This work dedicated to @secretLace -- we engaged in a friendly contest to each write stories with 4 separate elements: Mistaken Identity / Satin Panties / Threesome / Almost Caught.
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The tongue lashing continues unabated until you see your girlfriend arch her back then begin to thrash. She crashes back down to earth as her legs begin to shake uncontrollably. The other woman's mouth is like a rodeo rider though and isn't thrown off for even a second. Your fiancé doesn't stand a chance and is soon hit with a powerful orgasm the two of you didn't even know existed in nature.
The woman waits until the headlock is released before sliding up your bride-to-be's body so they are face-to-face. You notice your beloved's legs instinctively wrap around the woman's waist as soon as they begin to kiss deeply.
You can barely breath, there's also a tightness in your chest.
The man, who has also been watching this scene play out -- but in a much more up-close & front-row way than you-- now stands and removes his robe. He is muscled and tattooed; then you notice the mark on his pec--you've read the file so already know that he had survived a hitman's bullet.
And now you don't want to look further, but you do because you need to know what kind of peril you've created for your betrothed. His cock is massive--something you've only see in porn videos--and it is still growing with excitement.
He approaches the bed and slaps his gal on the ass. She breaks her kiss and smiles, while now pulling herself and your soon-to-be-wife up on their knees. You watch the lesson unfold: the older woman demonstrates and your girl follows suit.
Which is to say, you are forced to watch as your inexperienced partner learns how to stroke a cock, how to take a man's balls into her mouth, how to tongue up and down the full length of his shaft, how to suck the cobra's head into her mouth, how to bob her head in order to telegraph her wanton desires.
You snap out of your haze and give the order.
As the tactical unit moves into position just outside their door; only you will know the most opportune time to strike. Send the team in too early and they will suffer casualties... plus your soon-to-be-wife, who you put in harm's way, might very well be killed in the crossfire.
No, you need to wait until 100 percent of his being is thoroughly primal and only focused on rutting this fine bitch. A shiver runs down your back when you realize you might even have to wait until he pumps his evil seed deep inside of her and collapses out of exhaustion.
But what can you do? There are literally a dozen Uzi machineguns easily within his reach. Your job, your entire career is now on the line and in jeopardy.
Time slows...you remember back to how this whole thing started. A romantic trip to a resort, a phone call as soon as you were checked in. A most-wanted was there and your assistance was required. An operation was being launched, through pure serendipity you just happened to be in the right place at the right time.
Of course, the whole thing was highly classified and sensitive so you couldn't tell your girl. But you did have to find a way to occupy her time so you could perform your mission.
After writing down the room number and the fake name the man would be using on a slip of paper, you call the spa. Yes, you would like to schedule a 4-hour indulgence package that included a mud bath, an avocado mask, a rainforest shower, reflexology, and a Swedish massage.
Luckily, they have the timeslot you need so on another slip you write down the details and the name of the spa ambassador who will be overseeing the whole experience.
