed his hands and laid them down on his sides. "You just lay still," she ordered him softly. 

He just smiled and she went straight to work and started by moving her hands from his throat and down across his chest. The warmth from his body was seeping into her every pore and she felt herself wanting to caress every inch of his body, of perhaps lick his entire skin. Yes, that was what she wanted and she bent her head down to suck on one of his male nipples. 

He groaned loudly as she gave the other the same treatment. But she wanted to look as well, she thought and raised her head and roamed her hands along his strong arms and following the small patch of hair from his chest and down to his stomach. She followed the same trail with her mouth and carefully dropped kisses all the way down his front. His breath hitched and as she reached his stomach she could tell he was holding his breath and awaiting her next move. 

He did not have to wait long as she enveloped his cock in both hands and squeezed slightly a few times. A small drop of liquid was starting to collect on the head and she bent down and licked the salty drop into her mouth, before giving his cock a small sucking. Wanting to prolong the sensation, she let his cock escape her mouth and she continued stroking and kissing her way down his thighs and legs. He made a sound as if protesting her move, before allowing her to continue her slow salutation to his body. She could feel him tightening his leg muscles and she knew he wanted his release. Well, she wanted to prolong this moment as long as possible and she lifted herself up and turned her body around giving him a nice view of her moist cunt as she continued to lick her way up his legs. 

The view did not satisfy him long and soon she felt herself being dragged closer to his head as his hands moved along her thighs. He stroked her slowly around her cunt, before giving her clit a small rub. She groaned and answered the rub by locating his cock and taking it into her mouth. She took in as much as she could, then moved up again as she used her tongue to find the pleasure point right below the cock head. He moaned as she circled the spot with her tongue and sucked greedily at his cock. He was so large she could not contain much inside of her mouth. 

Giving him a last hard suck she let go of his cock and made a popping sound as he escaped her mouth. Then bending down to the root of his instrument she started to lick and kiss her way back up toward the crown again. His body shuddered and he started moving his hands around her cunt again. 

Stroking her slowly across the clit she found herself wanting him to touch her harder and more directly. She wiggled her hips as to show him the right direction and he answered by locating the warm opening of her pussy and slowly pushed a finger inside of her. She felt her clit pulse as he added another finger into her pussy and stroking her clit at the same time. She felt herself impaled on his hard fingers and still she wanted something bigger inside of her. 

She moaned as he continued to move slowly in and out of her cunt and she moved her hips at the same time he moved, matching the entry of his fingers with a downward push of her own. The movement made her gasp as he hit her walls and making her cream all over his fingers. She increasing her sucking of his cock and felt him lose his rhythm as she sucked him hard into her mouth.

"Oh god," he gasped as she continued working his cock and coating his cock head with her saliva. She could not take this any longer she thought as he increased the pace of finger fucking her willing cunt. She raised her body away from him, and turned herself quickly around in the other direction again, and impaled herself on his hard cock in one fluid motion. They both gasped as his cock invaded her tight pussy and she enveloped all of him in her warmth. She sat down on him, and only felt the pleasure in keeping his large cock so tightly inside of her. Feeling every inch of her cunt being filled to the rim by his hard and warm cock. 

She bent slightly backwards and felt her muscles tighten around him, trying to milk him of everything he had. Reluctantly she laid her weight on her knees and started to raise her body away from his. Protesting slightly he raised his hips at the same time and they met on the way as she slammed down onto his cock again. Her entire body was trembling with the pleasure surging through her veins, and she heard Cade breathing heavily as she raised herself several more times and slammed down onto him again. 

Adjusting her angle, she bent forward and collected her legs behind her and rocked up and down on his cock for a few times. The movement massaged her clit and she felt warm blood rushing to the touching point. The position prevented Cade from moving much and she felt herself very selfish when she rubbed her clit against his body a few more times in order to pleasure herself. 

His heavy breathing told her he was still coming along nicely and she raised her upper body and gave him a nice look of her swollen breasts and hard nipples. The temptation proved too much for him and he dragged her closer to his mouth and sucked her nipples greedily as he raised his pelvis rhythmically. She just held onto him and felt the combined pleasure of warmth and need streaming from both her breast and her cunt. She bent her legs and held them close along his body as she slowly sank down onto his cock again. He grabbed her hips and directed her movements as she enveloped his entire cock and took him all the way into her body. 

He groaned loudly and she could feel her legs trembling slightly. She bent slightly forward, making sure her clit was massaged at the same time she impaled herself onto his cock. His grip around her thighs tightened and he raised his hips so he could come even further into her body. She gasped as they moved in unison, stroking every inch of his cock along her heathen walls. Feeding her greedy cunt with all the filling it could take. 

She felt her need increasing higher and she could not take the waiting any longer. It was enough of the teasing. Now she only wanted to come so hard she could hardly be able to walk properly come morning. She raised her body as far away from him as she could, and slammed down onto his cock. She supported her arms properly and started to move her hips, tightening around him with all her strength as she started riding him hard and fast. 

Feeling her clit tightening she strengthened all the muscles she could around his cock and moved in long and hard motions, never minding the slight pain the hard movements caused along her pussy. She heard Cade breathing coming harder and she felt every muscle in his body tightening as he held on for dear life to the pace she had started. 

He still held onto her hips and pushed her pelvis down onto his hard cock at the exact time as he raised his hips from the bed -- impaling her even deeper than before. She screamed loudly as her orgasms hit her hard and she could feel her head blackening out as Cade screamed out his own orgasm. She struggled to continue moving and closing all her muscles around his cock as he erupted into her body, but very soon she had to stop completely as her limp body fell onto Cade's in a heap of pure exhaustion. 

He enclosed her in his arms and they just lay still as his cock was still making small tugs inside of her body. She could feel her answering contractions as she milked his cock out of every seed he could provide and she felt herself drifting to sleep with his warm arms still around her body. The last thing she remembered was Cade laying her on his side and holding his arms around her as she snuggled closer to his body and fell into a deep sleep.



Undercover Ch. 08



"We need to talk," Cade said the next morning as she was dressing herself. He had already gotten dressed and was obviously preparing breakfast when she finally came awake. She had been so relaxed after her orgasm that she slept like a log. Now she felt more alive and awake than she had done in ages. Having sex with Cade was obviously the best medicine for total relaxation, she smiled smugly. 

Finally concentrating on his words she looked at the sober man standing in front of her. She raised herself up and prepared to face anything he had in store for her. Still she could not stop her eyes from wandering hungrily all over his body. 

"About what?"

"About us, of course."

"Don't tell me you want to talk about marriage again," she bit him off quickly. "It's a ludicrous idea."

"Is it? So why do you jump into bed with the boss then?"

"Definitely not to make you marry me."

"Why not? You're not pleased with my fucking? Have you not gained any pleasures from it? Enough orgasms?"

"No, I have heard some rumours about multi-orgasms, but you still haven't convinced me in that area," she said humorously. "I can't marry a guy who can't give a woman several orgasms in a row. It should practically be a part of the wow." She smiled smugly at him and started to walk past him and heading straight toward the breakfast he had laid out on the table. 

"Breakfast," she said with water in her mouth. "Good, I'm starving." But before she could reach the food a hand gripped her arm and a warm male body came closer to her. 

"Why don't I try to convince you then?" Cade asked huskily and tumbled her onto the bed again.

"I was only joking," she said humorously. "I never intended to put any dents in your male pride. Although you could need to come down a peg or two," she grinned as she put her arms around him and dragged him down on top of her. 

Just as suddenly every thought of food had left her brain. All that mattered was the thought of urgency -- of taking advantage of this male adversary when she still had the chance. Her body was screaming to be filled by him again and again, until she would feel sated and content. Then she could leave him. 

He kissed her open-mouthed while his hands roamed all over her body. Her nipples tightened to his command and she felt herself heating to every small touch from his hand. A feeling of unease washed over her for a short while, before she pushed it back and tried to concentrate on the pleasure she was feeling. Right now she didn't want to think. She only wanted to feel alive and sexy, and having this incredible male following her every beck and call was highly arousing. 

She reached out her hands and stroked his body, moving her hand from his throat and slowly further down until she cupped his large erection in her hand. She squeezed slightly and he gave a responding groan, making her smile smugly and starting to unbutton his pants. 

"Not so fast," he growled, and reached for her hands. Holding them above her head he flipped her over on her stomach and she gave a surprised whelp as if she had lost her treat. She tried to turn around again, to see what he was up to, but he lowered his body on top of hers and prevented her from moving away. Dragging off the rest of her clothes she only protested mildly as she enjoyed his ministrations and the feeling of loosing control to this powerful and dominant male. She shuddered as her arousal spread and caused her cunt to liquefy in response to the fantasy. 

"What are you doing?" she wondered as she lay down again on the bed.

"Trying to convince you," he murmured in her ear before he started dropping kisses on her neck and further down her back. 

She shuddered as he moved slowly down over her back, gradually moving closer to her ass. She tightened her muscles in anticipation as he kissed her cheeks and moved slowly down to the back of her thighs and further down her legs. All the time he stroked his hands over her skin, trying to feel as much of her skin as he could and she shuddered again by the intense feeling of being worshipped. She felt her cunt moisten and she wanted to end this torment. Trying to reach for him, she turned over to the side, before he rolled her back on her stomach again.

"Lie still!" he ordered and moved upwards and dropped small kisses on her lumbar regions. Her back arched in an automatic response and she raised her bottom toward him -- silently begging him to do more than just kiss her.

She growled in desperation as he continued his soft touches and dropping small kisses up toward her shoulders again.

"Wrong direction," she murmured.

"Patience," he answered her softly. "Just be patient and you'll enjoy it even more."

"Just get on with it will you," she said louder and listened to the grumpy sound of her voice. Almost as a child who was frustrated when not getting the sweets she wanted. Still, she could not contain the frustration bulging through her. She wanted him to take her fast and hard. Not shower her with sweetness that almost made her sob with frustrations and unwanted thoughts of happily-ever-afters. "Just take me," she pleaded.

In response he gave her left ass cheek a loud whack that made her squeak. 

"What are you doing, you maniac?" she turned and snarled at him. The pain was minor -- only a tingling feeling was felt in her cheek.

"Lie still," he said again. "Or you'll get another one."

"Now look here," she said angrier now. "I'm not into BDSM so you'd better stop this right away."

"You didn't like it?" he asked. "Then do as I say or you'll have another." He laid his hand on her ass as if warning her of his intention. She lay down and felt her insides ignite with anger mixed with arousal. He moved his hand around her waist and she felt a gentle touch on her clit. She gasped as he lay his body on top of hers, enveloping her in his warmth and the feeling of protection his larger body exuded. 

"Seems like you do enjoy a bit of spanking after all," he murmured next to her ear as he stroked his finger over her moist clit. 

Every stroke made her more aware of the wetness gathering in her pussy and coating his fingers. She inhaled harshly as he found just the right spot where she enjoyed being touched, making her body heat even more than before and her breathing speeding up. He lifted himself slightly away from her body and she felt herself missing the heat just as he planted another smack on her bottom. 

She yelped again and felt her body coating his fingers as he stroked her clit. She breathed harshly and felt confused by the strange feelings and desperate needs pouring through her. She raised her bottom to get closer to him and gasped as she felt his hard cock between her ass-cheeks. 

Arching her back even more she felt his cock coming closer to her pussy and she spread her legs to invite him closer. Instead he continued stroking her clit and moving his other hand over her bottom and the lower part of her back. She felt her skin was so warm she could probably burn him if he came to close. Gasping and waiting for him to make the next move, she moved her hand down between her legs and tried to reach his cock. Instead he reached for her hand and moved it back over her head again.

"Just lie still and enjoy," he suggested.

"But...," she started and at the same time received a smack on her other cheek. "Will you just stop that," she snarled, and got a smack on the other cheek in response. Her bottom felt like glowing but at the same time she registered her pussy was even warmer and her breaths came in heavy gulps. 

"I want to come," she gasped as he stroked her clit carefully. "Please, just come inside of me," she pleaded as her body was so strung she could barely register what was happening. 

All she knew was that she needed a cock in her pussy and the sooner the better. She raised her bottom closer to his hard cock and was rewarded as he took aim and pushed slowly inside of her. She felt like screaming with joy but all she could manage was a few loud moans as he slowly and methodically pushed inside of her and stretched her skin to accommodate him. 

Halfway in, he stopped and pulled out again, and she whimpered her protest and pushed back against him as she tightened all her muscles so as to prevent him from escaping her warm cunt. With a hoarse sound he pushed inside of her again. Coming even further inside before he withdrew and plunged all the way inside of her cunt in one fluid motion. 

She screamed as her orgasm hit her and she tightened all her muscles as she willed him to stay inside of her. Her entire body convulsed in a series of jerks and spasm and she felt him stop stroking her clit as the skin was so sensitive she could barely take it. He held on to her body as the convulsions rimmed through her body and her screams turned into hasty whimpering that matched her gasps for breath. 

He was still embedded inside of her. Still as hard and large as he could be and she wondered why he had not plunged on to his own release. Instead she revelled in the warmth and protective feeling of his body on top of hers. His hand stroked her back slowly and comforting as she gradually came down from the top. 

"Was it good?" he murmured to her.

"Yes," she gasped. "So good."

"Are you ready for another then?"

"Another?" she said unintelligently as she could not grasp his meaning. 

But as he started to withdraw his cock before plunging back inside of her warm cunt again, she grasped his meaning as her body heated up again. She gasped at the intense pleasure as she gripped around his cock and adjusted the angle of her body. Making his cock plunge straight toward a pleasure point she had never realised she had. Arching her body more, she felt her release coming closer with every touch of his cock inside of her. Her gasping was louder now and he increased the speed in which he pummelled her body. 

The pleasure was overwhelming and she felt her brain power cease to function as nothing else mattered than his continued plunging into her cunt. He moved his hand around her waist again and touched her clit. At the same time he plunged into her in one hard shove and she felt the climax hit her just as he came inside of her. She screamed and her entire body shook with the orgasm roaming through her every part and she tightened all her muscles as the waves hit her hard. 

The release had been even stronger than the first one and she felt her entire body feeling totally relaxed and not a muscle was working as she sank bonelessly down on the bed. She could not move at all. Let alone think. All that mattered was the total contentment in her body, making her the happiest person alive. After a few minutes she finally realised Cade was still inside of her. As hard as ever and he was slowly stroking her skin again.

"You didn't come?" she asked surprised. 

"No," he said with a hoarse sound. Obviously having a hard time holding back. And why should he, she thought suddenly. Was there something wrong since he didn't come as well?

"Why not?" she asked slowly. Wondering if their relationship did allow such questions. 

"I wanted to make sure you had several orgasms," he growled out. 

"Well, I'm happy now. You've proved your point, so why not indulge yourself? Or do you want to change position?" she asked.

"Maybe later," he growled. "Right now I can't move."

She decided it was time to give him the release he sought and she resolutely arched her back and took his cock further into her body. Her muscles ached but still she managed to tighten around him as she sank down on the bed again, before raising her bottom again and taking him further inside again. He growled and suddenly plunged hard into her body. She gasped as he withdrew and plunged back inside, all the time massaging her inner walls and making her moan from the pleasure mounting in her body again. 

This was insane, she thought. She could not have another orgasm so close to the last one, but still she angled her body so that his cock-head hit her right where she wanted him to. She felt him increase even further in size and she breathed harshly when imagining him finally coming inside of her, visualising his cock as he spurted the white liquid into her hungry and willing body. He was pushing harder into her now and she felt him coming closer to his release, could hear his control slowly evaporating as his breathing became harsh and erratic. 

"Please come," she thought to herself but realised the words were spoken aloud. "Please come inside of me." 

His hand reached around her and she arched her back in response to his hand stroking her clit, feeling his cock hitting her insides and he stroked around her clit. The orgasm hit her just as suddenly as it had before and she wailed with the intense pleasure and shook with the release pouring through her already sated system. She felt Cade tighten his hold on her and he plunged hard and fast inside of her body before giving a loud bellow as he came inside of her. 

Still he kept on moving inside and then slowly withdrawing before plunging as far in as he could into her warm pussy. As if he didn't want to leave the warm haven he had discovered. He held her tightly as his body slowly settled down and his breathing slowed. He sank down beside her on the bed and held her closely to his body.

"Wow," she finally exclaimed.

"What did you say?" he asked smilingly.

Her entire body was still tingling with joy and complete relation. "Just wow," she repeated.

"The lady is lost for words I take it, then. Good, I'll bear that in mind when next I need to shut you up," he chuckled.

"Wow," she said again. "Oh my god," she continued in a dazed tone, barely aware of her saying anything at all.

"Just call me Cade. I don't feel very godlike right now. But I'll take that as a compliment," he laughed as she just lay mumbling to herself and stretching her aching muscles in a catlike fashion. Every nerve in her body felt exhausted and she closed her eyes in order to settle down and locate some sort of control of her muscles again. 

After a few minutes she opened her eyes again and noticed Cade was watching her with a smug smile on his faces. Instantly the fog around her head cleared and she stared suspiciously at him.

"What was that?"

"What was what?"

"That... that...," she tried in vain before blushing profusely as the image of what had just happened merged itself before her eyes again. Damn it, he had spanked her and she had enjoyed it so much she had screamed loudly as her orgasm hit her. She had never screamed during orgasm before, but this time she could not contain herself. What was wrong with her?

"Ah, you mean the multiple orgasms, right? Well, you wanted them and I gave them to you," he replied smugly, looking very pleased with himself. "And you're most welcome, by the way," he continued when all she could do was glare at him.

The man was dangerous, she thought. How could any man that possessed such abilities to render a woman in such an unconscious state be allowed to roam the earth? She had never lost herself so completely during sex before. And he had made her crave him beyond any other thought in her head and then proceeded to give her three orgasms in a row. It was impossible. Or it should have been. She was not sure whether to lock him up and tie him to her bed or to run away from him as fast as she could. She settled for putting more distance between them.

"Breakfast," she exclaimed and jumped up and into her clothes the fastest she could. Coward, she thought to herself as she grabbed a few sandwiches and left the inviting sight of a naked Cade laying in the rumpled bed and giving her a warm and knowing look. 

He looked as if he was very short of bursting into laughter and she was sure he knew exactly why she was running away. The arrogant man, just let him laugh at her. She would have to regroup and start thinking before she ventured into battle with him again. Right now he had her on the edge and it was not something she enjoyed.

Okay, she had gotten the most orgasms, but considering how he had played her body like an instrument he knew only too well, she felt exposed and a little shaken by the thought that he was controlling her every move, every pleasure. Damn, when had that happened? When had she lost the control she had struggled so hard to gain over the years? Now she felt like a confused teenager with her first boyfriend, as if she had experienced her first orgasm and considered herself utterly in love with the man. 

No, she did not love him. She was sure about that. How could she fall in love with a mission, her adversary in this plot, maybe even a criminal? No, it was not possible. But, she did like his body. No, in fact she craved his body. Felt warm just by the thought of his large cock impaling her pussy, slowly stroking her insides and heating her flesh. 

She inhaled sharply. Gosh, she had to stop this. Her panties were moist again. Damn it. She was not a green girl involved with her first man. She was an experienced woman. Well, perhaps not that experienced when she thought about it, but she had been in love before and she had fucked several men before this one came along. 

So what made him so special? Apart from the fact that he knew how to give a woman multiple orgasms. Or perhaps it was simply the forbidden fruit syndrome. She should not get involved with him, and therefore he was more tempting than ever? Also, since she was only here for a short period of time, she knew their relationship could only be short-term, maybe that was the reason? 

Perhaps she felt safer getting involved when she knew the relationship would not last? She chuckled. And here she had always thought that holiday romances were nothing she would ever be stupid enough to attempt. Well, talk about twisted morals, she thought ironically. That was it. A holiday fling before she went back to being the prissy and controlled person she really was. A far cry away from the flirt she was now portraying.

Well, portraying was perhaps not the best way to put it. Hadn't she lost hold of that part now, by running away from a situation she should have controlled easily? Damn it. She had to prevent Cade from being too suspicious of her person. She mustn't make him aware of her actually being quite different than the role she was playing. She had better get a hold on herself really fast and head back before he suspected anything.

On her way back she stopped at the river and quickly cleaned up her appearance. A flirt could always be trusted on to try to look her best. Let Cade believe that was the reason she was ventured out of the lodge. She surveyed her reflection in the water. 

She looked a mess. As if she had participated in orgies and in a way she had, she chuckled. She straightened her hair and washed her face and felt her composure return as the cold water met her skin. Feeling a lot better she straightened her stance and her rumpled clothes and vowed to give Cade a lesson he would not forget.





Undercover Ch. 08



All buttons undone, she stroked her skin with her hands, moving slowly up over her stomach and circling her breasts. She could see Cade staring at her open-mouthed. His hand was barely holding on to the cell phone. She cupped her breasts and stroked slowly across her nipples, making them tighten even more and pointing toward Cade who stared at her in shock. He mumbled into the phone and visibly tried to control himself as he growled out simple "Yes" and "No" answers to the other person.

Thinking she had his attention right where she wanted it, she sank down in front of him, moving between his legs and rubbed his thigh through the fabric of his pants. She felt him harden and she stared at the large bulge between his legs. He was getting aroused it seemed. His pants looked as if they could burst any moment, and she winked at him before she reached for his belt and opened it slowly. 

He breathed harshly as she unbuttoned his pants and unzipped him, making his cock spring free and standing straight in front of her hungry eyes. He had not bothered with underwear and right now she was happy to have this treat so easily available. She reached out and held her hand around his cock, stroking it up and down and making him harden even more. 

The sheer size was almost frightening and she wondered briefly how she had been able to take all of him inside of her body. Cade mumbled something in his phone, and she leaned forward and enveloped his cock-head in her mouth and sucked greedily. 

"Oh my god," she heard Cade gasp hoarsely, but he didn't push her away so she took that as an invitation to take in more of him. She opened her mouth and took as much of him into her mouth at the same time as she moved her tongue along the ridge of his cock-head and pushed slightly at the pleasure spot on the underside.

Cade just moaned, and she let go of his cock and moved slightly to the side to watch the result of her ministrations. His cock was fully erect and she could see the outline of veins through its skin. The skin was covered in her saliva, and she blew a breath of cold air onto his cock-head and watched as he got more erect. 

She grabbed his cock with her hand and moved her mouth closer and started kissing her way up and down his cock. Hearing Cade moan she sucked greedily on his skin as she opened her mouth to take him inside of her mouth again. She felt a hand curl behind her neck and holding her head in a tight grip. Then he pushed his hips slightly forward, making his cock fuck her mouth in slow and greedy stroked. She took the opportunity and sucked him greedily as she followed his movements, enveloping her lips as tight as she could around his hard cock. 

"I'll talk to you later," Cade suddenly growled into his cell phone and turned it off before putting it aside so fast it almost fell to the ground. With both hands finally available he held her face in his hands and continued pushing his hips closer to her mouth. She continued feasting on his flesh, trying to devour his entire existence and making his body only answer to her demand. 

She could feel him loosing the tight grip he had on himself, and his breathing was becoming more erratic as she whirled her tongue around his cock-head. He was gasping for breath as small moans left his mouth. She moved her left hand to stroke his balls at the same time as she sucked him greedily as if he was a treat she could not help herself of devouring. 

"I'm coming," he gasped. "You'd better move." His words came out in spurts, but she held him tighter as she refused to be budged from the delicious treat of having him at her mercy, feeling every contraction in his body as he struggled to hold back his release. 

She wasn't having any of it, and she grabbed the base of his shaft in her right hand and squeezed tightly as she continued to suck on his cock-head. He screamed as he erupted in her hands and spurt after spurt of warm and salty liquid filled her mouth. She swallowed some of it, but the amount was so much it spilled out from between her lips and coated his cock with the white liquid. 

He let go of her face and sank back into the chair he was sitting on, still gasping and trying to collect himself again. She continued stroking his cock with both her hands as he gradually turned flaccid in her hands.

"Amazing," he murmured after a wile. "Just pure amazing." He looked at her and stroked her breasts slowly as he looked at her with a happy and content expression. Stroking her nipples he looked as they stiffened again and his expression changed to the heated look he had given her before.

"Just hold that thought," he murmured huskily. "Right now we have to pack and head back." He got up and steadying her and she did the same.

"We?" she asked.

"Yes, we. I have a meeting to attend, and you're coming with me. I'm not through with you yet," he stated. "And since I can't thank you properly right now, I think I owe you another multiple orgasm -- with interest," he added in a heated tone. Erin flushed as the warmth spread through her body. Even the thought of what he would do to her was making her moist and ready. She could barely wait to have him again.



Undercover Ch. 09