Synopsis: Rookie espionage agent Leeza is going on her first undercover data-gathering mission alone. Meanwhile, seasoned agent, Scarlet, is enjoying her vacation time on the beach, with some help from one of the locals.

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Casey Tanboor leaned back in his chair, his eyes scanning over the wet, bikini-clad bodies around the pool. He glanced further, off the edge I the mega-yacht and towards the harbor, not too far away. The music beat loud as the girls danced, laughing and drinking. He watched a sexy blonde rub her body up against the petite Greek girl he'd been bedding the past few nights. He hadn't bothered remembering her name.

He looked right as another woman climbed out of the pool. She was lithe and athletic. With a nice tan body. Her breasts pushing up wonderfully in her tiny bikini top. Their eyes met, lingering for a few long seconds. He smirked and watched her pass by, his gaze licking up her body. First her tits, then her shapely ass. Casey could practically feel her wrapped around him. Just the way he liked them.

Looking to his left, Casey saw one of his guards. Dressed simply, atsnding wuietly and out of the way, only using a simple sidearm at the moment. Casey motioned the man over and whispered to him, "Keep an eye on that one. I want to know where she goes, and when. Understand?"

"Yes Sir. Do you think she's the one?"

"I'm not sure, but see that the 'guest room' is ready, just in case." The guard nodded and walked off. Casey went back to surveying the little party. His yacht, his fiefdom. His to control, along with everyone on it. But, if things went well, he'd be controlling much much more, very soon. He glanced occasionally at the girlbin the blsck bikini. Admiring her body again, and amusing himself with thoughts of her in the sack. He could be wrong, but if he wasn't, then there was so much to be done, and so little time.

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Thwack Scarlet let go of the machete and grabbed the two halves of her Papaya. She wiped her hands on her bare belly and brought one half to her mouth. She leaned up against the roof post and took a bite, looking out from her small porch, through the canopy of tropical foliage and towards the little lagoon that resided a few hundred feet away. She looked back at her small beachside home. It was a bit old, and perhaps a bit small, but damn if she didn't like having her slice of paradise. She'd always said that in her line of work, she needed someplace to get away, and the Carribean provided everything she needed. Warmth, the beach, and— a ringing phone broke her attention briefly.

Scarlet set down the uneaten slice of papaya, and replaced it with her phone, taking another quick bite before she picked up the call. "Helluoh" She mumbled through the fruit, struggling to swallow and talk at once.

"Leeza confirmed she's making contact with the target today." a familiar, masculine voice, Vincent. Miriam's jaw tightened slightly.

"You do know what 'time off' means, right?" Scarlet pulled a chair over with her foot and sat down, propping her feet on her porch railing and leaning back. "I'm not sure why you're telling me this."

"She's been radio silent ever since. I'm worried about her."

Scarlett bit back a retort. He'd never shown such keen "worry" when she was on assignment. "She's gathering intel, and using infiltration tactics. That takes time, time away from communication."

"She's ever done a mission solo before." the edge in his voice made Scarlett's fingers clench, "I wish you were there with her."

"Yeah, well, I'm not. Leeza can handle herself fine. Rookie or not, she'll manage." God only knows I had to. Scarlett left the rest unspoken.

She heard Vincent sigh on the other end of the line. She could see him pinching the bridge of his nose, perfectly picture his handsome, stupid face. "Look, Scar, I—"

"No, no, it's fine... Look, she volunteered for this mission, she's going to be fine. Just give her a few days to do what she needs to do, and she'll be back like nothing happened."

Vincent sighed again, "I hope so."

Scarlet heard the familiar sound of a jeep rolling through the brush and smiled. Moments later, a well-worn car drove into the clearing in front of her house, her makeshift driveway. "Just try to relax, I've gotta go I'm uh... going through a tunnel."

"Really Scar? You're onna fucking carribean isla—" She hung up before Vincent could finish the thought, and tossed her phone aside, trying her best to look relaxed and forget her CO, and her job for a little while.

The car door opened and closed. Scarlet slowly looked over as someone walked up the steps, a handsome local man, Anton. He smiled at her, hoisting up a case of beer. His muscular arms flexed nicely in his sleeveless shirt, but Scarlet kept her composure. "You're early. Miss me that much?"

Anton chuckled, "Maybe I just felt bad for you. I know how much you like the company." He set down the case and scooped up the other half of the papaya. Sitting down, Anton looked openly at Scarlet's body. Stretched out like that, her lean frame looked gorgeous. Her pale, porcelain skin glimmered in what rays of the tropical sun cut through the canopy, and her long, deep red hair tumbled behind her just right like a mane of fire. She was only wearing a pair of denim shorts which clung to her lovely bum, and a cropped top that squeezed up her large breasts. She glanced sidelong at Anton and smirked, fully aware what he was looking at.

"Well, you did come in time. I can really use some help de-stressing." Scarlet took another bite of her papaya, "If you don't mind, that is."

He held up his hands, "Not at all. Here I was planning to leave a little welcome back gift, and you beat me to it." Anton stood up and walked behind Scarlett, his strong and rough hands slowly massaging her shoulders.

The redhead sighed, "Mm... how sweet. Someone's looking for a raise in pay."

"You don't pay me, I'm just too kind like that." Anton chuckled. He moved his hands down to Scarlet's arms, his fingertips lightly prodding her breasts, "do you want to talk about what's bothering you?"

"Eh, not really." Scarlet always had trouble talking about her personal life with Anton. Partially because their relationship was almost strictly conjugal, and partially because it wasn't easy to reveal that you were a spy to someone you only saw long enough to bed each time you visited. "There's this girl I work with, and she's— she's not bad, but she's new. Fresh, hasn't really gotten put in a tough spot yet. But, she volunteered to take on an assignment that was initially meant for me."

Anton nodded, moving his hands inward to squeeze Scarlet's chest, the redhead paid him no mind as he began fondling her, "And I mean, I'm an expert. I've been in shit she can't even imagine, and Vincent had the nerve to pick her?" She sighed, "I've kinda felt like she was his favorite where since she joined up. She's good but..." Scarlet trailed off and glanced back at the man openly fondling her chest, "But you have got to be kidding me. Do I need to do everything around here?"

The man chuckled, "Not at all." He reached doen and pulled her shirt up, Scarlet's breasts falling free. "I didn't want to interrupt." He squeezed her breasts again, his fingertips moving deftly over the flesh. While he held one, he rolled the other nipple between a thumb and forefinger, eliciting a soft gasp from Scarlet. "So you don't like this Leeza girl?"

"No it's mmn! it's not that. She's fine, I just don't see why Vincent is babying her so much. He never did that with me." She stood up, Anton's hands following her body. He pulled her into his chest, his muscular body pressing in against her shapely back. While his hands worked her chest, her hand found his familiar bulge, Scarlet's fingertips tracing Anton's size.

"You're jealous of her, then?" Anton pulled away briefly to turn Scarlet around in his arms, bringing them face to face. He slipped Scarlet out of her shorts, his rough hands gliding over the smooth, porcelain skin of her ass.

Scarlet's brows furrowed at the accusation. She moved her hand around to caress Anton's bulge again, while he moved his to her pussy and bresst. "I'm not ah! Aah! I'm not jealous. I'm just noticing that he's been alot more eager to help her than he ever was to ngh! to help me." She bit her lip. He was good with his hands, which was making it harder to be annoyed at him. Two could play at that game.

She slid down in front of Anton, settling on her knees and looking up at him. "If anything, I'd think you're jealous." She reached up and grabbed the hem of Anton's shorts, slowly tugging at the garment. "If you were right, which you aren't, then maybe I'll be ending our little arrangement." Finally, his shorts came free and his cock sprung out. The engorged member stood right in front of the redhead. She smiled and wrapped her fingers around the base. Scarlet leaned in and pressed her face against it, feeling the warmth off of his vascular cock. Her hand slid down to cup his heavy balls while she savored the moment.

"I know you won't, because you enjoy this way too much." He could see the redhead taking offense as the words left his lips, but he was prepared for that. Anton knelt down and scooped Scarlet up in his arms, the woman let out an adorable little yelp of surprise as she was lifted up bridal style. "So... why don't we tale this inside and find some way to help you forget all these troubles."

Scarlet bit her lip and adjusted her position, wrapping one arm around Anton's neck, "Don't think you can just worm your way out of this one. You're gonna have to do more than that."

Anton smiled and gave Scarlet a quick kiss, "I can work with that." He slowly walked towards the house door.

Scarlet's place wasn't large. She didn't need much space. Just a few rooms to call her own and some privacy. She hsd selected this house for the view, but also the bedroom. The previous owner had built the bedroom larger, and left a large brass bedframe that they got off the captain's quarters of an old, retired ship. She'd bought it just for that. Scarlet could make good use of a large bed. She hadn't skimped on the mattress, despite not sleeping here too often, Scarlet had invested well in a comfortable bed; which was paying off now, as Anton lay on his back with Scarlet sitting on his face.

The redhead moaned as her partner lapped at her pussy, his strong arms wrapped around hervsilky thighs as he ate Scarlet out. She bit her lip, laying along the length of his body and holding his hard cock in one hand. Scarlet moved low and dragged her tongue up the length of his shaft, swirling it around the head of his cock before coming back and kissing along one side. She felt him grunt against her pussy, no doubt he liked that. Scarlet shook her hips playfully on Anton's face, he responded by giving her ass a quick smack.

The redhead wrapped her lips around the head of Anton's cock and began pushing down, feeling his length slide into her mouth. Scarlet moaned again, sliding back up the cock again. She bobbed up and down his cock, sliding it deeper and deeper into her mouth. By the time Anton had penetrated her throat, both Scarlet and Anton were moaning for one-another. Her pussy thoroughly soaked as he sucked her clit and licked her pussy. Scarlet slowly pulled back, easing herself off and pulling free with a soft gasp, "Aah, fuck... I want you inside of me." She purred.

Anton didn't wait, effectively tossing Scarlet onto the bed. She pushed herself onto all fours, looking back over her shoulder as Anton grabbed her hips and pushed himself in. Scarlet moaned more fully, her fingers gripping the bedsheets as her partner began fucking her. This was definitely the sort of distraction she needed tonight. Scarlet moaned again, Anton's hands adjusting to hold her hips as he fucked her. "Ooh yeah, just like that." She groaned, reached between her legs and rubbing her clit while she was fucked. "Ah! Ah fuck yes! Faster, Anton!" Her partner complied, his hips meeting hers with a fleshy smack.

It was times like these that Scarlet really valued her home's privacy. Most of the windows were wide open, letting in the tropical air, only a few fans running to keep things moving, and they were not trying to be quiet in the slightest. Scarlet was pushing her hips back to meet Anton's thrusts, making loud, wet slaps as they collided. She was moaning quite regularly, loving every inch of his vascular black cock, when it suddenly vacated her pussy. "What the fu–" Scarlet was cut off as Anton flipped her over onto her back and pushed her legs up. She spread them wide, letting him bend her back until her toes were touching the bed and her pussy facing the sky.

From her vantage below, Scarlet watched Anton start mounting her. She propped her elbows on the bed and put her hands on her lower back, providing some stability while Anton grabbed her ankles to hold her in place. His cock slid right back in and picked up again like he'd never even left. Scarlet's moaning redoubled.

She'd never been one for missionary, but Anton might just change her mind. The intimacy of looking onto his face, seeing how good he felt. Their eyes meeting and seeing that carnal need, it was something else. Scarlet could only imagine how she looked. Bent over, face contorted in pleasure, her large, lovely breasts shaking. She had rarely done any position like this, not since her ex. Scarlet pushed that aside, focusing entirely on the moment.

Anton had excellent stamina, the sort ofcthing that helped him to keep this hard, heavy rutting going as long as he was. Scarlet could still remember the first time she asked him to go hard on her. He was shocked she wanted such a harsh pace, and even more shocked when she came all over him. She thought she might orgasm again, but Anton groaned and pulled his cock free. He dropped her lower body and moved up to her chest, stroking himself off as he came closer.

In a moment, Scarlet pressed her lovely breasts together and turned her face down. She opened her mouth and watched as he groaned. With one final pump, Anton's cock erupted. A thick rope of cum shot out, thick cum firing right across Scarlet's lips and into her mouth, leaving a trail along her breasts. Several more spurts of cum sprayed across her face and chest, painting Scarlet's alabaster skin with the man's seed. She groaned softly as he came, coating her in his seed.

Scarlet watched as Anton's cock calmed. He wasn't flaccid, but the slow of cum had halted. She sighed and swallowed what part of the load had gone into her mouth, proceeding to wipe up some of the stray shots on her face in and drinking them too. Anton sighed and moved back, climbing off of his position on Scarlet, and shaking his head. "Sorry. I don't know what came over me."

Licking up the cum off of her breasts, Scarlet shrugged, "It's been a little while since I was here, maybe you just missed pussy this good."

Anton laughed, "Maybe... I was worried I was going to have to visit the lagoon alone forever."

Scarlet smiled, "I bet you wouldn't mind having your fishing spot to yourself again."

"Not if it means I give up pussy that good."

Scarlet bit her lip, "Good answer." She looked down the bed, down across the house the window faced the sunset. The sky painted purple and orange. She sat up and fixed her eyes on Anton, "Well... why don't you grab us a few beers and we'll relax a bit before we start again." She smirked, "If you make me come twice this time, I might even give you a treat."

Anton raised his eyebrow, "Twice?"

"You finished before I could, baby." Scarlet smirked.

Anton's eyebrow rose, "And what's the reward?"

"Hm..." Scarlet mimed consideration, "We'll start doing it in the ass."

"Deal" Anton didn't hesitate, "Only fair that you have as much fun as I do." He stood up and headed for the door, Scarlet watching the muscles in his back move as he breathed. Alone again, she lay back in her bed and checked her phone. No calls, no messages, no nothing. Hopefully Vincent got the point.

Scarlet considered what Anton said, then wondered about Leeza. She hoped that the rookie was okay, she really did. Even if Vincent was a fucking idiot, Scarlet didn't want to take that out on Leeza. At least, she was pretty sure she didn't.

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On the yacht, Casey was sitting on the edge of the pool. They'd come bsck to the harbor and most of the girls were heading aback to shore, except for one notable exception. One of his guards approached Casey and nodded, "She slipped away a little while ago. We saw her snooping around the interior cabins. Should we have her removed?"

Casey shook his head, "No. No, not yet. Are the preparations made? We're ready to set off by nightfall?"

The guard nodded, "We are ready at your convenience. We'll be running slow, but no visible lights as we leave. Cloud cover tonight should let us slip away without a trace."

"Good good." Casey rubbed his chin,, "The harbormaster has been paid off? There's no record of us having ever been here?" The guard gave a curt nod. "And we are prepared for my 'guest'?" The guard chuckled and nodded his head.

"As you commanded, sir."

Casey nodded and motioned the guard off. A few minutes later, a lone female figure slipped out of one of the yachts side-doors, trying to be discreet. As she came over towards the ramp, Casey whistled, "I was wondering where you went." He leaned back and smiled at her.

The girl seemed surprised, but laughed, "Yeah I um... I was looking for your sleeping cabin. I was hoping maybe if you found me there... never mind, it was stupid."

"You were hoping what?" Casey cocked his head, "that I'd fuck you?" He laughed, "With a body like that, I don't need to be convinced. Come here, take a seat." He patted his lap, motioning for her to join him.

The girl came over either a small smile and perched herself on Casey's lap. Nice and obedient, just the way he liked. He put his hand on her back and slowly slid it over the curve of her ass, giving her lovely bum a generous squeeze, "I don't think we've met. You are?"

"Leeza. I was invited this morning."

Cssey nodded, "and why were you trying to stowaway on my ship?"

Leeza glanced away, "I... I needed passage to the next town up on the coast. I thought it might be nice to go in luxury."

Casey nodded his head and moved a hand up to squeeze her breast, boticing with some happiness how she didnt try to stop him. She was good, "Well, if that's what you want. All you had to do was ask." He turned her cheek to face him. "Come here." Leeza leaned in, her lips meeting Casey's as the two began to kiss. He shifted her into place, her body straddling his lap. Casey squeezed her buttocks as they began making out.

He wondered what she was thinking about. About her assignment to steal from him? About how easily he must have been fooled. But he felt a swell of pride to consider how she wasn't aware that she'd been set up, and very soon, Leeza would become one more thin on this ship over which Casey had complete control..~

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Thanks for reading my story! This is a bit different from my other current series on here (go check it out, it's fun) but I am really excited to debut a story snd characters I've played around with for a few years!

As always, feedback and thoughts/ideas are always welcome and encouraged!

I am also making a little contest here. The spy organization that our intrepid heroines are apart of needs a name, and I thought it knight be fun to open the floor for suggestions! If your name is selected, you'll get a little shout at the start of the next chapter, as well as having a character named after you (or a name of your choosing, for privacy reasons) in an smut scene (whether you want to be with Scarlet or Leeza is up for discussion).

It's a silly, low-risk kind of contest, but I thought it might be fun. In the meantime, thank you for enjoying my work!