Ann: A Love Story Ch. 23

"To new adventures, and a successful mission," I said as a toast.

Tammy smiled, but it was a worried smile. She downed the glass in one shot. I poured her a second glass, and said, "It's better if you sip this. You can get drunk if you drink it too fast. Plus, you'll actually enjoy it more."

"I need to get drunk after what just happened. Maybe that will help explain all of this. I need to..."

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"Look...James. I'm not necessarily going to lose my job. But, I wasn't supposed to bring those things up to your room. That's Johnny's job...he makes most of his money on tips. He's going to make it an issue because...well, I'm sure you understand."

"Well, I told him you would tip him for the champagne. You'll just need to tip him for that too."

"And just how am I supposed to do that?"

Before I could say anything, Tina walked through the door, dressed in her new outfit. My mouth hit the hardwood floor. She was putting on an earring when she said, "Blowjob!"

I nodded and replied affirmatively. "Blowjob!"

"A blowjob? Are you kidding me?" Tammy snapped.

"Yep. That's the best way to win someone over to the other side...sex. That's how James got me away from Goldfinger. But I suppose you could just kill him, too."

Tammy laughed and said, "I don't think I can kill him. And if I blow him, he'll never leave me alone. He's been trying to get into my pants for a year now."

"Well, you made it easier today, since you wearing a skirt," Tina said. "Besides, if he's been chasing you for a year, he already isn't leaving you alone. If you blow him, at least you might get something out of it. Do you like him?"

Tammy got a bashful look on her face, and kind of hemmed and hawed herself into a non-answer type answer.

"I guess that's a yes. You've been playing hard to get...time to let him get," Tina said with a laugh. She looked at me and said, "Do we know what out mission is yet?"

"No...I'll get the box," I said as I handed Tina a glass of champagne. She downed it quickly before putting her leg up on the chair at the table to strap on the holster and gun to her thigh, flashing her wet bare cunt right in front of Tammy.

"Holy..." Tammy said, her eyes opening wide but unable to tear them away from the view Tina was offering.

"Sorry. Perhaps I should introduce myself more properly. I'm Pussy. Pussy Galore."

"I knew that...I just didn't think I'd get to see it too," Tammy said, stunned, but still looking directly at the magic space between Tina's legs.

"You seem to like it...at least, you can't take your eyes off of it," Tina said, teasing Tammy, who started to blush.

"She did the same thing to me. I just think she likes staring at crotches," I said as I opened the box.

Tina turned her attention away from Tammy, but kept herself exposed. "So, what's in the envelope?"

I took the white envelope, on hotel stationary, and opened it. "Wow...it's tickets."

"To what?" Tina asked.

"A movie," I said, both stunned and excited at the same time. Inside, there were two tickets to an 8 o'clock showing of the latest Bond movie, and a map to the theatre. The thought that Ann would go to all the trouble she was going to, in ways that I couldn't fully imagine, really hit me hard. She was the perfect woman for me. Sexy; inventive; kinky; intelligent; independent; strong; adventurous; and drop dead gorgeous. She had it all. And she was going to be mine...forever.

The tickets being enclosed inside an envelope from the hotel told me that Ann had some help in getting them. And my gut told me that help was standing in the room with us, still hopelessly drawn to Tina's pussy. I handed the tickets to Tina while I looked over the map.

"You're kidding!" Tina said as looked at them. As I was opening the box, she said, "This is too cool. I can't believe she did this all on her own."

I peered inside the carton, and looked at the note inside. Smiling I said, "She didn't. She had help."

"Who?"

"Agent Tammy Nichols, which I presume is you, isn't it?"

Tammy's head snapped around, and she looked nervous. She only nodded at my question, which made Tina giggle for some reason.

"So, what's in the box?" Tina asked.

I literally laughed out loud. Inside, there were two identical dildos. When I saw them, I knew that Ann had been back to visit her friend Missy at the sex shop, and that they were both the 'Antonio' model. "Something to put in your box."

"What?" Tina said, wrinkling her button nose.

"Actually, it looks like one for each of you. This one has 'Agent Nichols' on the label," I said as I pulled out the one of the large rubber cocks and showed it to them.

Tina started howling, but Tammy looked stunned again. "Oh my God," she said quietly as she stared at us.

"Who..." Tammy started to ask.

"It says they're from Kitty. That would be your boss...and apparently, Tammy's. Can you explain all of this?" I said, looking at Tammy.

"Not really...not...THAT!" she said.

"What can you explain?"

"Actually, not a lot. I'm under orders from...Kitty...not to spoil anything."

"And how do you know Kitty?" I asked.

"Uh...let's just say we've talked a lot the last couple of days. And it looks like I need to talk to her again," Tammy said as she took a deep breath and looked at the dildo in my hand.

Tina looked at it too, and she reached out for it, taking it from my hand. "That looks very familiar. I can only wonder where Kitty might have gotten the idea that this size is 'standard issue' equipment." Tina reached over and pulled at the loosely tied knot on my towel, opening it and letting it fall to the floor. She cupped my balls, and my cock started to rise higher than the half mast it was at.

"Holy...fuck," Tammy said as she stared at my hardening shaft.

I smiled at Tammy, but said, "There's no time, Pussy. I have to get dressed. We need to get going."

"Well, we may need to use this stand in then," she said, holding the rubber cock near mine to compare sizes. "It's almost as big as yours, James."

"I definitely have to make a call," Tammy said to herself, but loud enough that I heard her. I didn't understand, but I then again, not a lot of things were making sense. I was caught somewhere between my life and an amazing...well, I wouldn't call it a fantasy because Ann wasn't in it like I'd envisioned when we talked about role playing. But it certainly was like a movie Ann had created. I was playing James Bond...what else could it be?

"Let go of me, Pussy. I need to get ready."

"Anything you say, James," Tina said as she took the dildo in her hand and placed it against her wet pussy lips, making Tammy look.

~*~*~*~*~*~

I could hear Tammy cumming through the bathroom door as I shaved and got dressed. It had to be the third time...or maybe the fourth. It was hard to tell as fast as she was rattling them off. She was reaching octaves that sopranos' dream to hit on their best day at the opera.

When I finally came out, she was lying on the bed like a wet towel. She was still wearing her blouse and miniskirt, but she was practically sweating through them. Her eyes were glassy, a sly grin etched on her face as she basked in the afterglow of her orgasms. A very slick 'Antonio' lay between her legs, which were spread wide, showing me her bare pussy, topped with a well manicured patch of brunette pubic hair that matched the top of her head. Her lacy white thong was dangling off of her left ankle as hit hung over the edge of her bed.

"I see you've debriefed Agent Nichols, Pussy."

Tina was across the room, applying lipstick in the mirror; her hair perfect as she put the finishing touches to her makeup. She looked up in the mirror and smiled at me. "Yes, James. She was concerned about the size of the training tool Kitty sent us. She didn't believe it was one size fits all."

"So you gave her a hand, did you?"

"And a tongue...I feel a little like a cannibal. Being named Pussy, you wouldn't think I'd be eating one, would you," she said with a wink.

"You're kidding!" I said with a grin.

"Nope. Sorry you missed it."

"Me too. How did that happen?"

"We'll talk about that some other time, James. We need to get going, don't we?"

Tina was being practical. We really did need to go if we were going to make the movie. I walked out into the foyer and grabbed my holster, putting it over my shirt. I got out the sport jacket that I had intended to wear to the interview the next day. I trusted that with everything else she'd done, Ann had gotten me a suit that fit. If Tina's dress was any indication, I was going to look like a million dollars. I never even opened the suit bag. I had so much confidence in Ann at that point that I knew I'd be fine. Putting on the coat, I looked in the mirror. I was casual Bond, as you've seen him many times.

"Don't you need to be getting back to the front desk?" I said to Tammy as I pulled at the cuff of my jacket. She was still lounging on the bed, and had picked up the dildo, staring at it longingly as she played with the tip between her fingers.

"Well, I'm off the clock...but that's not the point now? Besides, I'm telling you, Johnny is going to make this an issue, and he could put my job in jeopardy. I might as well stay here and play with this," she said, holding up her new toy. She looked it again and smiled, "And I have to tell you, a girl could get used to something like this."

I held out my hand and helped Tammy to her feet. Pulling her to me, I slipped my left hand between her legs, quickly inserting a finger inside her soft, wet cunt. Tammy squealed, and went limp. I held her tight to me, my right arm in the small of her back as she leaned backwards onto it. I slowly stroked her pussy, pumping my finger inside. Tammy's eyes closed, and she dropped the rubber cock from her fingers, letting it fall back onto the mattress as her back arched further. She became wetter by the second, and let out a soft moan.

I moved my wrist, cocking it so that my finger dove deeper into her slit. Adding a second finger, I began pumping furiously, dragging my thumb across her protruding clit as I jammed deeper and deeper inside Tammy's cunt. Just as she was about to pop, a flash went off. I turned to see that Tina had gotten the Polaroid out that Ann had sent us, and she was taking pictures.

Responding to the whir of the camera, Tammy exploded. "Oh...please...YES!" she screamed, coating my hand as she came. It wasn't a huge orgasm, likely because she'd just had a half dozen or so at the hands of Tina...and apparently her tongue as well.

Slowing, I finally pulled my fingers from Tammy's dripping snatch, bringing them to my mouth. Tina continued to photograph...or 'document the mission' as she put it, while Tammy came back to earth.

"That was wonderful...James," Tammy said as she smiled up at me. I was still cradling her in my arms, but I slowly lifted her up, more towards vertical.

"Okay Tammy, hopefully that cleared you head a little so you can focus on our mission. Pussy and I need to be able to count on you. You're not going to get fired, and you are not going to get punished. You're going to take care of the problem, like any good Agent would. I know you're new at this, but you're smart, you've been well trained, and you're beautiful. Use your skills, and find a way out of this."

Regaining her balance, Tammy batted her big brown eyes at me and said, "Find a way out? How am I supposed to do that?"

"Agent Nichols...think. What's the end game?"

"End game? What do you mean?"

"What's the ultimate goal you're trying to achieve?"

"Not to get fired."

"You really think you're going to get fired? You just said you're off the clock."

"Okay...I don't want Johnny going to management and telling them this."

"I get that. But specifically, what do you need to do?"

"I...need to get him to keep quiet."

"Right. So how does an agent keep someone quiet?"

"Kill them," Tina said quickly.

I laughed and said, "Well, that's one option. The other would be to get them to see things their way; get them to be on their side."

"Turn them!" Tina said, answering again for Tammy, who was still batting her eyes, thinking about the fact that I'd just fingered her.

I nodded, and Tammy said, "How...how exactly...would I do that?"

Before I could say anything, Tina said, "Blowjob...we've already been over this."

I nodded and replied affirmatively. "Pussy's right. Blowjob"

"Seriously...are you kidding me?" Tammy snapped.

"No...you're a CIA Agent, aren't you?"

"Yes," Tammy said as her posture suddenly snapped straight like she was at attention. She was still willing to play her part in the odd little play Ann had set up.

"Well, you have to do whatever you have to do in order to ensure the mission is a success. Pussy, how many times have you eaten a woman?"

"Just once, James. But a girl could get used to it," she said as she winked at Tammy. Tammy blushed in response to Tina licking her lips.

"Oh...fuck," Tammy said as she looked at Tina, who was standing there holding the tickets, her arms crossed, lifting her ample chest upward, forcing the limits of the material of her tight dress as it stretched to contain them.

Tina was tapping her foot like she was counting the seconds pass by. "James, we need to go. I'm sure we not supposed to be late for the training session."

"You're right, Pussy," I said as I spun around. I offered Tina my arm, and she placed her hand inside my elbow. Walking her toward the door, her heels clicked on the hardwood, echoing off the walls of the spacious living room. Looking over my shoulder through the open doors, Tina stood in place by the bed. "Are you coming?" I asked, as I watched Tammy start to unbutton her blouse.

Tammy smiled and hopped back on the bed, her bra in view as the front of her blouse fell open. She snatched the new dildo off the comforter, and spread her legs wide for us. "I will be in just a minute. You two go ahead...I'll let myself out."

We could hear Tammy moaning before we made it to door of the suite.

"Do you think she'll blow him?" Tina asked, referring to Johnny.

As I closed the door, cutting off the sounds of Tina heading towards another orgasm, I smiled. "That depends if she can find a way to get out of the bedroom. But if she does, I think that's the least she'll do him. She might just fuck him to death."

Tina laughed and said, "Well...that'll keep him quiet!"