1. An American Swallow


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: VirgoGo, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    the same thrill my father must feel whenever he identified a solution to some thorny intelligence problem. “Dimitri couldn’t be easier. Plant someone enticing at the Occidental’s bar, and let him come to her. They chat. They flirt. She gets a little drunk and they stagger back to her place where you have cameras hidden. They get naked. You take some truly nasty pictures.” Edward stared at my breasts as I got increasingly animated. “You now own him because daddy-in-law could send him to a Siberian Gulag. Or worse.” Edward pretended I was telling him things he didn’t already know. “You really should work with us. You’re so smart and you’ve been paying attention.” I nodded enthusiastically. “Well, I should let you get back to your reading.” He pointed knowingly at the Nabokov as he stood up. Edward took a few steps towards the house, then stopped and turned around. “This may sound crazy, but how would you feel about bumping into Dimitri? See how receptive he is to the attention of a beautiful young American?” I snorted. “Yeah, dad would love that.” “You’re right. Bad idea.” He paused for a second. “Of course, your dad doesn’t need to know. I won’t tell if you won’t.” He grinned. “It would only be some harmless flirting, just to see if Dimitri’s a fish who might hit at the right bait.” “Let me think about it.” I paused. “OK, I’ve thought about it. Count me in.” I worried I’d never have another chance like this. “But if we don’t want my parents to know, it must be this weekend. ...
    They’re leaving town.” “That can be arranged. I’ll come back tomorrow with more information about Dimitri and what we’re looking for.” I spent the next days studying Dimitri’s file and formulating what I’d tell him should we meet. I was curious how an operation like this would be carried out, so Edward gave me a tour of the suite where the Agency had installed cameras. I so envied Edward and my father. They got to be immersed in sensitive matters. They got to influence world affairs. On Saturday morning, my parents left for my grandparents’ home in Annapolis, and on Saturday afternoon, Edward arrived to help me prepare. I was wearing only a robe when he knocked on the door. Wanting to seem sophisticated and mission-ready, I ignored my state of undress and brought him up to my pink chintz bedroom. “Which do you think will appeal most to Dimitri – the navy or the gray?” I held up two evening dresses for Edward to consider. “The navy. Without question.” He sat on the edge of the bed while I examined my bureau for the correct girdle and stockings. “Please turn your head so I can dress.” I wanted him near me, but I didn’t want him to see my arousal. My nipples had hardened and I felt sure my pussy was dripping. Edward stood up and turned his head. But as he did, he grabbed hold of my waist. “You don’t need to do this, Jennifer. It might be dangerous. You can back out at any time.” I turned to him, letting my robe fall open. He gasped as I pressed my body against his dark wool suit. ...