Psylons 14: Langley Shakedown.
There’s something rotten going on here.
In the previous episode, Slade met his son for the first time and Chastity uncovered a new threat to the Psylons. Today, Chastity delves deeper into the mystery, in the bowels of the CIA headquarters.
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Chastity pulled the hemline up on the tight skirting material, offering a hint of her black thong panty to any seated observer. The little black dress had been the perfect choice. Short enough to draw their first glance to her long shapely legs.
In almost every case, the hapless CIA agent had started at her legs and made his way slowly up her body, stopping at her breasts to admire the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra and it was quite obvious by her pebbled nipples pressing against the thin material. Thus, it had taken most of the men more than a minute to discover who she was and what she was doing to them.
A chuckle came from behind her. “They never stood a chance, did they, Miss Lane?”
She turned to discover Deputy Director Vance Reynolds staring straight into her eyes. “Vance. What are you doing here?”
That warm, sexy smile she knew so well. She and Vance had attended the same college and dated hard during their sophomore and junior years. They’d also been recruited by the CIA around the same time and had attended many of the initial training sessions together.
“As I heard you were working your way up the chain of command, I decided to work my way down.” He indicated the office door behind her. “It appears it all ends here. Can you get me enough evidence? He looks clean on paper.”
The trail of who had issued the orders to move Jennifer from her safe house before she’d been captured had led to this office door.
Chastity cocked her head. “Give me five minutes.”
She opened the office door to find Simon Schultz behind his desk — his eyes on his computer screen.
He glanced up, and his gaze did the expected dance, starting mid-knee and ending on her breasts, which gave her adequate time to slip into his mind and start to muck around.
Financial problems…he had a gambling addiction. A woman on the side that his wife didn’t know about. Wow, I wouldn’t mind fucking her. His mind-voice dripped with lust until…Shit! It’s Chastity Lane.
Well, to his credit, he’d made it to her face before most of the others, but not in time to throw up a mind shield before she had everything she needed.
“Hi, Simon,” she said. “Let’s talk.”
“Ch…Chastity. How’re you doing?”
Guilt, fear, and tension radiated from him. His eyes shifted right to left. Fight or flight was screaming flight in his mind. “I’ve…uh…got a meeting.” He stood and grabbed his suit coat from the back of his desk chair.
“Yes, you do,” she said firmly. “With me. Now, sit back down. We can do this the easy way…or the hard way.”
Five minutes later, when Vance entered with two other CIA agents, Simon was a blubbering mess. “It wasn’t supposed to go down like that.”
Gee, the Russians hadn’t kept up their part of the bargain with him. Big surprise.
The two agents cuffed Simon and hauled him from his office. His head down, his mind a jumble of denials and regrets.
Chastity almost felt sorry for him…almost.
As they left, Vance closed the office door. It didn’t take her mind-reading powers to know what was on his mind.
Chastity slid into his arms. “It’s been too long. I’ve missed you.”
He’d climbed the CIA ladder of success to become a deputy director while she’d spent years at the Psylon research facility.
“I’ve missed you too.” He pulled her in, his lips claiming hers.
He was everything she remembered…and more. His hard body hadn’t gone soft from taking the desk job. Muscular arms, a firm midsection, and that wonderfully large bulge at his crotch. He rubbed up against her in the sexiest way.
As they kissed, she glided her hand over that bulge, feeling it grow and harden under her ministrations.
His hand cupped her breast, the thumb gliding over her peaked nipple.
Pulling down on the neckline of her dress, he freed one breast. He broke their kiss to capture the peak in his mouth, sucking and licking with abandon.
She took the opportunity to zip down his fly and release the kraken.
His erection popped out of his pants, pulsing heavily in her hand. “God, Chas, the things you do to me.”
He pulled up on the skirting of her dress, then slid her panties down. “I need to taste you again.”
He placed firm hands on her hips and hefted her onto the edge of the desk.
She spread her legs wide as he knelt between them.
As his tongue caressed her folds, an erotic tremor cascaded through her core. He prodded deep inside her then licked up to circle her clitoris, teasing the swollen bud. Sliding two fingers into her, he stroked and explored, finding every erotic trigger she had. He knew her so well.
She fisted her hands in his shaggy hair. “God, Vance, you’re killing me.”
He stood, pulling a condom from his jacket pocket. “You ain’t seen nothing yet,” he joked.
“You know you don’t need that with me, right?”
His smile broadened. “They’ll be sweeping the room for evidence later. I’d prefer to not leave them any.”
She chuckled. “If they dust for fingerprints, they’re going to find my butt impression on this desk.”
He ripped open the condom and slid the sheath over his erection. “The day the CIA starts a database of butt impressions is the day I start looking for a new job.”
Taking his cock in hand, he slid the head along her folds, then pushed inside. He was big, thick, and very hard.
She felt every inch, every ridge, every throbbing vein, and he pushed in to the hilt.
Once deep inside her, his lips locked on to hers again. The kiss was warm, wet, and so fulfilling. Her core burned with passion. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in. She could stay like this forever.
He broke the kiss. “And if someone does come in on us, I’m using the excuse that you’re a Psylon and needed relief from the hunger.”
She rolled her bottom lip between her teeth. “Well, I am starving for you.”
He captured her lips once again as he began to piston. In and out, in and out, picking up his pace with each thrust.
A storm of passion built within her, taking her to the edge of orgasmic explosion. She kissed him harder and pushed against him with every thrust.
He got so deep, filling her completely.
And then he came, pulsing inside her and opening the floodgates of her own release. She quaked in his arms, breaking the kiss so she could pant for breath. “Oh God, Vance!” She didn’t care who heard her.
He chuckled through his heavy breathing. “Not God yet, but I’m working on it.”
He stood, panting in her arms for long moments. “It really was good to see you again. I may need to start some personal inspections of the Bayside team to…you know…check up on what you’re doing.”
She smiled. “We’re building the best sex club the CIA ever had.”
His eyes went wide. “God, don’t say that here. Someone might be listening.”
Then he kissed her again, to keep her quiet.
Two days later, Chastity stood on the tarmac of the Bayside airport awaiting the jet from Las Vegas to land. She’d acquired a suburban home for Jennifer and Slade, and a small apartment for Jennifer’s mother. Once she had them settled, it would be time to start building the Points Club roster.
Work…pleasant work…and lots of sex ahead.
The mole is caught, Slade and Jennifer are reunited, and the Psylons are well on their way to having a world-class sex club. Everything is right with the world, right? (You should know me better than that by now.)
Join me next week in Psylons 15: Emergency Threesome.
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