I had almost missed my flight. I was the last person to board the aircraft, with several of the other passengers giving me looks of annoyance as I moved past them through the first class cabin to my window seat in the last row of the business class cabin. I was being sent to Bolivia for a secretive assignment as a part of my role as an agent for the Australian Covert Defence Agency (CDA). My task was to investigate TMI, a...

This story continues on from the previous chapter, “CDA: The Blonde”, recounting the erotic adventures of an Australian defence agent.There she was, standing in the doorway of my bedroom, the moonlight reflecting off her bare golden skin. It had been Sarah who had been watching me the night before. “What are you doing here?” “Something that I should have done a long time ago.” I was speechless. I wanted to ask her how she...

This story continues on from the previous chapter, “CDA: The Brunette”, recounting the erotic adventures of an Australian defence agent. It was well after eight in the evening when I arrived home from the ‘office’. It had been a long and stressful day, no thanks to Sarah; however, there had been a pleasant surprise on the way home. After attending the debriefing for the previous night’s assignment, regarding the German de...

I was running late. I always run late. It isn’t that I am lazy, I just always seem to lose track of the time. Or more appropriately, I lose track of how long I have had a women’s legs wrapped around me in the morning. I would rather be late then miss my morning bliss. I work in an office downtown across from the Imax. There’s nothing special about it. The business is the corporate office for a paper manufacturer. Or so it...