To die for

[Vagablonde]

(Closed for BlackTeen)


Angie Carmichael, 27

A new assignment. It felt more like a degradation. I had worked my way up from investigation to the protection detail. It had been my childhood dream to protect the president one day. That dream had become reality six months ago. Now i could feel the dream slip away. I liked Andrew Miller. He was a good president. I had never met his daughter. Only heard of her. She was a wild one. Sheri Miller was an actress and singer. She had always refused the protection she was entitled to. Andrew Miller could not accept that anymore. Not after some threatening letters had been sent to the White House. Letters that mentioned Sheri Miller. I was the lucky agent assigned as her personal security.

From what i was told Ms Miller was still reluctant to have a bodyguard around 24/7 but willing to please her father. At least we had that in common. We both disliked me living in her house in New Jersey. Even if it was for different reasons. It was summer and very hot and i was pretty much cooking in my black suit as i stood at the entrance of Ms Millers big house. I wiped the sweat from my forehead before i ringed the doorbell.

It took only a moment before she opened the door. I took off my sunglasses and smiled my most professional smile.

"Good day Ms Miller. I am agent Carmichael from Secret Service. I believe you where expecting me." I say as i take up my identification to show her.

 

[BlackTeen]

Sheri Miller, 22


At least he got me into accepting this. I didn't want a barking guarding dog by my side. I had been in so many dark clubs, small pubs and strange bars without any that I wasn't afraid anymore. But dad had been so imploring, I couldn't refuse him that. At least he promised me to choose someone who wouldn't be too hard to have by my side. But god damn it I didn't want that. moreover with the party that would be going on tonight.
Agent Carmichael was supposed to come in today. As I was laying in my bikini by the pool, sunbathing and listening to QotSA's last album, I was imagining the large and tall muscular man in black that was to come just moments later. The lack of smile, that black sunglasses, the rigid attitude in the suit.
And then it ranged at the door. I had told the maid not to answer for agent Carmichael, I had to do it myself. So I sighed and walked to the door, putting a light pareo around my hips. And I opened the door after taking a long breath.
And I opened my eyes wide. There stood a very nice woman, yet still rigid in the black suit.
- Come in.
I let her follow me inside, then out at the back again without a word. I returned to my daybed next to the pool, took off the pareo, and laid facedown on it, my head no my crossed arms and looking up at her with a smile.
- Must be quite hot in those clothes on a day like this...

 

[Vagablonde]

I follow ms Miller inside and out the back. This assignment would be tougher than i thought. My eyes was glued at her ass as i walked behind her. I had seen plenty of pictures of Sheri Miller. None could compare to the young woman in real life. Now i realised that i should have gotten laid before getting here. I hadn't had a very active sex life since i took on the job to protect the president. None of my co-workers knew that i was gay. In this line of work, discretion was a must.

"Must be quite hot in those clothes on a day like this..." Sheri Miller said, looking up at me with a smile.

I tried to ignore the heat. Easier said than done. I kept my professional face as i met her eyes with my own. Then i put my sunglasses back on.

"I will manage." I say with a nod. I look around and notice a sun chair. I pick it up and place it not to far away from Ms Miller. With a sigh i sit down on it. I make sure that i can easily get my gun out in case of trouble. I would do my best to protect this woman without getting distracted. The best thing would be to do the job and at the same time let her live her life as undisturbed as i could. Still there was some things i needed to know.

"I need your schedule. Every plan you make will go through me." I tell her.

 

[BlackTeen]

There I had to laugh... And I'm known for having quite a loud laugh. I looked into her eyes, even through our two pairs of sunglasses.
- Well, that'll be hard as I don't make much plans. But you're lucky I got one for this afternoon and this evening.
I gave her a mischievous grin, the kind of smile that you can put on when you're happy to completely break the rules of someone you dislike. Not that I dislike Agent Carmichael in person, but (sorry for her), I dislike whatever she represented.
- Tonight there's a party at a friend's place. A large party. Many people. Many well reknown persons. VIPs. So you cannot come at a party dressed like that. Moreover when it's a costumed party. So you and I will have lunch in downtown and get you something to put on this evening.
I saw her began to open her mouth and say something.
- And don't dare to say no to me.
I tookk my most stern face on this one.
Then I giggled.
- But as for now, there's a threat you have to protect me from... That hot sun is going to burn my back if you don't put enough lotion on me.

 

[Vagablonde]

For once in my life i was speechless. Not only had i been degraded from protecting the president. My new assignment was a nightmare. No schedule? No plans? How the hell should i do my job? This job was all about the details. If i had no idea of everything that was happening there was no way i was going to protect her. On top of that. She wanted to dress me. I wasn't sure if i could do this. Maybe i could switch place with Kate, who still was at the presidents side. With a sigh a take up the tube of sunblock lotion and squirt a generous amount on my palm.

"Every plan you make you have to run through me. It is not that i am curious about what you do. I need to know, to be able to do my job." I tell her as i start to rub the lotion on her back. Her skin is so smooth and flawless that i have to really concentrate, not to let my thoughts wonder to the areas that wasn't' covered by her bikini.

 

[BlackTeen]

- Well I don't do much plans. I think you'll have to depend on your ability to adapt and to improvise. My life really flows without any guide. You're lucky I already know where I'll be this evening. For a first day, it's an easy one.

I giggled at this. She was really not happy with this.

- Oh, and... I don't like tanlines across my back Agent, please remove those straps and put the lotion there.

After a second, I returned to asking her something.

- it seems we're going to be together for quite a long time. It'll be easier if we go with our first names. Call me Sheri. And you are...?

 

[Vagablonde]

"It seems we're going to be together for quite a long time. It'll be easier if we go with our first names. Call me Sheri. And you are...?"

I was still looking down at her backside, wondering if it was smart rubbing lotion all over that body. I clear my throat and unstrap her bikini top.

"You can call me Angie, Ms Miller." I politely say to her. No way i would call her Sheri. Some distance was definitely required. I was an professional after all.

I start to rub lotion over the parts that i missed before. Making sure that my hands and fingers stayed clear of the more tempting areas.

"This party of yours. I will try to not make it to obvious why i am there. Still i have a job to do. The job your father expect me to do." I say sternly.

 

[BlackTeen]

"You can call me Angie, Ms Miller."

I giggled

- Oh you're so professionnal Angie... What a nice name, like a guardian angel descended on Earth to protect me. I like the idea. But please, don't embarass me, and call me Sherr, I insist.

I could almost feel her problem with this, and it was fun. Oh yes, one could say I was mean to find this fun. She was just trying to do her job at its best and I wasn't exactly making things easy. I just had to see how much we could go along, just to check if I had to ask for another guarding dog.

- And pelase don't forget any place. The sun's a real ennemy too, and you have to protect me from him.

Saying this, I flexed ym knees and moved my lower legs a bit up and down...

"This party of yours. I will try to not make it to obvious why i am there. Still i have a job to do. The job your father expect me to do."

- Of course you wont' make it too obvious. That's why you gonna put a costume too. The theme "1001 Nights", does that ring something in your mind? Any idea for a disguise?