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Meep! Meep! Meep!
My alarm went off as it always did at five thirty.
I groggily reached over and pounded on the snooze button, practically breaking the alarm clock.
I threw off my covers and lay there for a few minutes. I was completely naked, I never liked wearing clothes to bed and besides why should I? I live in a tiny apartment by myself and it's good for you to sleep naked. It lets the skin breathe.
I roll out of bed and walk to the bathroom.
I turn on the shower and wait for the water to warm up while I brush my teeth.
When the water's warm I hop in the shower and begin washing my long brown hair.
I hum to myself as I scrub my body and shave my legs.
Then I get out of the shower, have some coffee, put on my usual work suit, grab my bag and head out to my only mode of transportation, my motorcycle, an all black custom built Suzuki.
It was worth more than anything I owned, even my apartment.
I slipped on my black helmet and pulled down the visor which was tinted black to hide my identity.
I climbed onto my motorcycle and started her up, the engine was pretty quiet, not super loud like those Harley's.
I pulled out of my parking spot in the alley and I was off to work.
I live on the outskirts of sunny L.A. but my office is right in downtown.
I work a desk job for an elite division of the F.B.I. It's top secret and no citizens know about it, were called the Sniper Division.
I mostly just sign stuff that needs to be signed, file reports and occasionally I get to help track down targets.
I've been dreaming of the day I could become a real agent since I was sixteen and started interning for the Sniper Division.
They almost didn't let me intern but my father was one of their best agents so they made an exception.
I'm twenty now and have been waiting for that promotion for a long time.
I drive down an alley and pull up behind one of the nicest clubs in town.
I park in my usual spot next to the dumpster and remove my helmet and slip on my sunglasses.
The bouncer standing at the back door eyes me carefully.
As I get closer he recognizes me and nods then he opens the door for me.
"Thanks doll." I say as I walk past him into the club.
Inside the club is dark except for the flashing strobe lights and colored lights and all those other lights.
The music is very loud.
This is the part I hate.
I shove through the dancing people, being careful not to let anyone spill their drink on me.
Some drunk guy grabs my arm.
"Hey hotness!" He yells over the music.
I shove him away from me and into the crowd where he lands on some chick.
I walk past the bar.
"Hey Steve." I say to the bartender.
"Hey Ms. T!" He replies.
I smile at him as I push open the door that says "Employees Only" that's next to the bar and I walk inside.
The door shuts behind me and the music becomes faint and muted.
The room is the size of a small closet and completely dark.
"T." I say to the darkness.
"Voice recognition complete." Says a robotic female voice.
A blue light scans me.
"Visual recognition complete." Says the robotic voice.
There are a few clicks and whirs and then I feel the floor start to descend.
After a minute there is a ding and the wall in front of me slides open to reveal my office.
People move this way and that. Phones ring.
People talk.
I take off my sunglasses and the light is almost blinding.
I have to squint as I step forward to begin my day.
I walk by some of my co-workers.
"Hello Ms. T." Says the busty blonde girl as she walks by.
"Slut." I mutter under my breath as I keep walking.
"Good morning Ms. T." Says that nerdy looking girl.
"Kiss up." I say to myself.
Why does my cubicle have to be all the way in the other side of the office?
"Hey T!" Yells that hippie guy who's actually a pretty cool dude.
It was then I realized that I barely knew any of my co-workers names except...
"T!" Someone yells behind me.
Edward.
Edward jogs up behind me and I turn around slowly, gritting my teeth.
I had been avoiding him since an office party a couple days ago where I had been drunk and sucked him off in my cubicle.
He was a good looking eighteen year old with black hair that he tried to comb back but it always ended up messy and dazzling blue eyes.
Actually, I wouldn't mind fucking this .
" Mr. Durns wants to see you." He says.
"K, thanks." I say and start to turn away.
"Hey wait!" He grabs my hand and I yank away.
"What?" I snap at him.
"I wanted to talk to you..about the party..." He began but I cut him off.
"You said Mr. Durns wants to see me? I better go."
I walk away as quickly as I can without it looking weird. I throw my bag into my cubicle and head for the elevator nearby.
I hit the button and the elevator doors open almost immediately.
I step inside and notice that Edward is trying to make a run to get on the elevator with me.
"Wait!" He calls out.
I press the door close button and pretend not to notice him.
I look down and slip on my sunglasses.
He reaches the elevator but not fast enough and the doors close in his face.
I start zipping upward towards Mr. Durns office and I laugh.
Yes I know what you're thinking, I'm a bitch, that was mean, but I don't care it was priceless. Girls just gotta have fun.
I reached Mr. Durns office, which was actually in a secret room above the club, and the elevator doors opened with a ding.
Mr. Durns office was round, the color theme was dark red like with gold accents. There were no windows, I had always thought that Mr. Durns office looked like somewhere you would shoot a porno. Everything was so nice and elaborate.
Mr. Durns sat at his dark cherry desk looking me up and down. He was good looking too, he looked to young to be the boss he couldn't have been over twenty eight, he had blond hair combed back on his head and nice features plus his muscles filled out his suit nicely.
Heck, I'd fuck him too.
I removed my sunglasses and stepped inside his office.
The elevator doors closed behind me and there was a long silence.
"That suit looks flattering on you." He said finally.
"Same goes for you." I say.
He smirks and motions to the red velvet couch.
"Have a seat."
I start walking towards the couch.
"Don't mind if I do."
Mr. Durns stands and walks to his mini bar.
"Rum?" He asks.
"I'd love some."
He pours two glasses and hands one to me.
Then he sits across from me in a different red velvet chair.
He keeps his eyes on me as he takes a sip of his rum.
I chug my entire glass down in one gulp.
He smiles.
"Do you know why I called you up here?" He asks as he swirls his rum in the glass.
"No." I reply and set my now empty glass on the side table.
"Well a little birdie told me you were sucking our new employees cock at that party a couple days ago."
It takes a second for the new information to register.
"Who told you that?!" I blurt out.
"That doesn't matter now. What matters is I know you want to be an agent. Our agents are very obedient. Can you be obedient?"
I eye him skeptically.
"Of course I can."
"And you would do anything to make you're dream come true?"
I think about it for a long moment.
"I suppose so..."
"That's very good, I think we'll make an agent out of you yet." He says smiling at me. "Now why don't you take your hair down?"
I look at him for a moment. I notice the bulge in his suit and I realize what's going to happen. Why he called me here. What he wants. And I think about it. Is my living my dream of becoming an agent worth it? I come to the conclusion that hell yeah it is and besides he's hot. Like I said before. I'd fuck him.
So I take my hair down and toss it around, mussing it up a little.
"Whatever you say boss." I say seductively.
He's surprised by my sudden change in attitude but quickly over comes it and smiles a coy smile.
"Very good. Now. I'm going to need you to remove your shirt."
I stand up and slowly unbutton my suit letting it slowly slide off of me and onto the floor.
I'm wearing a black lacy bra that barely covers my breasts.
"Anything else you'd like me to remove?" I say and flash him a devilish smile.
"Oh yes, I'm going to have to request that you remove those pants."
I turn around so I'm no longer facing him and slowly pull down my pants, revealing my ass to him.
I bend over as I pull my pants further down my legs.
I take them off and toss them to the side leaving me in just my high heels thong and bra.
I spin back around and see that his erection has grown. I smile at him.
"Anything else you'd like boss?"
He stands up and runs his hands down my sides stopping at my ass and giving it a squeeze.
"You're going to suck my cock you little slut." He whispers in my ear.
I nibble on his ear a moment before dropping to my knees and undoing his belt.
While I work on getting down his pants he takes off his suit jacket and under shirt.
I pull off his shoes and socks and then his pants.
He stands in his boxers before me.
I kiss his crotch all over and rub his cock through the fabric.
He grabs me by my hair and forces me to look at him.
"Suck it. Now."
"Yes sir."
I pull down his boxers and his cock springs out at me, pre cum dripping from the tip.
I lick up the pre cum and gently tug at his balls.
"Good slut." He says to me.
I squeeze his balls harder. I don't like being called slut. But I can't tell him. I need to be an agent. I want it so bad. I've worked so hard.
I slip his cock in my mouth but I can't get it in all the way.
"Take it all." He says as he forces more of his cock down my throat.
I gag a little but I am able to take him deeper and I start to suck.
I suck harder and faster until I feel his cock starting to throb and I know he's going to cum.
"Ah. Ah! AH! Ahhh. Hmm."
He cums in my mouth and the warm goo shoots down my throat.
He grabs my head again and pulls me off his cock.
"That's a good girl." He says. "Now stand up. And bend over the couch."
I do as he says and grip the couch.
He comes up behind me and smacks my ass.
"You like that slut?"
He smacks my ass again.
"Yes sir!"
"That's good. That's very good."
He smacks my ass one more time and then pulls down my panties and slides his cock into my dripping wet pussy.
He slides in and out of me fast and hard.
"I want to fuck you up the ass. Would you let me? Would you be a good little girl?"
I hesitate.
"You want that promotion don't you?" He half asks half warns.
"Yes sir, I'd let you fuck me up the ass."
I can feel him smirk as he pulls out.
He rubs the tip of his cock around my asshole and then pushes slowly at first and then rams into me.
"Fuck!" I cry out.
He starts sliding in and out of my ass faster then I though possible.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I cried out with every thrust.
I gripped the couch harder with one hand and the other I slid between my legs to work my clit.
My "fucks" turned into loud moans as he kept pounding me.
I felt his grip on my hips get tighter and tighter and his moans get louder and louder as he got closer to climax.
"Oh fuuuuuuck!" I moaned as I came.
He slapped my ass right before he shot his load deep in my tight little asshole.
He pulled out of me and cum dripped from my pussy and ass.
He grabs me and turns me around and rips off my bra.
Then he picks me up and carries me to the desk and lays me on it.
He rips off my panties which were still around my ankles.
He climbs over me and with out warning he forces his cock into my pussy.
"Mmmmm fuuuck." I moan as he starts fucking me again. Slow at first and then faster and faster.
Juices flowed from my pussy and onto the desk all over some scattered papers. He fucked me harder then anyone ever had in my life. My tits bounced everywhere.
"aaaaah yess fuuuck." I moaned louder and louder.
Which only encouraged him to go faster.
I heard the elevator ding and Mr. Durns looked up from my bouncing tits.
"Hello Edward." He said but didn't stop fucking me.
Edward? Oh shit.
For some reason it turned me on even more to think that he was watching and I came.
"oh. oh. Oh. OH. OH! YES! Fuck!" I cried out and started bucking my hips.
Mr. Durns pulled out and started jerking over my convulsing body.
Very soon he was shooting his cum all over my tits, belly, and face.
I settled down from my orgasm and quickly looked over at the elevator. Edward was gone. But he had seen me. Getting fucked. By my boss. I prayed he wouldn't tell.
Mr. Durns had reached into drawer and pulled out a gold badge which he tossed on my cum covered chest.
I picked it up and looked at it. "Agent 13" it read.
"Congratulations." Mr. Durns said. "You've earned it. Now please. Get dressed and leave. My wife will be arriving soon."
The elevator doors opened to my office, well, my ex office seeing how I'd just been promoted.
I went to my cubicle and started packing my things.
I'd be moving down a floor to where the agents sometimes spent their free time between training sessions.
Edward came up behind me.
"What the fuck was that about?" He whispered angrily.
Then he caught a glimpse of my badge.
"I guess you weren't ding when you said you'd do anything to become an agent." He said.
I turned on him.
"Listen! You can't tell anyone ok? I didn't want to I had too."
He scowls. "You didn't HAVE to do anything."
"Yes I did, someone told him about me sucking your dick at the party, we could have both lost our jobs, getting promoted was just a bonus!"
He was silent a while.
"You could still loose your job." He said and walked away.
"That little fucker." I muttered.
I turned around and there was the busty blonde.
"I heard you got promoted! Congratulations! We should throw a party and celebrate." She said enthusiastically.
"No. No more parties. They've gotten me in enough trouble." I said rather grouchily.
She looked confused but shrugged and walked away.
And with that I packed the rest of my things, fastened my badge inside my suit jacket and headed for the elevator.
As the elevator descended I thought about it. I was living my dream. I was an agent.
I was Agent 13.
Stay tuned for part 2!i
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