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My name is Joe and I am 50 years old, 5' 11" with short graying black hair, in somewhat decent shape, have hazel eyes and speak sarcasm fluently. I have been writing and posting stories here on ES for 22 plus years, have three books published by and for sale on Amazon, and have received numerous awards. Those are actual facts, and a possible factor why today was unlike any day before it. It was a normal day in a normal town with normal people at my normal job. I was standing at the customer service counter of the grocery store that I manage and wondering how it is that the store got bought and sold three times in two years. Two well dressed people, a man and a woman, both wearing sunglasses inside the store, came up to the desk and asked for me by name. I grinned because I had a nametag on and the pictures on the wall behind me showing all store managers were yet another clue. The man was around mid 30's, easily 6' 1" and looked like 240 pounds of muscle stuffed into a 150 pound suit. I was worried he might Hulk out and chokeslam me. The woman was maybe in her early 30's, about 6' with long black hair back in a tight ponytail, and her suit tried to disguise her fit shape, but didn't.
By nature I'm shy, anxious and nervous. One of the reasons my writing is so romantic and popular is from a keyboard I can create romantic conversations and think of passionate things to say. In real life I tend to strike out before the pitcher has even thrown the ball. So even though I had a nametag on and was standing in front of a picture of myself identifying me as the Customer Service Manager, I said "Sorry, I think he quit. Can you describe him? The man frowned then asked "If you think he quit, what would be the point of us describing him?" The woman was smiling at me, then she cleared her throat, got serious, and asked "Could we speak to you in private?" I made jokes about everyone cheating on their taxes, I didn't think anyone would notice that money was missing, that she swore she wasn't married, and the woman kept smiling while the guy huffed, growled and groaned. We stopped outside the manager's office, the man opened the door, looked inside, then said "All clear". It was like an 8x8 or maybe 10x10 broom closet converted into a manager's office. All clear? With the desk, two chairs, the shelf holding the DVR and monitor and some binders, it was beyond crowded. All clear? Really? Really? Where was the MIZ when I needed him?
With the large man, the fit, athletic woman, and average at best me all in the tiny office, it was snug when the man insisted on closing the door. He leaned against the door and the woman and I sat where she said "My name is Ashley, this is Robert, and we're from DHS. We're here to start pre-clearance for full clearance where we would..." I laughed "Did Scott put you up to this?" Ashley said "I don't know who Scott is". I said "Look, Ashley? It's Ashley right?" She took off her sunglasses finally, exhaled as she set them on the desk, and said "Yes". I said "Look, I appreciate the effort. I mean the WWE is probably wondering where Robert is and there have to be at least three magazines and four social media platforms that miss your hotness, so why don't we skip the whole... "Ashley interrupted, "My hotness?" I said "Absolutely. Even in that suit I can see you're at least an 11 on the 10 scale and probably closer to 13, and as for Robert, I mean, shouldn't he be the Undisputed Champion by now?"
Ashley said "I'm not worried about Robert, tell me more about my hotness". I smiled and said "There should be firetrucks following you wherever you go. Are your clothes flame resistant? Do you sleep in a refrigerator?" Ashley said "The first two were good, the last one, not so much". Robert held a phone over my shoulder and said "Just so you know". It was a picture of Ashley in a bright pink bikini holding a volleyball and she asked "Why do you do that?" He said "Because I can" and Ashley said "I pose for one picture and the whole world loses its mind". I asked Robert "Can you send that to me?" Then I laughed "So did Scott put you up to this?" Ashley said "I seriously don't even know a Scott. We're here to clear you so that you can be briefed but if you would rather make jokes and flirt with me, I'll just say thank you and we'll get going". Ten minutes later, with the hot bikini picture of Ashley on my phone, I was on vacation with full pay and on the way to a local hotel. I have no idea how they finagled my vacation since I had been fighting with HR for three months and been constantly denied.
While I was still very skeptical about the whole very vague situation, the way we whisked straight through the lobby and up to the 7th floor was interesting. More so when they carded me into a room and my suitcase, laptop and favorite pair of New Balance sneakers were sitting there. Okay then. Robert checked the room, said "All clear", then narrowed his eyes at Ashley and asked "Are you coming?" She said "I'm in no rush. I'll see you in the morning". Robert huffed "Whatever. I don't even like wrestling" then left by slamming the door behind him.
Ashley said "If you don't mind, rather than eat alone, I thought we could order room service and talk some more about my hotness". I asked "Any chance you could give me a hint as to what this is all about?" Ashley sighed "No, because you wouldn't believe me and then we would waste a couple of hours discussing it and I'd rather pretend to let you seduce me and get laid". I stared at Ashley who stared back then said "You know that bikini picture of me you keep peeking at? Look at it again, maybe it will help you find your balls". I inhaled but Ashley continued "So either this is doubt because I'm so hot and you're so average or this is disbelief because these kinds of things only happen in your stories".
I froze.
My stories?
Ashley said "The Princess of an allied country is about to start college here in the US and somehow, someway you're her favorite writer. She's read all of your stories, bought your books, and she wants to meet you, talk to you about some of them, and then ask you for dating and relationship advice". I laid down and said "It was hard enough to believe that you wanted to sleep with me. Now my mind is literally fried, blown, done". Ashley said "I'm on the pre-clearance team but since you went out of your way to hit on me, I'm thinking about requesting to be on your protection detail. Unless your stories are all bullshit and you have no game. I guess I'll see". I stared at the ceiling and said "You are literally hotter than fuck". Ashley said "I don't know how to take that. How hot is fuck?" I sat up and asked "What are you thinking of for dinner?" I reached for my wallet and Ashley laughed "Put that away handsome, every bit of this is on the Federal dime". I grinned and said "Let's order, tell them not to hurry, and discuss your hotness". Ashley smiled then said "Just to be clear, we can definitely discuss it, but I don't give it away, you still have to put the work in".
I smiled "I look forward to long hours, nights and weekends and plenty of overtime". Ashley smiled back "Now we're getting somewhere". We ordered and then I asked "Uh, where's your stuff?" Ashley shook her head "You were doing so well too. It's in my room you ass. I didn't plan on you hitting on me full speed and if I decide to sleep with you, I will go get it. Geez". I said "In reality I'm shy and introverted. I hit on you because I thought all of this was a joke or some kind of prank". Ashley blinked, seemed offended, and I said "No, I didn't say I'm not interested, and I do think you're hotter than fire, I just normally wouldn't have had the balls to even say hello to someone as gorgeous as you". Ashley stared at me, she was breathing deep and slow, then she said "I'll be right back. Do not open the door for anyone, including the food".
Was it something I said?
I turned on the TV but didn't find anything I liked. I normally stream everything, so I just put it on HGTV and turned the volume off. I started playing EPIC SEVEN on my phone then looked through my stuff someone had packed but didn't see my tablet. The door opened and Ashley came in with a garment bag, a rolling suitcase, and a laptop bag. She smiled at me and said "I guess you have your answer". I sighed but nothing prepared me for when she had everything set down and unbuttoned her blazer. Fucking A. She had a gun and extra mags and handcuffs, pepper spray and a collapsible baton. Wow. I was staring and she blinked then asked "Wait, you still didn't think I was an Agent?" I asked "You should be a model. A supermodel. How did you decide to do this?" Ashley sighed "Maybe later, it's a boring story. Better question, why do you pour on the compliments?" I shrugged and Ashley said "You already have my attention. May I suggest you chill with the ‘I'm not good enough' and the ‘she's out of my league' thoughts and just enjoy our time together? As it is, just by sleeping with you I'll have at least four reports I'll have to submit".
I just stared at her. 4 reports?
Ashley boldly undressed in front of me, probably a test of my composure or respect. Her body was flawless, there's a word I haven't used in any story, and I just admired her perfection. She was fit and athletic, cut and toned, and her lacy black bra fit perfectly while doing the job it was meant for. By the time Ashley had undressed to her bra and panties, hung up her suit, and selected shorts and a t-shirt, I was rock hard and having trouble breathing or thinking. She was living, breathing perfection, hotter than any woman I had ever been with and hotter than all of the ones I made up in my stories. I was feeling dizzy when Ashley stood before me in just her lingerie and said "Your willpower, composure and self control are all impressive. Would you rather just be friends or might there be a kiss in the near future?" I stood up shaky and nervous, held Ashley's trim hips, and kissed her warmly. She pulled us together and the kiss became warm, passionate, until she eased back enough to grin "You are seriously hard. How are you not all over me?"
I swallowed and then Ashley stared into my eyes, I literally read her mind, a puff of smoke came out of my mouth, and then Ashley whispered "Fuck me" into my ear. Clearly she had read my stories based on her comments earlier and she knew my trigger. I slid my hands all over her perfect body as she worked at my zipper with hers. We both ignored the first knock on the door and even the second until the third came with "ROOM SERVICE". Ashley had me undone and unzipped, I had a bra strap down and one cup off a breast. She exhaled "To be continued" and put her boob away, ignored the fallen strap, peeked through the peephole, then stood behind the door and said to me "Better if you grab the food". I did and the man said "Thanks for the tip, enjoy your stay" and Ashley practically slammed the door. I stared at the tray and she asked "What are the chances we could eat first rather than have it be cold when we get to it?" I smiled and said "I could eat".
I was setting the food up on the small table when Ashley said "I'm putting my shirt on to respect you, no other reason" and I sighed. Was this really happening? A Princess? Really? Really? Again, where was the MIZ when I needed him? We were eating, I was still hard and trying to ignore it, and Ashley said out of nowhere "Just so you know, I didn't even know Canada had Royalty". I choked on my steak, drank almost half my Pepsi, then gasped "Canada?" Ashley shrugged then asked "Can you maybe try not to overthink everything in the briefing tomorrow?" I was sitting there picking at my food when I asked "Why is there a pre-clearance for a clearance?" Ashley said "Red tape I guess. The fact that Robert and I brought you here and went to our rooms means we decided to pass you onto the actual clearance". I grinned "You went to your room huh?" Ashley blushed then smiled "Technically I did. It's not a lie". My appetite came back and we were talking about each other when I laughed "This is my first date in a while, but it seems to be going really well". Ashley stared at me, I kept eating, she stared at me, I drank some soda, she stared at me, I asked "Are you okay" and she STILL stared at me.
Finally she asked quietly "This is a date?" I tried to talk but no words came out and then Ashley laughed "Sorry. I'm really sorry. I couldn't help it, I just wanted to see what it felt like to be one of your characters". I huffed "Rude" but Ashley asked "Would it change your mood if I remind you all I have on is this t-shirt?" I huffed "And your lingerie" but Ashley shook her head, stood, and held up her bra and panties that had been on the corner of the bed. Wow. I asked shakily, "When... uh... when did you take them off?" Ashley smiled seductively and purred "I can't remember. Did I even have them on?" I pushed my plate back, drank some Pepsi, then stood and asked "Can I show you something?" With a naughty smile Ashley said "You can, but me first". As if channeling John Cena, in one motion she stripped her shirt up and off, twirled it, and tossed it at me. Holy fuck her body was perfect. Not the writer's choice ‘created' perfect, but actually, truly flawless, amazing, completely perfect.
Her nipples were stiff and erect, her pussy lips glistened and I was as hard as I had ever been. Ashley purred "I do like my hair pulled and you can cum in me". The rest was a blur as I fucked literally the hottest female in my life. It felt like pure Heaven as I slid into her tight pussy, and she was really wet and very hot. I slid fast, deep and hard, stroking to make sure she knew I was there. Ashley rocked her hips, moved her hands along my sides, and kissed me as I thrust into her like there was no tomorrow. We were getting into it when she panted "I'll sleep with you all through the process on two conditions". I gasped "Name them" and Ashley moaned, her pussy clenched around my cock, then she panted "You can never for any reason touch my firearm. I need you to promise and mean it". I did and Ashley moaned "Oh God I'm close" and then she gripped me as she shook through an intense climax yet didn't make a sound.
Wow, now that's some serious control.
I was stroking deep, fast and hard and truthfully it had been months since I had been with anyone so I was pent up. I was getting closer when Ashley said "The other condition is we have to be discreet or they will transfer me and I will not be able to see you until all of this is over". I was really close but Ashley added "Also, you have to request that I be assigned to you. This is really important to State so you can get almost anything you ask for". I gasped "I will. I want you. I want you to be my... oh my fucking God..." and I exploded deep inside Ashley with a blinding, numbing eruption that tingled everywhere. It felt like I came for five minutes and I pumped into Ashley until I literally had nothing left. She held me, rubbed my back, and kissed my face while I tried to collect my thoughts.
Did anyone else smell burnt toast?
Ashley was very affectionate and she said my name and asked "Joe? What were you trying to ask me? Right before you finished it felt like you were asking me something". I blushed, thought of how my writing style gets ridiculed for being too romantic, and sighed "I just... it's ok, nevermind". Ashley said "I think maybe you should ask". I exhaled then asked "I was wondering if this means we're dating?" Ashley sighed "Oh... I thought that you were asking something else". I dug deep and asked "Ashley, are we going out? Will you date me?" Ashley purred "Yes" and she kissed me furiously. Wow, so that's what it feels like. I describe the moment in detail in many, many stories, but now it was actually happening. Huh. We were really kissing when Ashley started moving her hips and asked "More?" In reality I'm 50 and can't fuck all day, but when a smoking hot Federal Agent wants seconds, you do your part.
A little while later we took a shower together and she said "I mean, for 50 you're not bad". I laughed "Wow, way to undersell it". Ashley said "I'm sorry. Did I not just throw myself at you, practically beg you to fuck me, and then agree to put my job in danger to date you, someone 20 years older than me?" I blinked then asked "Who's writing this, you or me?" Ashley's eyes flared, then she practically growled "If a single word of any of this sees print, they will not find your body".
That's me grinning over there, just in case you weren't sure.
After the shower I was about to put on underwear when Ashley slid onto the bed still naked and asked "What should we watch?" I inhaled, started getting hard, then asked "So you're going to stay naked?" Ashley purred "Uh yeah" then smiled seductively "You're smart, funny, good looking, pretty good in bed and a gifted writer. I know for a fact that most of your fantasies bleed through your stories, and me chilling naked is at the top of that list". I sighed "Perfection really does exist" but Ashley said "Nope" and shook her head. I grinned "Hotter than fire?" Ashley narrowed her eyes and said "I can get dressed. My clothes are just over there". I thought then said "Absolutely flawless" and Ashley smiled, blushed, then said "Come snuggle with me". I glared at her but she said "No, I really do want to. I have to dress like a stiff all day. Come treat me like a girl".
Incidentally we did it two more times, took another shower, and fell asleep naked. This morning God blessed me with Ashley still in my bed, still naked, and bonus, she's extra horny in the morning. The day was long and boring with two different meetings and Robert growling several times "I don't even like wrestling". I requested Ashley be my personal security and the Agent in charge stared at us, shook her head, then made us sign a relationship disclosure form. Ashley sighed "That went better that I hoped". When they asked me if I needed anything I asked if I could have my tablet from home but they said no. Instead, when Ashley and I went to the room for dinner, there was a brand new tablet plus a box of condoms. Ashley picked the condoms up, said "Well, we won't be needing these" then dropped them in the trash.
Uhm okay then.
We were eating dinner when Ashley huffed a couple of times and then she slammed her fork and asked "Are you mad at me?" I shook my head then said "Whatever I did I'm really sorry". She blinked "You are?" I nodded and then she huffed "Fine, Good, Okay, well, why are you ignoring me? You haven't paid attention to me at all today".
DID NOT SEE THAT COMING.
I said "You told me to be discreet" and she sighed "Well that was before they figured things out and made us sign the forms. You don't realize that this is so important to State that you could ask to go to the Moon and they would arrange it". I laughed but Ashley asked "Name something absolutely ridiculous you want to do but never actually expect to be able to do". I laughed "Sleep with Jenny McCarthy". Ashley narrowed her eyes and said "Nice try. What else?" I said "Well, I want an Xbox X and $500 Microsoft Money to buy games". Ashley blinked "That's it? That's what you want as proof?" I shrugged "What if I just believe you and be happy to be with you". Ashley sighed "That was sweet, but how can I prove my point?" I asked "Maybe wake up beside me every day and keep having sex with me?" Ashley purred "Well that I can do as long as you promise not to sleep with the Princess". I laughed "Like that will happen?" but Ashley sighed, pouted, then muttered "You haven't seen her yet, have you?" I asked "What? No, but why would that matter?" Ashley sighed "This is gonna hurt" and I asked "What?" but she sighed "Nothing" then started scrolling her phone while I continued to eat.
There was no way to prepare for what she showed me. It was as if every single fantasy, every dream, every imagination I've ever had all combined into one person and she was simply beautiful. Breathtakingly beautiful with long wavy and curly blonde hair, maybe 5' 7" and petite, cute and from what pictures that showed clothes that fit her, she was in excellent shape, She sure did wear a lot of long, flowing Princess gowns though. Was Disney behind all of this? I panted "What's her name?" Ashley said "If you don't gather yourself, put your tongue back in your mouth and remember that five minutes ago I was the hottest woman in your life, I will take my shit and go back to my room. You're being rude". I gasped "Babe, all I did was react to pictures you showed me. She's beautiful". Ashley growled "Do not call me babe. You use that way too much and every single character you write cheats, They all cheat so why would I even think you wouldn't walk past me to fuck her?"
I got up from the table and said "In all my years and all of my stories, I have never made up anything this wacky, this outrageous and this detailed. A Princess? Really? Even I'm not that good a writer". Ashley said "Not convinced. There's still drool on your face". I huffed "Is there a point to all of this?" Ashley said "I just don't know why I can't be enough. Why do you have to fuck the Princess?" I laughed and Ashley gave me a scary, dangerous look but I said "You need to stop right now". Ashley stood and said "Why don't you make me". I moved closer, took a life or death gamble, slid my fingers into her hair, got two good handfuls, said a quick prayer, then pulled until Ashley moaned "FUCK ME RIGHT NOW". This wasn't like my stories. I tore at my pants and pulled them and my underwear to my knees, Ashley undid her pants, pushed them and her panties down, and we fucked. No stripping or making out, we fucked and it was hot. I pounded her, drove her, drilled her and nailed her. I also stroked deep and fast, thrust hard and pumped her until she had a loud orgasm, the first one she didn't stifle. We went at it like frantic lovers until my cock throbbed, I saw cotton candy clouds, and then I came deep inside Ashley's fit body.
We were laying there tangled and breathing heavily when Ashley whined "I really don't want you to sleep with her, but then I got myself so riled up and didn't think you were gonna take the bait". Wow. I gasped "You wanted angry sex?" Ashley sighed "I never get to let loose". I whispered in her ear "I want to fuck you all day long". Ashley purred "You can. We have busy days tomorrow and Friday, but this weekend is just you and me. Then Monday you meet Ariana". I held Ashley then asked "Can we get undressed and make out?" Ashley didn't answer, she just eased me out, we cleaned up, took a quick shower, then got back onto bed naked and made out.
Ariana? Canada has a Princess? Ariana? Wow.
We had been making out for about an hour. I had tasted her sweet pussy, she gave me a mind blowing blowjob, and we were screwing again when there was a knock on the door. Ashley stared up at me with a scary look and I slowed, then stopped fucking her. Her body was tense, her eyes laser focused, and she said "We're not expecting anyone". You have NOT seen hot until a hot as fuck 30 year old supermodel Federal Agent pulls her gun and stands naked while I go to the door. It was a hotel clerk and I waved at Ashley who still had her gun as she crowded next to me and asked "Yes? Who is it?" He said "Front desk ma'am. This package was dropped off for your room. Should I just leave it out here?" She said "You should. Thank you". After a moment, she put her gun away, slipped on my t-shirt, then opened the door and dragged a large Gamestop bag into the room. She said "Well that was quick" but I was still hard and pulled at the shirt she had borrowed. Ashley purred "Mmmm... I guess you really do like me, because that's your Xbox X".
Mind. Blown.
We did finish fucking, cleaned up, then both of us naked set up and played Xbox. I decided to cheat though and touched Ashley's nipples, teased them, rubbed her soft, pink lips, and kissed her neck. She did her best to focus but when I moaned "I'm so hard" in her ear, she literally grabbed my neck with both hands and breathed "FUCK ME RIGHT NOW".
The next day was a lot of explanation of Canadian customs and rules and traditions. We went back to the room for lunch but Ashley was super horny and fucked me breathless, we took a shower, then wolfed down sandwiches. That night we actually went to a restaurant and I was on edge with excitement because she really is an 11 or 12 on the 10 scale. The best part was when two of my buddies came over to the table and asked who my friend was. Ashley said "Well, we are friends, but I'm Ashley, his girlfriend". Robbie laughed then asked "What did you bribe her with? Is this one of your employees?" Danny was grinning "She is hot, what's she doing with you?" Ashley stood, purposely opened her blazer to let her gun and equipment show, then cuddled up to me and we kissed until I was hard and my socks were smoldering.
Danny and Robbie gasped "Later" and hurried off but Ashley said "Well, let's get this to go because now I'm horny". I grinned and she asked "Oh you like that?" That evening we had to shut my phone off because Danny and Robbie wasted no time telling everyone about the hot cop I was sleeping with. Right before we went to sleep after great sex and a nice evening together, Ashley warned me "I'm starting to get feelings, so just bear with me if I'm bitchy". The next morning we had great sex, took a shower and then meetings all day. It was Friday and leave it to them to have a strange meeting just before we called it a day... and a weekend. Apparently, none of this was a joke because they had a whole Powerpoint slideshow thing with dozens of my stories and wanted to discuss several of them in detail. It was beyond strange, but then Ashley, another female agent, two men and Robert were all asking questions about open-ended stories I hadn't finished.
Talk about fucking surreal.
Right before we called it a day... and weekend... they explained to me that the Princess was shy, reserved, quiet and very polite. I was confused until Ashley said "Well, the thing is..." she exhaled then asked "You remember when I got upset that you might sleep with her?" I laughed then frowned because that stuff only happens in my stories and why, why, why would I screw up the perfect thing I have with Ashley? Robert said "First, I really don't like wrestling and second, she has requested all meetings with you be private, secluded and confidential". I inhaled then said "But you said she's shy and reserved" and Ashley said "Exactly. How many of your stories involve a young, innocent blonde? Usually a virgin, always innocent, always eager to learn, but unsure how?" I swallowed "But all of those are stories" and Kate, the other female, blurted "Not to her".
... to be continued
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