“Yes,” answered Anna, “and what should I change into?”

It seemed to me that a shadow of regret slipped across her face. Did she want to continue the kiss?

“I have a sister's robe, she lives in another city, but sometimes she comes to visit,” I lied.

Bathrobe, in fact, remained from my ex, but the girl did not need to know. Some other ladies' things also survived, but Sveta was taller and larger than the slim and frail Anechka.

The sandals were finally taken off, Anna’s pretty little legs were shod in slippers. Loaded with a bathrobe and bath clothes, supposedly belonging to her sister, she disappeared behind the doors of the bathroom.

In the meantime, I was busy filling the kitchen table with various dishes. A bottle of brandy, lemon liqueur, raspberry jam, biscuits and pickles appeared on the table.

Less than half an hour, as Anna swam out of the bath. The robe was obviously too big for her graceful, miniature body, he did not hide the fact that men love to look into. Catching my eyes, Anya tried to smell herself more tightly, embarrassed, lowered her eyes.

I offered her a little drink on the pretext of preventing colds. Alcohol unleashed our tongues, and soon we chatted nicely, talking about nothing. Dinner was coming to an end, there was a dilemma in front of me: to be a decent host, call a taxi for a guest, and stay with my nose without experiencing the charms of a love adventure, or take a logical continuation. But I forgot the main thing: Anya threw her wet clothes into the washer and turned it on. They did not have time to dry before morning. Besides, I did not have an iron ...

ANNA

Oh, how I did not want to break his kiss! But ... I was grateful that he did not take advantage of my impulse. Although - I felt it clearly - he wanted me. And I ... Yes, I am his too. And not because I needed to forget. It was just my only chance to stay here. Yes, I had a desire for a sweet stranger with dark eyes the color of prunes. Sitting in the bath, I was warming up and came to my senses, after everything that happened to me today. I was no longer scared.

And when he fed me so cordially and simply, as if we were old friends, I felt free. Drunk wine completely blew my bad mood. I did not want to leave. And where could I go without clothes that spun in a typewriter? And then, I remembered that I should reach my goal by all means. I did not even remotely suspect that they would bite me.

Sighing, I sipped a sip of liqueur and licked my lips. Lemon tea, lemon liqueur ... I suddenly thought that his kiss also gave me the flavor of this citrus fruit. How do you want to feel it again! My eyes closed. But I would not have vowed that the reason was the desire to sleep. No, I wanted another. Frankly, I did not recognize myself. My craving for a stranger seemed like an obsession. But I really wanted to feel his hands on his shoulders and the taste of his liqueur kiss. And I was not ashamed of my desire.

***

YURI

“Anna, I must confess,” I began the difficult conversation, “I am a spy working on a mission.” I also know that you are a spy too. I read your dossier earlier, we were on the same case in one not very friendly country.

Hearing the word “spy”, Anna slightly perturbed, probably “agent” or “scout”, she was more impressed by making a note for herself and continued:

- This apartment is an observation point. It became known to my and your owners that in the next house, in the apartment opposite, there would be a transfer of some military development to the buyer named Jeanne. This is certainly not a real name.

- And your present? - becoming serious and shaking off a nap, asked Anna.

“The real one,” I grinned, “just like yours?”

- What do you mean? - her face depicted a genuine surprise.

- Anna, do not play up, I know that you work on the Ka-14, I repeat, I thoroughly studied your file. It says that you are different in different ways, often you put your own personal interests above the task. Continue?

- Do not - she twisted her lips in a grin. “Let my name be real for you.” I was sent to watch the “seller”. His nickname is Uncle Vasya. The object rents an apartment on the floor below. Frankness for frankness. Who do you work for?

“Zed-17,” I did not lie. - It is Uncle Vasya who has to give Janna a microchip containing secret information, and she will pay it off. But what this chip is of, and what is on it, neither yours, nor ours do not know.

- This is accurate information? It seemed to me that the transfer should happen the day after tomorrow. Your apartment is perfectly suited for monitoring Uncle Vasya. All my equipment is left at the station in the storage room. But time seems to be no?

“No,” I confirmed, “but I have enough equipment.” Your dossier says that you are a great sniper, and besides, you are well trained for all sorts of field activities - with these words I pulled a violin case out of the closet with a sniper rifle.

- I did not read yours. Tell a little about yourself?

- I filled up twelve tasks, - admitted with a grin. - This is probably the last. I have a suspicion that from above they do not believe in the mythical chip and, they sent the unlucky agents — you and me. I propose to work together. Copy information from the chip and transfer both yours and ours. What do you say?

- Good! I agree. Only I do not consider myself a loser, - the girl smiled.

- How are you confused the number of the proposed transaction? - I asked.

Without waiting for an answer, he took up the rest of the preparations.

***

YURI

I myself used electronic binoculars, through which it was visible even in the dark. Having installed a directional microphone, one earphone was inserted into his ear, the other was handed to Anna. We stood dangerously close to each other. The smell of a clean female body did not let me concentrate. Anna clung to the eyepiece of the rifle and watched the lower windows, without looking up, I looked out the window opposite. Gently hugging the girl on the shoulder, pulled her to him. She was distracted from observation for a moment, and our lips met like in the corridor then. At this time, the lights in the windows of the lower floor went out. We regretfully separated from each other and continued to observe. In the apartment of Zhanna the bell rang. Soon she appeared, led by the hand of Uncle Vasya.

- Do you have pipes flowing? - with a strong accent he asked

“Make me a badge,” Jeanne said with an even greater accent and smiled.

I do not know what she meant by this, but the man standing opposite began to undress her. She did not resist, but rather gladly helped him. Seeing such revelations, I felt very excited.

“Look,” I said to Anna, inserting a second earphone into her ear.

“He is almost sectioning her and paws on her chest,” my dear scout commented with surprise.

Putting the binoculars on the windowsill, I stood behind her. Unfastening his dressing gown, he thrust his hands briskly to her chest. I have long wanted this. Still in the hallway. But then I had to think about the situation. Now that we both know that we are sharing the same work in half, why not seize the moment? In addition, her comments were like a guide to my actions.

“And now they are kissing,” Anechka’s voice became hoarse.

This was not available to us. Therefore, I stroked her hair and kissed her neck and shoulders freed from her robe. Anna was distracted exactly for a second to throw off the robe at all. Then she did something with the tripod arms, lowering it. The observer herself now stood not straight, but strongly bent forward, as if suggesting to me to continue my bold actions.

I immediately began to explore her flexible back with sensual kisses, at the same time gently ... Read more →