You've Got OTHER Skills, Too.
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, 10-04-2014 at 05:44 AM (483 Views)
September 25, 2014
I was an agent of some sort, and was going to meet my parents at a restaurant for dinner. But I had a mission, and told them I wasn't feeling well. I would meet them at the house we rented.
I found the target: A man in his mid 20s, who had long curly, blond hair. He looked like a dumbass.
I took him back to the house I was staying at with my parents, but enough time had passed that they would be asleep now. I was sitting with this guy on the couch in the living room, and seduced him. I had to get some information from his computer, so I put a bug on it when he wasn't looking, and then had to stall him long enough for it to get the info. So I dripped some melted chocolate on his leg, and said, "oops~" and actually licked it off him. His leg was hairy and gross. I must have been a boss agent if I was willing to do that for the info. I then "accidentally" spilled some chocolate on my thigh, and made him lick it off.
At that point, I only needed like a minute and a half more time, and the guy was hard as hell, so I basically used him so that I could climax, and made him leave. Like literally, I had my way with him, and kicked him out of the house still hard... Poor guy.
I went to the bathroom to pee, found out my sister was in the shower. (I don't have a sister IWL)
Then the next morning I met all these people who lived in the house we were renting. IT was a huge house, so lots of people lived there. One of them was a guy in my agency, who was congratulating me for my work last night. My parents were in the kitchen, and the guy was saying how talented I was.
"Yeah, I'm pretty smart, aren't I?" I said.
I was cleaning up around the couch just to be safe, and he leaned on the couch and whispered, "You've got other talents, too ;)"
We found an empty room and... ya know.
Flash forward, and I was walking through a field, back to the house. It's a field through dunes, and there are trees around the huge field, and the path I'm on leads to a lake, eventually. I've been there in my dreams before, but I don't recall when. I got back to the house, and had to help one of the residents move a large antique furniture.