A Spy Is Seduced By A Honeytrap

Armstrong had the highest clearance level at his disposal, his head was filled with every nugget of information you could ever need and once he retires in a few years, all of that information will leave with him. He is a great spy, the best even but one evening he makes a rookie mistake and one that will be a lesson for all future candidates to learn from.

Sitting at the bar at the hotel bar somewhere in Eastern Europe, Armstrong is sipping on a sharp, dark liquid, the type that takes your breath away. His job is finished for the day, he is heading home in the morning with all of the information that he needed and in all honestly, he is glad to be getting away, this particular mission has been tough on him and he is ready to see his family. Age was doing things to him he hadn’t ever considered before but he kind of liked it.

On the other side of the bar was a woman, tall, drop-dead gorgeous, and utterly mesmerizing. She was delicate in her movements yet her demeanor told him something fierce was going on behind them pretty eyes. There were a lot of beautiful women in this city but he couldn’t take his eyes off of her, she was a server, elegant and graceful as she maneuvered and served her customers and he could have sworn she kept looking at him. He brushed it off, why would a woman like that, even grace him with a look?

His drink was re-poured again and again and each time she would smile at him, making his knees weak as he took in her beauty. Her perfume wafted past him, vanilla and musk, an elite combination he thought to himself, unforgettable some experts would say.

As the night went on he stayed there, watching and observing those around him and watching them all trickle out into the freezing night air, and finally, to his surprise, she leaned on her elbows across the bar and began talking to him. He should have known that no woman like her would want him but he was tired and he had lost his inhibitions.

His wife always complained how long he had to always go away and although moments before he had been ready to go home, once he began talking to her, he could have stayed for another week at least. Her name was Iana, she was born and bred in the city they were in and she had a natural charm and wit about her that should have rang alarm bells for Armstrong because she was a honey trap and he just couldn’t see it. Blinded by her beauty and her elegance, he was seduced by Iana and he still can’t say he entirely regrets it.

As the night went on, they got closer and closer, and finally, after she had locked the doors, they were all over one another, kissing and groping, heaving breathing as they undressed. Armstrong didn’t think of his wife as he sucked on Iana’s petite breasts, her nipples swelling and hardening under his tongue, he didn’t think of his wife as his tongue probed her tight cunt and he didn’t think of his wife as his cock entered her from behind, his hands on her back, her body across the bar. He slammed his cock inside of her, her cunt swallowed him in, tightening around his shaft and head, making it so hard for him not to just want to fill her perfect body with his seed, perhaps even leave her with an American growing inside of her. He was a twisted son of a bitch he thought to himself.

He fucked Iana hard, he knew he shouldn’t be doing this but she was irresistible and he was making her moan loudly as her cunt dribbled with her own cum and wetness before pulling out and coating her back with his seed. He hadn’t wanted to pull out but he knew the importance of keeping things as clean and tidy as possible.

He was unsteady on his feet as the freezing night air hit him and when he turned and saw Iana locking the door behind him he knew instantly at that moment that was an informant but what she didn’t know was that he knew all along, his suspicions had been right after all and all of the information he had handed over had been a lie. You didn’t get this far without spotting someone like her from a mile off but he had his fun and she would learn from this, his rookie mistake was fucking her but he didn’t care, she had to be cleverer than that to trick someone like him.

I'm Tamsin (also known as Tammy), I'm the writer of all of these erotic stories. I write what turns me on and it used to be just for my personal use, but I decided to release it publically. I hope you enjoy and if you do remember to leave a comment and if you want more become a private member. If you want to know more about me, this is my personal page.

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