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Skyscraper Spy Sex

... sound of love making… gasps and slaps… flesh against flesh and a light jazz track over it. Mather was busy at play… now was the time to get in and get out. The bastard had too much power – too much trust from people who shouldn’t be giving it – They would all see clearly once I had these files. I went down the left end of the hall silent on my feet as if I owned the place, what a lark that would be though right? Millionaires have mansions but people like Mather Manning had palaces… fortunately both are still susceptible to glitch security services. Up the stairs down the hall to the left and up again. Here it was. A solitary computer at a massive desk in a glass room. Below was glassy clear to the floor below and its luxury, above and to all sides the same transparency, an ironic choice for a man with such secrets. I went straight for the computer but a hand stopped me… firm… strong… at my neck… I had been so zoomed in on the prize that I missed him… no wait… her… the face in front of me surprised me… and then a pang of betrayal. “Rose?”… I whispered chokingly… her grip let up a bit only as she saw at last who I was and then let go completely. “GAD” she whisper shouted… “you gotta watch yourself! I almost killed you!” And when Rose “almost killed you” you don’t doubt her… I was relieved, yet still suspicious. “WHO’S THERE?” said a voice at the door a rent a cop probably way in over his head peered in at us – I was about to reach for my gun but Rose held my hands away and ...

... grabbed my ass hard looking back at the man with feigned annoyance. “Can’t you deal without him for just a little longer?” he voice came out in sultry tones “both of you lose your job if they find out we’ve been fucking up here.” It was a deft move that I frankly hadn’t expected – but she was quick on her feet so I chimed in for good measure, “Fuck off man” and he did… grumbling under his breath about the pervs in the force. Rose kissed me on the cheek, catching me offguard despite the brazen words that had just saved our asses. “Quick thinking!” I said, heart beating to yankee doodle and she merely nodded back with a strange look in her eyes. “Gotta get the damn files before he gets nosy again.” Rose interjected with her usual on time fiery drive. Ten steps at a brisk page took us both to the screen and after a bit of pecking away we had the files located, they were encrypted of course but it was a bit startling to me that we found them so easily. Knock KNOCK at the door outside and Rose swung around in front of me sitting in front of the computer and wrapping her legs around me in time for Rent a cops reentry. “FUCK OFF MAN!” she shouted with all the energy of a pissed off broad in heat. He didn’t just yet tho… he stood there for a second with the rear view of what was happening absorbing into his tiny head… for all he could see some other cop in the building had swung for the fences and somehow coerced one of Mannings gals to get freaky in the upper office. Lucky bastard. ...