The Hitman's Last Job



As Anna looked down into the manhole she was surprised to see there was no sewer. But rather what looked like a fairly ordinary room. Chuck bent down again and reached his hand under. Reaching a light switch he illuminated the room and Anna and Carl gasped as they were confronted with a beautiful bedroom.

“Ladies first,” Chuck ushered Anna down the ladder.
“Hey this is great!” she beamed up at Carl.


She looked around and couldn’t believe that such a place existed. The room must have been about twenty feet long and came complete with a four poster bed, a mini bar, a large television and several computers. Pushing open a door at the end of the room Anna saw a bathroom that was as pristine and white as the one in their penthouse in Austin.

“This place is like a spa,” she giggled to Carl as he jumped down.
“Wow, I wonder what your own bedroom looks like if this is for guests,” Carl looked to his friend.
“Ah, we have the whole loft space converted. It’s a real humdinger. But this place is just in case we get tipped off you know,”
“Sure thing,” Carl nodded albeit with a sceptical look on his face.
“Anyway I’ll leave you to it,” and Chuck disappeared up the ladder. “If you need me just ring the bell in the corner,”


And the couple looked over to see a big, black box housing an oversized red button. Anna thought if she punched it a superhero might turn up.

“It leads to the loft,” Chuck explained. “Anyway, see you in the morning and we’ll get that passport sorted. That’s when the printing presses are up and running. Anyway, you kids stay safe,”


And finally the couple were alone.

“This is…. Crazy,” Anna jumped into Carl’s arms now they had their privacy.
“Sure is. I bet you’re glad my plan worked after all ain’t ya?”
“Well….. I guess,” she laughed and bit her lip.


Jumping onto the bed she jokingly pulled all the curtains closed so she was encased.

“Hey,” Carl pulled one back and jumped in after her. “This is kinda sexy ain’t it? Enveloped in a four poster bed, just you and me hidden away somewhere safe for once.


Anna ran a hand down his chest and kissed him.

“It’s the most romantic thing ever,” and she leaned back to run her hand across the bed’s curtains.


They were dark, red velvet and felt so soft she wanted to rub them across her face. Flinging herself back on the bed she felt how comfortable it was, so soft and big. She wondered why Chuck needed such a luxurious bed.

“So I believe you have a story to tell me,” she traced her fingers along the side of Carl’s leg and he leaned over closer.
“I do,” he held her hand and moved it to his groin.


He was already hard and he breathed heavily as she cupped him in her hand.

“Urrhhhhh…. I could just devour you right now,” he leaned in and kissed her biting at her lip playfully.
“But aren’t you going to tell me how you know Chuck?”
“Can’t I kiss you some more?”
“No Carl,”
“Fine,” he pulled away. “For a very short while I worked in a special forces unit. Chuck and I were close at the time but he eventually got discharged long before I did. That’s it,”
“But special forces? What’s that?”
“I can’t tell you. Or rather I might tell you some other time,”
“Carl! I wanna know more. So you guys met in like… a super-secret spy job?”


Carl didn’t want to answer any more and rolled on top of her. He pushed his hardness onto her and pinned her arms behind her head.

“If I fuck you, will you stop asking questions?” he smiled.


Anna could smell the heat from his body mixed with sweat. It was intoxicating and she rose her hips up to meet his. Breathing heavily she held her lips close to his and whispered.

“I’d do anything for you,” she whispered.


He moved his tongue into her mouth gently and felt her yield to his touch. Reaching his hand down, he pulled back the top of her shirt and let a nipple pop out. Holding it in his fingers he rubbed it firmly and felt it go hard in his hand. Sucking on it he longed to taste every part of her body and he pulled away to tear her clothes off.

Exposing her breasts as he lifted off her top he grabbed them hard and held them to his face as he licked hungrily at her. Anna loved watching him so turned on, the way he moved and the way he gasped as he wanted more of her.

Spreading her legs for him she placed her fingers on her clitoris and was surprised to feel how wet she was. Rubbing herself in small circles she made a little gasp that sounded like a whimper as she felt the start of pleasure throb inside her.

“Is that good? You like that?” Carl asked as he unzipped his jeans.


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