Seduction of a Crime Boss

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Seduction of a Crime Boss (closed)

Gianna Desandros had worked with the CIA for years, her case record high and her solve rate near perfect, when she went undercover she fully comitted in research, appearance, walk , even different accents and diets,she was approached for secret service several times thats how good of a spy she was.

She had currently gotten a makeover and shortened and lightened her hair for a next case she would be undercover as, a stripper at one of the most infamous crime owned clubs in the city. She had taken tons of dance classes for this jobs and her coworkers were having a ball joking with her for taking this case in which she explained it would get them deep intel,crime bosses do background checks on theses girls and her identity had been handled as well as her temporary home, car and budget. It was her first solo undercover and she knew she would be able to handle it.

She had at first audition and could tell the mangers had loved what she had done from the hard on they were sporting one she finished, they had thanked her and toldnher she woukd make alot of money from the club.

She got dressed the next day wearing a little bikini she bought to dance and high platform heels and performed under the name Gigi Luv ans was surprised at how much men had actually liked that and how many crime bosses were in one room.

She knew from the comm clips she wore in her diamond earrings she would get some info tonight.
 
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Anthony Scialani was the oldest son of Tony "Big Tuna" Scialani, the leader of one of the five families who either ran or terrorized the large northeastern city, which sat on the shore of the Atlantic Ocean. The Scialani's were perhaps the most powerful of all. They had a fleet of fishing boats, which they used to control the harbor. They owned three strip joints, of which the Cheetah, where Gianna was currently auditioning was the nicest, with the sexiest girls.

All of their business, the restaurant, the strip clubs, the boats, the canning company, and the tool and die plastics company, were all ways to hide and launder money from their real businesses, drugs and gambling. Anthony had no idea of is family's real business, until he had walked into his Dad's office at 10 years old. He had thought his Dad a loving husband and good father, hell he was his little league coach. But he had walked over after school to proudly show his father how he had won the spelling bee. No one noticed little Anthony as he entered or walked up the barely lit staircase, and imagine his surprise when as he opened the door, he saw his Dad, doing some stripper from Cheetah's on his desk.

His dad made him stay there and watch as he dominated and fucked this woman, more than happy to serve him and then be discarded. After he finished, still naked, his cock dripping with their cum, he explained to Anthony the real family business, and what being a man of power meant in this city. It was a dose of reality that was most unwelcome and he cried in his bed that night, not for himself, but for his beautiful sweet mother, Alyssa. It wasn't until he was 18 he learned his mother was well aware of her father's life and extracurriculars, and had kinks as deep, and a bit more taboo than his.

He had vowed at that time that he would be different, but the pull of family is strong, and so now, here he was watching, maybe the most beautiful women he had ever had come in to audition, putting on a show that had him more than intrigued. He had let his guys handle it, and hire her, but he left explicit instructions he wanted to see her the next day before she went on stage. Women like her, didn't walk into places like this, unless there was some sort of story, or she was a plant...he wanted to make sure he knew which one. Plus there was something else, she had made him feel something...something girls at the club did not normally illicit. He tried to ignore it, but found himself visualizing her even after he went home.
 
Gianna undercover as Giselle Gigi Gonzalez was heading back to her freeing room walking past a table when she felt a large arm circle her waist and fought back her self defense training knowing she could take this big guy down and pretended to be a scared stripper.

“Where do you think your going huh sexy”she heard the gruff voice say “I hope you don’t think you can tease me like that on stage and not give me a private lap dance huh little one?” He said suggesting more than a dance.

Her body stiffened slightly as he pulled her into his lap and press her against his manhood. she held back her repulsion and tried squirming out of his arms.

“Sorry , I don’t do private dances”she said as per her written contract and she could tell that annoyed the man slightly.

“Then we can do it right here in the open, how much?”he asked and groped her breast which made her fly out of then mans lap quickly.

“You little bitch do you know who I am?!” The large man roared and slapped her hard to the ground sending a few other dancers running and club security heading their way.

The slap was nothing, they had been trained in torture scenarios in the CIA and taught to endure pain, that was like a mosquito bite to her but she pretended to be hurt and held her cheek letting fake tears roll down , then she saw Avery angry man walking over, the mafia bosses son and he didn’t look pleased with what just happened
 
Anthony saw the pig from across the bar. He looked at his manager, Blackjack Ryan, and gave him a look. The new girl was supposed to have been sent to his office before she ever went on stage, and clearly that hadn't happened. Anthony didn't give many orders, but that had been one, and once he did, he expected flawless education. There would be consequences, Blackjack knew it, he just hoped it wouldn't be too painful. The man, manhandling one of his girls was a cop, a dirty cop, Danny Franklin. He had had too much to drink and it was only eight o'clock, but he had also made a really bad mistake, and Anthony had heard enough, “You little bitch do you know who I am?!”

He watched her go down, and faster than you could say, "FUCK YOU!" Anthony had closed and intereceded, and had his hands on the shoulders of the man, who had just gone from tough guy to quite literally shitting in his pants. "Do you know who I am?" he said as he grabbed him with one hand, and right crossed him with the other, breaking his nose and knocking the gold crown from the front tooth. "What the fuck, Anthony, over a cunt?" His first punch had knocked the cop ot the ground, he know picked him up and landed a second punch and broke the man's jaw, as he spit blood all over the two men who had just been laughing at his routine.

The bouncers were now there, and the man with the broken jaw was confused and terrified that he may just be spending his last day amongst the living. Anthony just turned to the two former college football players, 'Take him to the cellar and teach him some manners..." He turned to the other two men at the table, "them too!" Their faces went white, "Anthony no..." They were shaking, "...wha...what did we do?" He turned to them with eyes cold as ice, "You let him disrespect my girls...and that disrespects me...and the family." His measure was now controlled but the implications were chilling. The three men would live, but barely, and they would never disrespect the Scialani family again.

He now turned to Gigi and looked at her face, running his thumb gently over her cheek and looking into her eyes. "I know you are tougher than that, but it was a good act...and it may swell, we will bring you a steak to put on it.....You were supposed to see me before you went on...you will see me now." And he turned and headed back to his office, he damn sure expected that she would be following....
 
Gianna knew the cue and stood quickly following the gangster not wanting a dose of what was coming to the three men and the man who didn't follow direct orders and have her meet him in the office. She followed him with a hand on her bruised cheek.

She heard her heels scraping and clicking on the floor as she follwed him down the hall into a large masculine office she walked in behind him and and jumped slightly as he closed the door behind them. She held her arms around her body defensively like a scared woman.

She looked at him as he went to sit behind his desk and she made sure not to lookat him directly. "Im sorry sir...I wasnt told to come here.." she said softly.
 
Anthony sensed she was frightened as he closed the door behind her, and he saw her tense protectively as he went to his desk. "Im sorry sir...I wasnt told to come here.." He decided not to sit down, instead he looked up and smiled, "I didn't think you were, you seem like far too bright of a girl to defy a direct order." He walked back toward her and set a hand on her arm and guided her over to the sofa to sit down next to him, as he faced her, never removing his hand.

As they sat down, he let his eyes scan down her again, she was ever better than he remembered which made the purpose of this little impromptu meeting all the more important. He brought his eyes to look directly into her eyes, and he couldn't stop himself from commenting, "You really are quite breathtaking...." and then he put an interesting twist on the compliment, "...perhaps too breath taking. You have nothing to fear from me...I defended you out there, because my girls belong to me...you are an extension and no one disrespects my girls. I only hurt those who try to hurt the things I care about...and you would never hurt the things I care about, would you?"

He stopped and looked longer in her eyes, trying to see if there was a tell. "Women like you don't come in to work here very often...actually ever. And when they do...it is probably too good to be true...are you too good to be true Gigi...are you a pure fantasy, or are you a nightmare. Why are you here, I mean why are you really here...a girl like you has options...why did you choose this one?" He never let go of her, but he was gentle, nurturing, protective...that was assuming that she was on his side.
 
Gianna looked at him keeping her cover , the acting classes had relly been playing off, she never broke character. Her eyes welled up with slight tears and she kept tonher cover story knowingnif they background searched her all the way to birth theyd gind whatever they were looking for, her identity was solid, the drug addiction, the slight jail time and homelessness, to her " recovery" it had all been in "government" filing for her.

She had smiled st his compliment, and then was stunned there was motive behind him saying it.
" A girl like me has very litttle option.." she said softly and looked away slightly before meeting his gaze again " This was the only place that would hire me...this was my last option..i tired doing waitressing but..they found out about me and .. i need this.. im doing too well now and i need the money to keep my place" she said and held her breath hoping that story didnt get her fired.

She even had tattooed track marks on her inner ankle to make things seem even more believable

" I came here from South America with nothing...i have to take care of myself.. this is why i chose this" she said hoping her story was authenituc enough for him.
 
Anthony was no two bit hood. He was in essence the chief operating officer of an equivalent to a $500 million operation, that required significant sophistication. He was always on the lookout for plants, things that didn't seem quite right. She told her story well. He had noticed the tracks, but yet, all was not as it seemed. Her carriage was too good, her look too alluring. There was no way he would ever be attracted to some street urchin, some allyway drug whore. No, his cock wanted her, and his cock had extremely high standards and good taste. Anthony trusted his cock, it had never let him down.

He let her finish, and then took his hand up and cradled her cheek. "Now you wouldn't play me sexy girl would you? Take advantage of how I want to protect and take care of you, only to try to do something heroic and very, very stupid?" He let his words sink in, if they hadn't scared her, they should have. The stakes were far too high, and he was not about to let some skirt take him down. It didn't matter how short or how sexy that skirt was.

"Well I guess, we will just have to do a couple of tests, because if you are the cops, it might put any case in any jeopardy. And if your not a cop, we will just be getting to know each other a little better. So sexy girl, why don't you get up and strip for Anthony, not like you did on stage, no bathing suit...naked, naked as you came into this world...I want to see the full package...not to mention every move you've got!"
 
Gigi sighed feeling bit nerous at his threats but knew her background story was solid, ironclad and she shook her head " N-no sir.. i wouldnt take advantage of that.. i promise" she said softly and beliably. She looked at him as he asked her to strip for him...naked.

She had refused the other man this request, knowing exactly what men would want from this situation and she knew that she couldnt deny him what he wanted, sge was techinally his property now.

Gigi nodded " Yes sir" she said stood slowly peeled the bikini she wore off watching him and stood before him naked in her shoes swaying her hips seductively to unheard music hypnotizingly. She saw his need for her, it was rising in his pants.

She danced for him seeing he was watching her every move and she smirked inwardly knowing this would gdt her a bitncloser to her target of he enjoyed what they did he would want more.
 
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Maybe Anthony was wrong, she did exactly as he requested, not only did she strip, but her dancing was sexy as hell. He let his body enjoy her private show, he made no attempt to hide how aroused she was getting him. He only had one more test, he was increasingly thinking the gorgeous brunette was legit.

"Your dancing skills are great, but come over here." Anthony looked up into her eyes as he grabbed her and pulled her down on his lap. Next he cupped her pussy with his hand and slid two fingers inside of her. He just worked on pleasing her, fucking her with his fingers. "Okay, you've proved you're not a cop, so I can stop. Unless of course you don't want my too. Would you like to finish...or not?"

She never got a chance to answer, instead his officer door flew open and his girlfriend soon likely to be fiance. "Uh, Lisa...let me introduce our newest dancer. This is Gigi, and Gifi this is..." She stopped talking and stared at me. "Jesus, Anthony, would you mind pulling your fingers out of her snatch please"
 
"Gigi" did everytihing he'd asked of her , she knew justbhow much that little dance turned him on , he wasnt hiding it. She moved closer to him and he grabbed her pulling her on his lap and looking into her eyes as he slid two fingers up into her tight cunt.

"Fuck.." she thought gasping. It had been so long for her, the job kept her busy, traveliing, cases, undercover, she rarely had time for herself let alone sex so she knew she was tight and she saw excitement in his eyes , Anthony had seemed to like that as he fingered her tight wet hole moving faster and gently , the sound of her growing wetter filled the room.

She panted trying to control herself no matter how good he had been at doing that to her , she felt her walls gripping his fingers and she knew if he kept on she'd be cumming all over his talented fingers. Her nipples were hard and her eyes slanted and she didnt care at the moment, she wanted to cum, it had been nearly a year since she had sex.

"Okay, you've proved you're not a cop, so I can stop. Unless of course you don't want my too. Would you like to finish...or not?" he asked her and before she could respond the door flew open and a woman came striding in, most likely a girlfriend or wife she thought based on her expression seeing Anthony's fingers deep inside of her tight hole which seemed to be pulling his fingers in ,holding them in her so she could cum.

She blushed deeply and he hadnt seemed to care much , he looked slightly disappointed...she knew hed planned on fucking her right there and then.

"Uh, Lisa...let me introduce our newest dancer. This is Gigi, and Gifi this is..."

"Jesus, Anthony, would you mind pulling your fingers out of her snatch please"The woman said with annoyance in her voice and she blushed embarrassed and climbed off of his lap out of respect she hadnt wanted a fight.

She quickly searched for her outfit and put it on getting a slightly frustrated look from Anthony and she sighed hoping that hadnt gotten her in trouble with him. The woman scowled at her and she nodded over to him before quickly hurrying toward the door.
 
Lisa walked in, and words could barely describe how disappointed he was. She was so tight, and as he fingered her, he had gone from just testing her, to enjoying her. She had such a nice, tight cunt, he moaned thinking how it would feel riding up and down his large cock instead.

Her body responded, as he felt her juices coat his finger, and even began to wonder how far she might want to go? As he asked the question he hoped she not only wanted him to finish her, but she wanted to feel a cock inside of her, rather than just his fingers. He began to move, ready to stand up, and pick her up and throw her on his desk. But that all ended when Lisa walked in.

After Gigi left Lisa went crazy, until he finally slammed his fist down on the desk. She was suddenly startled and nervous. "Listen Lisa...this is my business. Sometimes I need to finger a woman as a test if she is a cop. I am not explaining to you, and if you don't like it...well it has been fun knowing you."

Lisa knew Anthony didn't love her but she thought that might come over time, if she was just patient. She was wrong. "Okay Babe, thanks for coming, but I've got work to do." What he was really saying was, "I am way more interested in that other girl, don't let the door hit you in the ass as you leave!"

Once Lisa was gone, he saw it was already the top of the hour and Gigi would be on. Her dance was sexy, and he made sure he was at the steps when she came down, he would avoid any chance of repeating the earlier scene. He came up beside her. "My offer still holds. If you want to be finished, come to my office later...and then he leaned into her and whispered in her ear, "You have a great cunt..tight, responsive...but I think it wants something more, doesn't it?"

Suddenly his father walked in the front door, and Anthony went to meet him. Waiting.was not something the Tony the Tuna was used to .
 
What the fuck Desandros?she thought to herself as she rushed toward her dressing room to hurry up and prepare for her next act. Her body had responded to him so willingly, no matter how she tried to resist, she wanted to feel him, his cock hard inside of her, damned if he had been a criminal his fingers had felt too good and she had been disappointed with herself even though it was a part of being undercover, her body wasnt responding as Giselle anymore..it was responding to Gianna, a woman who hadnt had a good fuck all year.

She looked over her hair makeup and outfit approvingly, one benefit of this place was dancers had their own rooms with a dressing area and a door theat led to private room if they took clients back there which she definitely wouldn't be doing.

She stashed her comm earrings in a special case and locked it hiding it in her purse before heading out to do her second performance thankful for the pole dance classes she had taken and her amazing body because if she were unfit she wouldnt be able to keep up.

She made her way to the stage dancing sexily, spinning and surveiling, watching who was in the room and watching who entered as well, she noticed Anthony had been watching her from the side of the stage waiting , and her hungry pussy grew wet again, she should not be reacting this way to him but she couldn't deny the attraction she felt to this dangerous man.

Her eyes scanned for Lisa as well who she saw no sight of felt bad for the woman but if fucking him got her closer to her target, she'd do anything for the mission. Gigi finished her performance and she blushed seeing Anthony there and he came up beside her and told her his offer still held to finish her off.. make her cum, there were so many reasons not to but she didnt refuse , she blushed and nodded and bit the corner of her lip as he leaned into her telling her how good her tight cunt was and how it needed more.

Damn him how right he was! She sighed sexily and the flirting came to a halt as Anthony's father entered, she felt her blood run coldnremebering some of the bodies they'd discovered in resultof his anger and she heard Anthony grumble before walking off.

She quickly made herself scarse and slid off tonher dressing room, the last thing she needed was tuna trying to fuck her.

She showered and changed into a figure hugging dress and shorter regualr heels which seemed to make her 5'7 height seem smaller.

She made her way through the place seeing some girls still performing sex acts and dancing and glanced around looking for Anthony who seemed to have just finished meeting with his father and she gripped her small bag heading toward the entrance but tempted, she stopped by his office , and then went inside waiting for him . " Damn it Gia , dont screw this up!"she screamed at herself.
 
There was a day when Anthony had not been willing to stand up to his father, but those days had passed. He needed to be a man, so as he went up to his father, he could see his eyes were on the new girl, the one who he just might have some designs on himself.

"We have some issues over on the east side, Joe Fortunato's daughter may have gotten herself knocked up. They are wanting to take it out on us, I expect some action." Anthony knew the rest of the story, that his father had been seeing one of the second most powerful family's beautiful 18 year old daughter on the side. He had lost any illusions his father was faithful to his mother years ago, but Christ! "Jesus Dad, you knocked up an 18 year old girl, ever hear of a rubber?"

His Dad's face got red, "How do you know that little whore's child is mine?" One she was not a whore, she might have Daddy issues, that his father had prayed upon, but whore? No! "Sometimes you make me sick, one of our guys or girls is gonna pay the price, because you are a lecherous old fuck! He saw his Dad ball his fist and he close, "Don't think about it...and get out of here, if the Fortunato's are looking for you, I don't want them finding you here. His father was undeterred, "I see we have some new talent here, why don't you introduce her..." Anthony stopped him cold, "She's with me Dad..." he lied, "leave her alone."

Anthony turned on his heel frustrated and went back to his office, when he got there it was a most pleasant surprise. She looked gorgeous, maybe he hadn't totally lied after all. "So, this is a nice surprise, you look amazing." He went and sat on the edge of his desk and looked at her. "I see you are dressed, yet you are here...so, are you taking me up on my offer...or not?"
 
Gigi smirked as he entered his office and he seemed almost happy to see her. She watched as he walked over to sit on the edge of his desk watching her edge chuckled walking over to him.

“Thank you” she said and smiled as he complimented her dress. She looked in his eyes seeing the same fiery lust he had for her and the evidence in his pants of what he wanted to do with her right there in the office.

She knew her probably fuck her damned if anyone walked in he probably wouldnt stop. She leaned in slowly and kissed him “ Yes.. I want-I want you to finish me Mr Scialani” she said using his formal name to see his reaction and she sighed as he leaned in and kissed her hard.

She gasped as he pulled her up onto his lap in one swift move . She was stunned by his strength even though she hadn’t been that heavy at 140 lbs.
 
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He watched her as she moved over to him. "You seem very confident, have you not heard of me, do you not know how dangerous I am?" The reality was being with him around him was dangerous. She kept coming in and leaned into him and kissed him. Her lips were soft, sweet, and he pressed back and slipped his tongue to brush across her lips, then slip inside of her mouth. “ Yes.. I want-I want you to finish me Mr Scialani”

He liked that, liked the tone of respect, the tone of submission of a strong woman, perhaps she wanted and needed a man to take control. She was in the right spot. He reached out and quickly pulled her up on his lap, hs strong hands lifting her like a rag doll. Once there, he slid his hand up her inner thigh, his fingers just under the hem of her dress. He snapped her head toward his and kissed her again. He swiftly slid his fingers up the rest of the way, and felt her panties, he waistband and then...with one quick snap her ripped her panties off, pulling them away and tossing them to the side.

His breathing was heavy, and his cock pushed up on her ass as she sat on his lap. His fingers, two, once again slipped inside of her, as he gently bit her lip. She felt good, "such a sweet, sweet cunt...but do you really want to be finished by my fingers when I have such other appealing options?" And he kissed her more passionately and deeply yet!
 
Gigi gasped as he ripped the thong she wore off with one quick tear, he wasted no time at uer tight pussy yet again sliding two fingers inside of her and fingering her just like before as if no time had passed between them.

She felt her breathing hitch as he fingered her his eyes locked on her deep amber eyes gilled with lust swirling in them. She returned the kiss eagerly, almost too eagerly, at this point , what she was doing with him, and what she felt beneath her, business and pleasure had been mixed and she needed to feel him i side of her.

"such a sweet, sweet cunt...but do you really want to be finished by my fingers when I have such other appealing options?" He said before kissing her deeply again" She shook her head, she needed more. She pressed her ass back to graze his steel hard cock a bit causing a groan then kissedhim deeper reaching between them so she could undo his pants slightly shaming herself for wanting him so bad and the other so horny after not having sex for a year.
 
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She leaned in and kissed him. He could see the torment, wanting to be a good girl, but her pussy was so hot, and so needy, and it needed to be fed. She was dying to swallow the ten inches of man meat that she was fondling, as she unzipped him.


She pulled his cock out, and stroked him, and then slid her mouth down and covered his cock in her saliva. Still she seemed torn. "Don't be nervous" he whispered, I want this too. I don't fuck the girls who work here, I really don't, but I so want to fuck you.

He slid her dress off her shoulders, helping her step out of it. "Your body is perfect baby, let me give it what it needs...what it is hungry for?" He turned her around and bent her over his desk. he teased her pussy lips with the head of his large prick, but he couldn't hold back either. He pushed inside of her, and soon they were both enjoying some of the very best fucking of their lives!
 
Gigi moaned feeling his generous sized cock sliding deep into her and fucking her hard against he desk causing her to moan out loud as he gave her the fuck she had been needing. She couldnt help but love it his dick had felt so good inside her tught hole she was almost near cumming as his cock stretched her. "Oh my god!" She cried out gripping rhe desk panting as her legs lifted slightly as he fucked her rough.

Gianna moaned and gasped as he lifted her up pulling her body against his and pushed deeply into her tight cunt telling her how good her pussy fit around his dick and how much he enjoyed fucking her.
 
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Like all great sex, and this was amazing sex, it ebbed and flowed. He had started fucking her hard, but then slowed down, letting her enjoy every slow stroke, every inch of his manhood. Even from behind her he could see the look on her face, the smile. "God Baby, I love it too. You feel so good, you may just ruin me for any other women...would you like it if yours was the only body I desired, the only women who enjoyed my cock?"

But for every ebb, there has to be a flow, a moment where there was no attempt to control desire. He rolled her back over, and pulled her open legs to the edge of his desk. This time, it wasn't gentle, or romantic, it was passion, hunger and need personified! He grabbed her breasts for leverage, and drove his body, his cock, hard and deep inside of her. Her body shaking, screaming out in passion.

He knew he was close, so close..."Baby cum to me...I can't hold back much longer...where can I come baby...where can I fire my load?"
 
Gigi cried out with pleasure as he slowly stroked inside of her letting her feel every inchnof his cock cock causing her to gasp and grin from the pleasure and nodded yes to his question, words unable to come out at the moment, but she definitely woupd be fucking him again, she knew where to draw the line for the sake of the case but there was no way she couldnt fuck a dick this good anymore.

"Ohhh god your so big, it feels so good!" She moaned loudly and gasped as he rolled her over and deepened his thrusts in response to that causing her to scream with pleasure and shake with desire.

"Uhhhhh uhhhh i-im gonna cum! " she shouted and she saw the grin n his face mixed with pleasure as he fucked her deep. She felt her pussy gripping his rod tightly and felt the twitch of his cock inside of her , last thing she needed was him to cum in her,she was on birth control but that wasnt 100% much like any protection against pregnancy, she moaned and said " My breasts,cum on my breasts baby" she moaned
 
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"Ohhh god your so big, it feels so good!" He smiled at the compliment, but she was right, why it was so different and incredible he couldn't really say, but fucking her was magic and he only wanted more. Grabbing her waist, feeling her feet grip his thighs, fucking her deep, they were so close!

Despite his line of business, he was a devout Catholic, and this was a religious experience."So good, baby...so, so...gooooodddd!" They were here, both of them, but he could hold and enjoy, her, "Uhhhhh uhhhh i-im gonna cum! " He smiled and pounded into her as she rode out her orgasm, her juices pouring down her cock...it was all he could do to hold her...he wanted to cum inside of her, feel that bond...that oneness, but he heard her," My breasts,cum on my breasts baby" , and always the gentleman, at least a gentleman of a certain type, he pulled out.

But she grabbed his prick, she had earned this cum, made him feel incredible and she grabbed his cock with both hands and took him and fed him, as she made him cum on her tits and fire toward her mouth. "Oh fuck Baby, yess, yesss" he yelled as the door flew open and his girlfriend was standing at the door. She simply slammed the door and left, and he could have cared less....he just looked at her covered in his cum. "If you want me...you will wear this proudly, as you walk out of this club...let them know, you are now mine...you are, right?"
 
Gigi panted beneath him and nodded "Y-yes sir, im yours" she said look up at the man who wore contentment and a grin on his face as she lay beneath him covered in his cum some on her face, some on her breasts, and her pussy juice coated on his cock from her recent powerful orgasm.

She was stunned his girlfriend barged in, she had to hear him fucking her hard, the two werent exactly quiet with what they were doing. She slid her underwear and heels back on and ledt the cum on her breasts and face grabbing her small purse fishing her keys out and sliding her dress on his cum still on her face and aa satisfied look on his.

He gave her one last kiss before she walked out leaning her against the door and kissing her deeply before pulling back and smirking probably knowing her body was reacting.

Dammit! She thought to herself, the man was dangerous in more than just violent ways. She walked to her car getting various different looks and she really didnt care , she needed to get to her place, shower and document her intel she learned today.

She saw his girlfriend storming back into the club and made herself invisible sliding to her car quickly before being noticed, last thing she needed was a brawl in a stripclub parking lot with a man she just fucked girlfriend.
 
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Anthony had put his pants back on, and tucked his extremely satisfied cock back in to his pants. He could tell she was furious, and so he sat back and waited, let her unleash her fury. "What the hell Anthony...fucking her right here, on your desk...what is that part of your employee benefits plan." She huffed and puffed and put her hand on the hem of her short dress and pulled it up revealing her bare pussy.

"Don't you dare take this for granted, do you have any idea how many men want to get in this pussy, would die t have me in their bed? How dare you do that to me...take my cunt for granted!"

She finally slowed down, and he rounded the desk, and came over to her. "My dear, I never considered us exclusive...nor wanted it. But, you are probably right, I think your pussy needs someone who will covet it...you should go take one of those men up on their offer. I will gladly give your twat a fine reference, I have certainly enjoyed it a few times...but honey, make no mistake, you are not in Gigi's league."

The anger vanished as she realized what he was saying, "I....I...didn't mean...oh baby you know...a girl just gets jealous...to see your magnificent cock in another...you can see..." He put his finger to her lips to quiet her, "It is okay baby, you are right...I was probably using you...and I now realize how wrong that was...Good luck!" He walked out, trying hard not to laugh.

He got Gigi's phone number from his manager, and sent her a text..."How about a late dinner...you might want to bring a tooth brush...and an extra pair of panties? - A"
 
Gia had just gotten into her temporary place when she got the text and smirked. 'Just one fuck and the man wants me to bring an overnight outfit.. ive clearly been wasting my talents'she thought amused. She texted him back nit wanting to keep him waiting " Dinner sounds great where should i meet you?"

She placed her phone down and did a quick video check in with her Handler Nicholas Cole her older team leader . " I got minor intel tonight but ill send you what i have" she said

" Jeez kid, what the hell happened?"

"Just some drunk thug who wanted to feel me up, no worries, it was a minor sting, but i played into it, he was dealt with"

" Damn it Gianna , be careful, and ice that " she nodded and hung up quickly sending the info, cleaning the phone, and ridding the evidence of it knowing a new burner would be place in her pickup location

She showered the day off hearing the text .message to her phone while she was in shower. Her apartment was a legit cover, she even had fake photos of her with friends and family,actors hired to keep her story going. She had a pet lizard, low maintenance and she had fake magazines delivered , some with codes inside. If she hadnt worked with CIA she would be highly impressed with how seamless everyhting had been.

She sighed at the bruise on her cheek, if she arrived with it un covered people would probably think he was the one who hit her and she needed to be in his good graces so she covered it up and put some light makeup on.

She was dressed completely different from what she wore in the club. The dress was simple, soft pink, feminine, but the way it hugged Giannas body was like a second skin, it hugged her breasts and fit every curve like it was made for trouble, like most of her clothes did, she tended to wear bigger clothes in the field just to hide her body.

She sprayed light perfume, slid on nude some heels and packed a small bag with her toiletries and outfit to carry.

She gave herself a once over a smirked. She would try to subtly milk info tonight, she knew how to do it, and when to stop, she was a professional spy her cover was rock solid.

She grabbed her keys and bags and headed to meet him for dinner tonight.
 
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