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Skyscraper Spy Sex

... “OKAY dammit…” he grumbled, along with something about his own boring sex life and exited with one last peek over as Rose lay a big kiss on my neck for good measure. Her legs were wrapped around me tight and despite how long we had worked together, knowing her as well as I did I was certain I’d never known her heart to beat this fast. Such a method actress. Damn. I had to keep myself in check as I started the file transfer. I was failing a bit at “keeping in check” though and the rising salute from below the belt was making his presence known. “Chase! Hurry…” she muttered, her breath a bit ragged and for some reason… authentic acting I suppose… she tore her shirt off… still staring off behind me as I manned the transfer. 45% complete. Damn even rich guys like Manning can’t get reliable tech. I looked behind me at the door lightly cracked and realized we were being watched a bit. Rent a cop decided if he couldn’t get any might as well peek a show. Turning around to face Rose I realized she had seen this as well – and acted. Her bra swung over her head and for the first time (and likely last time I pondered to myself) I saw Rose’s magnificent breasts… don’t get me wrong I knew she was a beautiful woman but when you work for an agency full of people with secrets – you don’t exactly go hunting among your co workers for someone to get a coffee with. Everyone has secrets right? Apparently Rose’s best kept secret were her tits. She stared into my eyes with something that felt real – ...

... and mouthed along the words “play along or its our ass”. I nodded and pulled my own shirt off, feeling our hips pressing together thru thin fabric to begin with – spy apparel isn’t built for comfort as much as function… and the function of being noiseless and invisible as possible generally equated to being thin and breathable. Lowering my head lightly I took her right breast into my mouth, running my tongue around the nipple and getting a little moan from Rose. My eyes flickered behind us. 60% complete. Rose’s legs tightened around my hips as my teeth grazed her nipple, just barely nibbling with tips of teeth and her head lolled back a bit with a light moan. 65%. I was going to have to really amp this up. I lifted Rose in my arms… her legs still wrapped around me tightly and my hands found her athleticly toned ass, palms squeezing her lightly as she pushed her own pelvis against mine and stared deep into my eyes. I put her back down on the desk, back blocking the screen and kissed down to the waistline of her pants, gosh the fabric as thin, I wondered just how far she was going to push this to get us out alive and successful. My agent partner must have sensed my thoughts and put her hands on the back of my head and pushed me toward her pussy. Through the light fabric I could smell her, the fragrant aroma was intoxicating and I swear I must’ve licked my lips then and there. She pushed me down to kiss the lower lips and thru the fabric I could taste her, wet as fuck and tasty ...