Mail Order Spy: Snowfall - Sex Stories

Mail Order Spy: Snowfall

... their coitus anymore.

Exhausted, she wiggled out from underneath him, sat on top of his softening phallus, and made small talk for a short bit, until she found the correct opportunity to exchange contact information with him. She kept talking a bit more, and soon Shane went to sleep to recuperate from their recent activity, which allowed her to secretly make a copy of his smartphone and laptop, which were both in the cabin with him. She then quickly dressed and left quietly to not wake him, and began the long drive back to San Francisco. As it was still early afternoon, she was hopeful to be home by early evening.

Malcolm had been slowed by a sudden snow squall and arrived at Shane's cabin to find no car parked in the driveway, but tread marks going in and out. As the curtains were all open, he managed to peek inside and see Shane walking about by himself. Malcolm guessed the Chinese spy had finished her work quickly, and was likely the tire treadmarks on the driveway as he did not see a garage nor Shane's rental car, and drove off following the trail.

She raced down out of Lake Tahoe as quick as she could, careful not to slip in the snow, though the plows had cleared the roads, and managed to make it to Sacramento in good time without alerting the California Highway Patrol. After a brief stop to rest, use the filthy washroom, and return a call from a lovestruck Shane, she continued west and crossed a bridge north of the San Francisco Bay Area, and found herself in ...

... San Rafael where, as luck would have it, a sudden snowstorm struck.

Amanda was amused; she never thought she would have a white Christmas in California. At first, it started as light flurries, with small snowflakes descending gradually from the sky, but in a few short minutes, a steady downpour of snow blocked her from seeing more than a few feet ahead, and the highway felt exceptionally slippery, so she slowed down.

The poor winter driving conditions forced her to pull over at a tiny winery and wait for the storm to pass so she could see clearly while driving.

The winery was very old and decorated for the holidays, adorned with lights, wreaths, and an inflatable display of Santa riding the sleigh pulled by reindeer, which Amanda found heartwarming. She saw a light through the frosted window of the front door, below which hung a holiday wreath, and she entered the building.

Meanwhile, the snow squall following Malcolm had evolved into a full-blown blizzard, and he could not see any tire marks from any car ahead of him as the entire highway had been covered with snow. He mused that the MSS agent was very lucky to have weather working in his favor, especially considering now it was too dangerous to drive, plus Malcolm had no idea if the agent had continued on this highway or took another at this intersection. Frustrated at losing the trail, Malcolm picked the route that would eventually take him over the Golden Gate Bridge and pulled into a gas station with a diner ...