Here is a story I've been dabbling in for a while. Needs to be edited and completed but just wanted to share something. I have completed version of this scene but its a little different and was to be used another story. This is the first time anyone has seen this. Enjoy!
Diane Ngo was decked in all black. Her outfit consisted of cropped jacket over a slim fit turtle neck, form fitting jeans tucked into ankle high low heeled boots and tactical gloves. She also carried a matching backpack. Diane kept her compact Sig low at her side as she snuck into the deserted house. She looked around the space closing the door silently behind her. Pulling up the Sig up to eye level she started to clear the rooms, she knew the place was already clear but there was no harm to double check.
The first floor was clear as expected. Diane hugged the wall with her body as she started to move up the stairs to the second floor letting her Sig lead the way. The second floor was smaller than the ground floor and she cleared it minutes later. Moving into one of the rooms on the floor she holstered her Sig into the holster at the small of her back.
Creping to the lone window in the room she peered out from the edge hiding her body. She then unslung her backpack and tied her shoulder length black hair into a ponytail. Kneeling, Diane opened her pack and removed a long lens camera along with a tripod. She then set the camera and the tripod up in front of the window before removing a laptop from the pack. The laptop was then hooked up to the camera via USB cable. Booting up the computer Diane sat crossed legged and out of sight from the window with the computer before her. Working the keyboard, the camera’s image popped up on the laptop’s screen.
Diane tapped the low profile earpiece in her left ear activating it. “Overwatch in position,” she calmly reported.
A couple hours later Diane sat with her back against the far wall of the darken room. She sat with legs stretched out in front of her crossed at the ankles. Her laptop sat a few paces away under the tripod and camera. From where she was sitting she could see the image on the screen perfectly. She yawned and checked her watch before she tapped her earpiece, “Overwatch checking in,” she reported flatly and added, “All is clear.”
Right after she got the acknowledged from her team leader on the other end she thought she heard something in the hallway. She only started to stir when she heard the sound of the dart gun. It was quick, Diane only felt a prick on the side of her neck before everything went black. Unknown to herself, Diane let out a sensual moan before falling over to her side. Dead.
Judy Huynh and Karri Iaquinta walked into the room with Judy tucking the dart pistol away in her jacket. Both women were dark haired like Diane. They were also both dressed in black as well. Judy a curvy fit tall Asian woman with model-like features. She was clad in a wool high hem dress covered by a light jacket with her legs masked in dark pantyhose. She walked in knee high boots with her hands wearing slim gloves. Her partner had a scarf around her neck with a long-sleeve compression shirt covering her top half and leggings tucked in to boots for her lower half. Both women also wore special eye glasses that looked like club shades with green lens held into place by a simple fashionable black frame. The glasses allowed the women to see clearly in the dark as if it was day.
“Nice shot,” Karri nodded towards Diane’s slumped sideways form before turning her attention to the tripod and camera.
“Easy as pie,” Judy replied with a grin as she moved over to Diane’s still form and knelt. Her gloved fingers checked the woman’s pulse. “She’s done,” she then added before she started to search the corpse. Judy ran her hands down Diane’s legs, she pulled a smart phone from one of Diane’s front pockets along with a key ring from another pocket. Getting down to the woman’s ankles Judy uncrosses Diane’s legs and turned her focus to her footwear. She worked each boot off and searched them. They were empty. Judy looking over her shoulder to see that Karri was focused on the laptop. Seeing that her partner paid no attention to her, Judy took a sniff on of one the boots. It was pungent slightly but she enjoyed the dead woman’s scent.
Putting the boots aside, Judy eyed at the plain black socks that covered Diane’s feet. She peeled each sock off and searched them, rendering the dead woman barefooted. The socks yielded nothing to no surprise. She quickly sniffed one of the socks before stuffing it into one of the boots. Diane’s naked feet were plain and fair skinned sporting neatly trimmed toe nails and slightly pink soles. Judy playfully tickled Diane’s sole, getting no reaction from the corpse before playing with her toes.
“Found anything?” Karri asked now turning her attention to her partner. “Laptop is clear, HD has no useful Intel,” she reported. She looked into the backpack, “Looks like there’s a compact sniper rifle that could be of use later,” she added.
Judy handed her the phone and key ring, “That’s about it for now.”
Karri looked over the two items seeing the phone was obviously private and key ring was not useful in any such way, she put the items aside. “Thinking we need to get her naked,” she then suggested with a devious grin.
“I was thinking the same thing…she’s dead as a fucking door nail, she doesn’t need clothes…” Judy replied flashing her own grin.
Both women took hold of a bare ankle and dragged Diana’s limp form from the wall, the dead woman’s arms flaccidly moved over her head with the movement. Diane was soon in the center of the room, barefoot with her hands over her head. Judy started to work on Diane’s jeans as Karri peeled off the tactical gloves from the woman’s nerveless hands. Tossing the gloves aside, Karri played with Diane’s limp fingers and noticed the wedding band on her right ring finger. She yanked it off and eyed it for a moment before tossing it behind her carelessly. Judy unbuckled Diane’s belt and opened the woman’s jeans. She stared to tug the jeans south, Diane’s body wiggled limply in protest.
The jeans were soon removed along with the belt which held the holstered SIG. Diane’s bare fair skinned legs were in full view along with the plain purple cotton panties that covered her privates. Judy removed the weapon before searching the back pockets of the jeans. She found a billfold consisting a few bills and a credit card. There was a driver’s license as well, Judy read it out loud, “Diane Ngo…”
“Global Security Agent Diane Ngo,” Karri added holding up the badge and ID that she had plucked from inside Diane’s jacket.
Diane was limply sat up, her head lolling about with the action. Karri and Judy roughly pulled her jacket from her shoulders tossing it aside before they started to work on the turtleneck. Her arms were jerked upwards as the two women pulled the form fitting shirt from her torso. Once the turtleneck was removed, Diane’s was dropped back to the floor with a thud with naked arms wide. Judy let her eyes wander the dead woman’s nearly naked form as Karri removed the corpse’ wrist watch. Diane had an even skin tone throughout, her chest was covered by a simple black satin bra. Judy noted that the woman’s chest was a bit on the flat side. In her underwear the GSA agent was nothing special Judy thought, not fat, not ripped but fit.
Karri put the watch aside and pulled Diane’s hair free from its ponytail. She then examined the woman’s sleep-like face, turning it from side to side. Diane’s lips were agape showing white teeth behind pink lips. She thumbed opened Diane’s eye lids checking the body’s browns eyes that were slightly rolled back into her head. Diane’s lips were pried open next as Karri peered into her mouth. Karri traced the dead woman’s lips with her gloved finger before she closed the lips, they remained agape.
Judy ran her hands down Diana’s naked thighs before hooking her fingers around the purple panties waistband. With a jerk she pulled the undergarment south. She smiled as the dead woman’s sex came into view. It was covered in a thick mass of dark hair. “Someone needs a lesson in grooming,” she commented as she removed the panties the rest of the way.
Karri shrugged looking at the bush, “She’s married I don’t think she cared,” she pointed running her hand through the woman’s thick pubic hair.
Diane was rolled over on to her face, her limbs moving about as if wet noodles. Judy playfully smacked the dead woman’s naked backside as Karri focused herself on the clasps that held the bra on. Judy wanting to the thorough with the search pried Diane’s ass cheeks apart. The former GSA had nothing hidden there. Both women ran their hands down Diane’s naked back before rolling her back over and peeling the bra off. Karri searched it, it yields nothing and was tossed aside. Both women looked over Diane’s naked body, they took in the bushy mound and the smallish round breasts capped with pink nipples. Karri played with the body’s nipples as Judy ran her gloved hand and finger through its sex.
“She looks so much better like this…” Judy cooed with Karri nodding in agreement.
“I guess it’s time to get to work?” Karri then asked.
Judy sighed, “I guess…”
As Karri started to reach for Diane’s body to move it out of the way so the pair could have more space to work, Judy quickly drew the dart pistol. The motion caught Karri of guard and she stepped back and looked around the room expecting someone behind. “What’s going on?” She then asked not seeing anyone else in the room but the naked dead woman.
“I know about you and Anne.” Judy replied. Karri’s eyes widen behind her night vision glasses as she took a step back. Judy brought up the dart pistol to eye level. “How could you?”
“Judy...I can….please…” Karri stammered putting her palms up in surrender. “I didn’t...” she started to try explain before she was cut off by the dart pistol’s retort.
The dart smacked Karri point blank in the forehead. Her vision went black before she could register any pain. The brunette’s head snapped back as she stumbled backwards a few steps before falling to the ground. As she hit the ground she let out as sensuous moan. Judy stood with the dart pistol still aimed where her former partner once stood. She slowly lowered the dart pistol eyeing Karri Iaquinta’s still corpse. Judy smiled as she looked down at the body. Karri laid prone spread eagle. Her eyes remained dead staring behind her night vision glasses while her jaw hung slack. A clear bruise was on her forehead from where the dark had impacted. Her gaze then drifted over to Diane’s naked body and then back to Karri’s. “Well now,” she said tucking the dart pistol back in her jacket as she walked up to Karri’s still form and knelt beside it. Her eyes tracked over the length of her former partner’s corpse and she licked her lips. “I think I need to get you naked,” Judy then said and added. “Dead women don’t need clothes especially lying cheating bitches.”
“You knew how much I loved her,” Judy seethed as she roughly jerked Karri’s boots off after unzipping them. Karri’s body only jolted in protest as Judy tossed the boots behind her. She then peeled off Karri’s black ankles socks rendering the dead woman barefooted. Judy tossed one sock behind her while she pushed the other one up to her nose and took a deep whiff of her dead partner’s scent. “Ugh!” she muttered in disgust tossing the sock behind her. “I hate that even your feet smell good,” Judy admonished before turning her attention to Karri’s leggings. Hooking her fingers around the waistband she nearly ripped the garment from the dead woman’s hips as she worked them south. Tossing the leggings behind her haphazardly, Judy eyed the black bikini cut panties that masked Karri’s sex. Clutching the front of the panties hard with her fingers she let out a scream as she tore the garment from Karri’s hips, the dead woman’s hips jerked upwards violently as the panties tore away. Judy tossed the ruined underwear aside and looked down Karri’s now exposed womanhood. A neat patch of dark hair covered the dead woman’s snatch. “Of course that’s also perfect...” Judy muttered gesturing at Karri’s womanhood while looking up at her face.
Judy spread Karri’s now naked legs wider almost putting them in a split before she roughly pulled dead woman into a seated position. Karri’s head rocked forward heavily with the motion and the night vision glasses fell from her face. Judy ripped the scarf from Karri’s neck tossed it aside before pulling the hem of her former partner’s top forcing her limp arms to raise up as the top is worked off. Once the top was removed Judy shoved Karri back to the ground and body heavily flop backwards landing with a soft thud. Karri had gone bra-less for the mission so with the top removed she was utterly naked. Her breasts were tight and round sitting high on her chest with erect dark nipples. Judy leered at Karri’s breasts and seethed see how tight and how they sat she knew they were fakes. They were too perfect looking to be natural. Straddling the dead woman’s hips and leaning over for a closer look her fingers played with the dead body’s nipples as she examine its breasts. She found the faint surgical scars under each breast, the breasts were indeed fakes, really good fakes. “You lying bitch, you told me you weren’t going to do it!” Judy screamed clutching Karri’s chin roughly with right hand and staring at her slacken face. Judy had found a surgeon that was offering a really good price for breast jobs. Karri had talked her out of it and told her she was not going to do it either. “Liar!” Judy screamed letting go of Karri’s chin as she swung her left smacked the corpse hard on the side of the jaw. Her hand immediately hurt, but she knew it was broken. The way that Karri’s jaw looked now, Judy knew it was broken. If Karri had been alive the shut would have put her to asleep. Judy smiled in satisfaction of this thought.
Standing up she grabbed Karri’s hair in her fists and pulled the dead body upright to a limp stand. Judy enjoyed how Karri’s dead weight leaned against her and she rocked the dead woman in her arms as if dancing relishing the feeling of absolute control. Suddenly, her anger welling back up and with a grunt she tossed the corpse against the wall. Judy watched Karri’s rag doll body crumple to floor in a heap of nakedness. “Bitch!” Judy breathed. She took a moment to collect herself before walking up to the Karri’s crumpled body and took hold of her bare ankles. Judy then dragged her away from the wall with Karri’s naked arms trailing. Karri’s body ends up next to Diane’ s feet. Before dropping Karri’s legs, Judy leaned forward and took a deep whiff of the body’s soles and moaned in pleasure.
Taking deep breath and regaining some control Judy glanced over at Diane’s naked body and remembered the mission. She just killed her partner, she was obviously done the agency so the mission did not really matter anymore. In any case she remembered that Diane was the overwatch element of an operation she and Karri had been sent to disrupt. Kneeling next to Diane, she roughly nudged the dead woman’s head side to side before locating the small earbud. After plucking it from Diane’s ear she stuck in her own and tapped the device to activate it. “Hello?”
There was silence before a woman’s voice replied. “Who is this?”
“It’s no one,” Judy answered with a smile. “Your overwatch may have been compromised you better come and see,” she added before tapping the bud and killing the line. She removed the earbud from her ear and looked between the two naked bodies. Moving over to Karri she kicked former partner’s legs wide before pushing the communication device deep into the dead woman’s sex.
Not knowing how much time she had before Diane’s friends arrived Judy quickly worked. Diane’s body was laid out with legs wide and hands behind her head. Karri’s body rolled on to its face and then placed between Diane’s legs, its nose pressed against the other body’s sex. Judy placed Karri’s limp hand over Diane’s breasts before stepping back and admiring her work. She gave her former partner a slap in the bare ass before turning and leaving the room.
As Judy made her way down the stairs she suddenly paused hearing a car pulled up fast to the front of the house and come to a screeching stop. A beat later the car’s doors open and closed. Judy did not have to stand around and wait to hear footsteps coming towards the front door of the house. Since she had heard multiple doors on the car she suspected someone was headed the back of the house too. “Well drat...” she whispered to herself and looked around quickly running through ideas in her head. Just as she heard the front door slowly open Judy quietly moved up back up the stairs.
Senior Global Security Agent Niki Holmes bumped the front door open with shoulder. She entered the darken house with her Sig leading the way. She quickly cleared foyer and headed towards the stairs. Niki was not sure if the woman that had taken out Diane still had her earbud so she and her partner were going in silent. They had planned to each clear a floor so they would not run into one another. Niki was a big curvy blue-eyed woman with curly long blonde hair that she wore in a low ponytail. She was dressed in gray jacket over a dark top with olive green trousers covering her lower half. A pair of athletic tactical boots completed her look.
Niki made it up the stairs a looked around the dark hallway before moving towards the room she knew where Diane would have set up shop since it had been planned. With her Sig leading the way she entered the room, finding the door already opened. As soon as she entered the room she knew it was bad. She saw clothing littered all over the floor and then the two naked women in the middle of the room. Not thinking she moved towards the women and knelt, one woman was on her back while the other on her face. The one her back was Diane. Just looking down at her teammate and friend Niki knew Diane was dead. Rage started to fill her as she felt her eyes well up with tears. She reached a trembling hand out to check Diane’s vitals but she knew it was pointless. There were no vitals and Niki trembled with rage. What was she going to tell Eric, Diane’s husband the pair only been married for three years.
Looking down at the woman whose hands were limply draped over Diane’s breasts and faced buried between Diane’s legs, Niki realized that this woman probably did not kill her friend. In fact, a chilling realization came to her, the scene was staged. The hairs on Niki’s back stood up on ends as she heard the closet door creak behind her. Sig in hand she swung around bringing the weapon up just in time to see a woman emerge from the closet with a weapon in her hands. Niki fired just as the woman fired. With her adrenaline pumped up, Niki did not even feel the dart hit her in the cheek as her sense went dark.
Global Security Agent Margarette Chavez heard the single gun shot and rushed for the stairs. She was a new member of the team and felt the pressure of getting things right especially when her partner for the night was her team leader. Margarette had only finished her two year training a two months ago and she felt lucky that she ended on a team with such agency legends as Niki Holmes and Diane Ngo. Niki had James Bond like stories about her that had circulated around HQ while Diane was known as one the agency’s top sharp shooters. Margarette was eager to please her team and make a name for herself. The young GSA Agent was clad in dark slim fit jeans tucked into a pair of black knee high riding boots. Her top half was clothed in a black top under a cropped dark brown leather jacket. She was a slender fit brown eyed woman with long straight dark hair was that tied back in ponytail.
As Margarette raced up the stairs with her Sig leading the way she suddenly became aware of friendly fire and yelled out, “Boss I’m coming!” She was halfway up the stairs when a figure appeared before her at the top. The young agent just registered that the figure was not Niki and that they were armed. Before she could act however she felt a sharp pain on her forehead and her vision went dark. Margarette Chavez’s body flip down the stairs like a rag doll before coming to a stop at the foot of the last step with her head smashing on to the floor loudly.
Judy stood from the top of the stair looked down at the fallen woman with a smile. She knew her dart had done its job as she had tagged the woman square on the forehead. If for some reason the dart had not work the fall would have taken care of the woman. Judy figured fall had either broke the woman’s neck or fracture her skull or both. She gave a mock salute to Margarette’s crumpled twisted body and headed back into the room.
Niki Holmes was laid out spread eagle on her back with arms and legs wide. She was draped over Diane and Karri’s bodies, the corpses propping up her chest. Judy looked down at the big blonde and licked her lips. “I guess I should clean up before I leave...” Judy said as she knelt next to Niki. After securing her dart pistol, Judy checked the woman’s vital and was not surprise that she was dead as door nail. Niki’s blue eyes were open to slits while her lips bore a slight grin that Judy thought was comical. With Niki’s body laid out over the two other dead women, Judy found it pretty easy to search.
After securing Niki’s fallen Sig and tossing it in the Diane’s backpack, Judy started to methodically searching the dead blonde. She ran her hands over Niki’s arms, down her sides and legs. Judy took some extra time around Niki’s breasts really groping the massive mounds than searching them. She also unnecessarily groped the dead woman’s snatch for a moment before finishing the search. The search yield a little pocket knife, wallet, cell phone and car keys. The wallet identified who Niki was to Judy. “Niki Holmes,” Judy read the badge and ID. “Senior Global Security Agent,” she added looking at Niki’s slack face before tossing the wallet aside. “Former Agent Niki Holmes,” she then said tapping Niki on the nose.
“I think it’s time we get you naked Niki,” Judy said as she unclipped the holster that was on Niki’s right hip from her belt and tossed it behind her. Taking another glace at Niki’s face, she smiled as if the woman had answered her, “Thought you didn’t mind...you’re dead you don’t need clothes.”
Moving down to Niki’s shoes, Judy untied them and slipped them off the dead woman’s feet revealing gray socks underneath. After searching each shoe she took a beat to take a deep whiff of each taking in the odor and moaning in pleasure. The socks were then peeled off unmasking Niki’s big pale feet with red painted nails. After sniffing the socks and tossing them aside, Judy lifted up Niki’s feet by the heels and buried her face into soles relishing the dead woman’s scent. She licked the dead blonde’s right foot before moving northward where she unbuckled Niki’s belt and opened her trousers. Niki’s curvy body only wiggled in protest and Judy worked the trousers offer her hips and down her legs. Judy absently searched the trousers while gaze was locked on Niki’s bare meaty thighs and muscular calves. The blonde’s womanhood was covered under a pair of black and blue striped cotton panties. Judy’s fingers danced playfully around the panties before she decided to save them for later.
Niki’s body was jerked roughly into a seated position, her head rolling about heavily with the motion. Judy dropped the dead woman’s limp arms, letting her sit dead on her own weight and started to work Niki’s jacket from her shoulders. After the jacket was tossed aside, Judy pulled Niki’s top upward raising her arms up as she removed the top. Once the top was removed and tossed Niki’s arms heavily dropped and she flopped back down. She was still in semi-seated position as she was still leaning on Diane and Karri. Judy removed Niki’s smart watch and tossed it aside as she eyed at the black sports bra that held her massive breasts. She noted Niki’s round belly and snickered, “Fat cow...”
Taking hold Niki’s ankles, Judy dragged her from the other two bodies so that she would be laid out flat on her back. Heading back over to Karri and Diane, Judy flipped her former partner on to her back, and then moved her to lay next to Diane. Both women’s bare arms were raised about their heads before Judy turned her attention back to Niki. The blondes panties were then removed with Judy taking whiff of them before tossing them behind her. Niki was sat up again before her sport bra was worked off her body. Still holding Niki’s sport bra, Judy’s eyes wander the length of the now naked blonde. Her breasts were huge and angled outward and were capped with rosy nipples while her womanhood covered in patch dark blonde pubes. Tossing the sport bra aside. Judy slapped Niki hard across her breasts before taking hold of the dead woman’s wrists. Niki was dragged next to Diane and her meaty arms raised above her head before hair was removed from its ponytail. Judy stood and looked down that the trio naked women, taking in their slack faces, limp hands and outward canted bare feet. “Don’t go nowhere ladies, there’s one more...” Judy said before leaving the room.
No surprise to Judy she found the dark-haired woman still crumpled and twisted at the bottom the stairs. Heading down towards the woman, Judy picked up the Sig that was laying forgotten on one of the steps. Checking the weapon she noticed it was still on safe and after racking the slide saw that the chamber was empty. Looking down the at the corpse she shook her head in disappointment, “Heading to a gun fight with a gun on safe and with no round ready to go? Rookie mistake sweetie.”
Kneeling Judy looked over Margarette's body taking in the tight dark jeans and riding boots. Her hips were twisted around just right exposing the empty holster. “Let’s stick this back,” Judy said pushing the Sig back into the holster and added, “and let’s get you upstairs...” Taking hold of Margarette by the arms Judy grunted as she hauled the dead upright into her booted feet. Once the dead woman stood limp, Judy adjusted her grip moving her hands under Margarette’s arms. Judy enjoyed the dead weight of the corpse as it leaned against her. She held the dead woman for a moment, letting the corpse’ head lean on her shoulder as she rocked with it from side to side. Having her fill, Judy knelt and let the body fold over her shoulder before standing back up. Adjusting the dead woman’s weight on her shoulder, Judy started to make her way back up the stairs.
Margarette’s corpse was unceremoniously dumped on to the floor, with her legs and arms flopping wide. Wasting no time Judy knelt and got to work, unzipping and removing Margarette’s riding boots. The Latina was barefoot once the boots were jerked off and Judy played with dead woman’s neon green painted toes for a beat before taking a whiff of one of the boots. There was only a slight odor within the boot. Looking at the bottom of boots, Judy noted that they could not have been more than a week old. Picking up one the dead woman’s feet by the heel Judy took deep sniff taking Margarette’s scent, “There is it...” she moaned before dropping the foot. Judy licked her lips as she ran her hands up Margarette’s denim clad legs, taking a some time at the corpse’ inner thighs. She then checked the body’s pockets.
Diane Ngo was decked in all black. Her outfit consisted of cropped jacket over a slim fit turtle neck, form fitting jeans tucked into ankle high low heeled boots and tactical gloves. She also carried a matching backpack. Diane kept her compact Sig low at her side as she snuck into the deserted house. She looked around the space closing the door silently behind her. Pulling up the Sig up to eye level she started to clear the rooms, she knew the place was already clear but there was no harm to double check.
The first floor was clear as expected. Diane hugged the wall with her body as she started to move up the stairs to the second floor letting her Sig lead the way. The second floor was smaller than the ground floor and she cleared it minutes later. Moving into one of the rooms on the floor she holstered her Sig into the holster at the small of her back.
Creping to the lone window in the room she peered out from the edge hiding her body. She then unslung her backpack and tied her shoulder length black hair into a ponytail. Kneeling, Diane opened her pack and removed a long lens camera along with a tripod. She then set the camera and the tripod up in front of the window before removing a laptop from the pack. The laptop was then hooked up to the camera via USB cable. Booting up the computer Diane sat crossed legged and out of sight from the window with the computer before her. Working the keyboard, the camera’s image popped up on the laptop’s screen.
Diane tapped the low profile earpiece in her left ear activating it. “Overwatch in position,” she calmly reported.
A couple hours later Diane sat with her back against the far wall of the darken room. She sat with legs stretched out in front of her crossed at the ankles. Her laptop sat a few paces away under the tripod and camera. From where she was sitting she could see the image on the screen perfectly. She yawned and checked her watch before she tapped her earpiece, “Overwatch checking in,” she reported flatly and added, “All is clear.”
Right after she got the acknowledged from her team leader on the other end she thought she heard something in the hallway. She only started to stir when she heard the sound of the dart gun. It was quick, Diane only felt a prick on the side of her neck before everything went black. Unknown to herself, Diane let out a sensual moan before falling over to her side. Dead.
Judy Huynh and Karri Iaquinta walked into the room with Judy tucking the dart pistol away in her jacket. Both women were dark haired like Diane. They were also both dressed in black as well. Judy a curvy fit tall Asian woman with model-like features. She was clad in a wool high hem dress covered by a light jacket with her legs masked in dark pantyhose. She walked in knee high boots with her hands wearing slim gloves. Her partner had a scarf around her neck with a long-sleeve compression shirt covering her top half and leggings tucked in to boots for her lower half. Both women also wore special eye glasses that looked like club shades with green lens held into place by a simple fashionable black frame. The glasses allowed the women to see clearly in the dark as if it was day.
“Nice shot,” Karri nodded towards Diane’s slumped sideways form before turning her attention to the tripod and camera.
“Easy as pie,” Judy replied with a grin as she moved over to Diane’s still form and knelt. Her gloved fingers checked the woman’s pulse. “She’s done,” she then added before she started to search the corpse. Judy ran her hands down Diane’s legs, she pulled a smart phone from one of Diane’s front pockets along with a key ring from another pocket. Getting down to the woman’s ankles Judy uncrosses Diane’s legs and turned her focus to her footwear. She worked each boot off and searched them. They were empty. Judy looking over her shoulder to see that Karri was focused on the laptop. Seeing that her partner paid no attention to her, Judy took a sniff on of one the boots. It was pungent slightly but she enjoyed the dead woman’s scent.
Putting the boots aside, Judy eyed at the plain black socks that covered Diane’s feet. She peeled each sock off and searched them, rendering the dead woman barefooted. The socks yielded nothing to no surprise. She quickly sniffed one of the socks before stuffing it into one of the boots. Diane’s naked feet were plain and fair skinned sporting neatly trimmed toe nails and slightly pink soles. Judy playfully tickled Diane’s sole, getting no reaction from the corpse before playing with her toes.
“Found anything?” Karri asked now turning her attention to her partner. “Laptop is clear, HD has no useful Intel,” she reported. She looked into the backpack, “Looks like there’s a compact sniper rifle that could be of use later,” she added.
Judy handed her the phone and key ring, “That’s about it for now.”
Karri looked over the two items seeing the phone was obviously private and key ring was not useful in any such way, she put the items aside. “Thinking we need to get her naked,” she then suggested with a devious grin.
“I was thinking the same thing…she’s dead as a fucking door nail, she doesn’t need clothes…” Judy replied flashing her own grin.
Both women took hold of a bare ankle and dragged Diana’s limp form from the wall, the dead woman’s arms flaccidly moved over her head with the movement. Diane was soon in the center of the room, barefoot with her hands over her head. Judy started to work on Diane’s jeans as Karri peeled off the tactical gloves from the woman’s nerveless hands. Tossing the gloves aside, Karri played with Diane’s limp fingers and noticed the wedding band on her right ring finger. She yanked it off and eyed it for a moment before tossing it behind her carelessly. Judy unbuckled Diane’s belt and opened the woman’s jeans. She stared to tug the jeans south, Diane’s body wiggled limply in protest.
The jeans were soon removed along with the belt which held the holstered SIG. Diane’s bare fair skinned legs were in full view along with the plain purple cotton panties that covered her privates. Judy removed the weapon before searching the back pockets of the jeans. She found a billfold consisting a few bills and a credit card. There was a driver’s license as well, Judy read it out loud, “Diane Ngo…”
“Global Security Agent Diane Ngo,” Karri added holding up the badge and ID that she had plucked from inside Diane’s jacket.
Diane was limply sat up, her head lolling about with the action. Karri and Judy roughly pulled her jacket from her shoulders tossing it aside before they started to work on the turtleneck. Her arms were jerked upwards as the two women pulled the form fitting shirt from her torso. Once the turtleneck was removed, Diane’s was dropped back to the floor with a thud with naked arms wide. Judy let her eyes wander the dead woman’s nearly naked form as Karri removed the corpse’ wrist watch. Diane had an even skin tone throughout, her chest was covered by a simple black satin bra. Judy noted that the woman’s chest was a bit on the flat side. In her underwear the GSA agent was nothing special Judy thought, not fat, not ripped but fit.
Karri put the watch aside and pulled Diane’s hair free from its ponytail. She then examined the woman’s sleep-like face, turning it from side to side. Diane’s lips were agape showing white teeth behind pink lips. She thumbed opened Diane’s eye lids checking the body’s browns eyes that were slightly rolled back into her head. Diane’s lips were pried open next as Karri peered into her mouth. Karri traced the dead woman’s lips with her gloved finger before she closed the lips, they remained agape.
Judy ran her hands down Diana’s naked thighs before hooking her fingers around the purple panties waistband. With a jerk she pulled the undergarment south. She smiled as the dead woman’s sex came into view. It was covered in a thick mass of dark hair. “Someone needs a lesson in grooming,” she commented as she removed the panties the rest of the way.
Karri shrugged looking at the bush, “She’s married I don’t think she cared,” she pointed running her hand through the woman’s thick pubic hair.
Diane was rolled over on to her face, her limbs moving about as if wet noodles. Judy playfully smacked the dead woman’s naked backside as Karri focused herself on the clasps that held the bra on. Judy wanting to the thorough with the search pried Diane’s ass cheeks apart. The former GSA had nothing hidden there. Both women ran their hands down Diane’s naked back before rolling her back over and peeling the bra off. Karri searched it, it yields nothing and was tossed aside. Both women looked over Diane’s naked body, they took in the bushy mound and the smallish round breasts capped with pink nipples. Karri played with the body’s nipples as Judy ran her gloved hand and finger through its sex.
“She looks so much better like this…” Judy cooed with Karri nodding in agreement.
“I guess it’s time to get to work?” Karri then asked.
Judy sighed, “I guess…”
As Karri started to reach for Diane’s body to move it out of the way so the pair could have more space to work, Judy quickly drew the dart pistol. The motion caught Karri of guard and she stepped back and looked around the room expecting someone behind. “What’s going on?” She then asked not seeing anyone else in the room but the naked dead woman.
“I know about you and Anne.” Judy replied. Karri’s eyes widen behind her night vision glasses as she took a step back. Judy brought up the dart pistol to eye level. “How could you?”
“Judy...I can….please…” Karri stammered putting her palms up in surrender. “I didn’t...” she started to try explain before she was cut off by the dart pistol’s retort.
The dart smacked Karri point blank in the forehead. Her vision went black before she could register any pain. The brunette’s head snapped back as she stumbled backwards a few steps before falling to the ground. As she hit the ground she let out as sensuous moan. Judy stood with the dart pistol still aimed where her former partner once stood. She slowly lowered the dart pistol eyeing Karri Iaquinta’s still corpse. Judy smiled as she looked down at the body. Karri laid prone spread eagle. Her eyes remained dead staring behind her night vision glasses while her jaw hung slack. A clear bruise was on her forehead from where the dark had impacted. Her gaze then drifted over to Diane’s naked body and then back to Karri’s. “Well now,” she said tucking the dart pistol back in her jacket as she walked up to Karri’s still form and knelt beside it. Her eyes tracked over the length of her former partner’s corpse and she licked her lips. “I think I need to get you naked,” Judy then said and added. “Dead women don’t need clothes especially lying cheating bitches.”
“You knew how much I loved her,” Judy seethed as she roughly jerked Karri’s boots off after unzipping them. Karri’s body only jolted in protest as Judy tossed the boots behind her. She then peeled off Karri’s black ankles socks rendering the dead woman barefooted. Judy tossed one sock behind her while she pushed the other one up to her nose and took a deep whiff of her dead partner’s scent. “Ugh!” she muttered in disgust tossing the sock behind her. “I hate that even your feet smell good,” Judy admonished before turning her attention to Karri’s leggings. Hooking her fingers around the waistband she nearly ripped the garment from the dead woman’s hips as she worked them south. Tossing the leggings behind her haphazardly, Judy eyed the black bikini cut panties that masked Karri’s sex. Clutching the front of the panties hard with her fingers she let out a scream as she tore the garment from Karri’s hips, the dead woman’s hips jerked upwards violently as the panties tore away. Judy tossed the ruined underwear aside and looked down Karri’s now exposed womanhood. A neat patch of dark hair covered the dead woman’s snatch. “Of course that’s also perfect...” Judy muttered gesturing at Karri’s womanhood while looking up at her face.
Judy spread Karri’s now naked legs wider almost putting them in a split before she roughly pulled dead woman into a seated position. Karri’s head rocked forward heavily with the motion and the night vision glasses fell from her face. Judy ripped the scarf from Karri’s neck tossed it aside before pulling the hem of her former partner’s top forcing her limp arms to raise up as the top is worked off. Once the top was removed Judy shoved Karri back to the ground and body heavily flop backwards landing with a soft thud. Karri had gone bra-less for the mission so with the top removed she was utterly naked. Her breasts were tight and round sitting high on her chest with erect dark nipples. Judy leered at Karri’s breasts and seethed see how tight and how they sat she knew they were fakes. They were too perfect looking to be natural. Straddling the dead woman’s hips and leaning over for a closer look her fingers played with the dead body’s nipples as she examine its breasts. She found the faint surgical scars under each breast, the breasts were indeed fakes, really good fakes. “You lying bitch, you told me you weren’t going to do it!” Judy screamed clutching Karri’s chin roughly with right hand and staring at her slacken face. Judy had found a surgeon that was offering a really good price for breast jobs. Karri had talked her out of it and told her she was not going to do it either. “Liar!” Judy screamed letting go of Karri’s chin as she swung her left smacked the corpse hard on the side of the jaw. Her hand immediately hurt, but she knew it was broken. The way that Karri’s jaw looked now, Judy knew it was broken. If Karri had been alive the shut would have put her to asleep. Judy smiled in satisfaction of this thought.
Standing up she grabbed Karri’s hair in her fists and pulled the dead body upright to a limp stand. Judy enjoyed how Karri’s dead weight leaned against her and she rocked the dead woman in her arms as if dancing relishing the feeling of absolute control. Suddenly, her anger welling back up and with a grunt she tossed the corpse against the wall. Judy watched Karri’s rag doll body crumple to floor in a heap of nakedness. “Bitch!” Judy breathed. She took a moment to collect herself before walking up to the Karri’s crumpled body and took hold of her bare ankles. Judy then dragged her away from the wall with Karri’s naked arms trailing. Karri’s body ends up next to Diane’ s feet. Before dropping Karri’s legs, Judy leaned forward and took a deep whiff of the body’s soles and moaned in pleasure.
Taking deep breath and regaining some control Judy glanced over at Diane’s naked body and remembered the mission. She just killed her partner, she was obviously done the agency so the mission did not really matter anymore. In any case she remembered that Diane was the overwatch element of an operation she and Karri had been sent to disrupt. Kneeling next to Diane, she roughly nudged the dead woman’s head side to side before locating the small earbud. After plucking it from Diane’s ear she stuck in her own and tapped the device to activate it. “Hello?”
There was silence before a woman’s voice replied. “Who is this?”
“It’s no one,” Judy answered with a smile. “Your overwatch may have been compromised you better come and see,” she added before tapping the bud and killing the line. She removed the earbud from her ear and looked between the two naked bodies. Moving over to Karri she kicked former partner’s legs wide before pushing the communication device deep into the dead woman’s sex.
Not knowing how much time she had before Diane’s friends arrived Judy quickly worked. Diane’s body was laid out with legs wide and hands behind her head. Karri’s body rolled on to its face and then placed between Diane’s legs, its nose pressed against the other body’s sex. Judy placed Karri’s limp hand over Diane’s breasts before stepping back and admiring her work. She gave her former partner a slap in the bare ass before turning and leaving the room.
As Judy made her way down the stairs she suddenly paused hearing a car pulled up fast to the front of the house and come to a screeching stop. A beat later the car’s doors open and closed. Judy did not have to stand around and wait to hear footsteps coming towards the front door of the house. Since she had heard multiple doors on the car she suspected someone was headed the back of the house too. “Well drat...” she whispered to herself and looked around quickly running through ideas in her head. Just as she heard the front door slowly open Judy quietly moved up back up the stairs.
Senior Global Security Agent Niki Holmes bumped the front door open with shoulder. She entered the darken house with her Sig leading the way. She quickly cleared foyer and headed towards the stairs. Niki was not sure if the woman that had taken out Diane still had her earbud so she and her partner were going in silent. They had planned to each clear a floor so they would not run into one another. Niki was a big curvy blue-eyed woman with curly long blonde hair that she wore in a low ponytail. She was dressed in gray jacket over a dark top with olive green trousers covering her lower half. A pair of athletic tactical boots completed her look.
Niki made it up the stairs a looked around the dark hallway before moving towards the room she knew where Diane would have set up shop since it had been planned. With her Sig leading the way she entered the room, finding the door already opened. As soon as she entered the room she knew it was bad. She saw clothing littered all over the floor and then the two naked women in the middle of the room. Not thinking she moved towards the women and knelt, one woman was on her back while the other on her face. The one her back was Diane. Just looking down at her teammate and friend Niki knew Diane was dead. Rage started to fill her as she felt her eyes well up with tears. She reached a trembling hand out to check Diane’s vitals but she knew it was pointless. There were no vitals and Niki trembled with rage. What was she going to tell Eric, Diane’s husband the pair only been married for three years.
Looking down at the woman whose hands were limply draped over Diane’s breasts and faced buried between Diane’s legs, Niki realized that this woman probably did not kill her friend. In fact, a chilling realization came to her, the scene was staged. The hairs on Niki’s back stood up on ends as she heard the closet door creak behind her. Sig in hand she swung around bringing the weapon up just in time to see a woman emerge from the closet with a weapon in her hands. Niki fired just as the woman fired. With her adrenaline pumped up, Niki did not even feel the dart hit her in the cheek as her sense went dark.
Global Security Agent Margarette Chavez heard the single gun shot and rushed for the stairs. She was a new member of the team and felt the pressure of getting things right especially when her partner for the night was her team leader. Margarette had only finished her two year training a two months ago and she felt lucky that she ended on a team with such agency legends as Niki Holmes and Diane Ngo. Niki had James Bond like stories about her that had circulated around HQ while Diane was known as one the agency’s top sharp shooters. Margarette was eager to please her team and make a name for herself. The young GSA Agent was clad in dark slim fit jeans tucked into a pair of black knee high riding boots. Her top half was clothed in a black top under a cropped dark brown leather jacket. She was a slender fit brown eyed woman with long straight dark hair was that tied back in ponytail.
As Margarette raced up the stairs with her Sig leading the way she suddenly became aware of friendly fire and yelled out, “Boss I’m coming!” She was halfway up the stairs when a figure appeared before her at the top. The young agent just registered that the figure was not Niki and that they were armed. Before she could act however she felt a sharp pain on her forehead and her vision went dark. Margarette Chavez’s body flip down the stairs like a rag doll before coming to a stop at the foot of the last step with her head smashing on to the floor loudly.
Judy stood from the top of the stair looked down at the fallen woman with a smile. She knew her dart had done its job as she had tagged the woman square on the forehead. If for some reason the dart had not work the fall would have taken care of the woman. Judy figured fall had either broke the woman’s neck or fracture her skull or both. She gave a mock salute to Margarette’s crumpled twisted body and headed back into the room.
Niki Holmes was laid out spread eagle on her back with arms and legs wide. She was draped over Diane and Karri’s bodies, the corpses propping up her chest. Judy looked down at the big blonde and licked her lips. “I guess I should clean up before I leave...” Judy said as she knelt next to Niki. After securing her dart pistol, Judy checked the woman’s vital and was not surprise that she was dead as door nail. Niki’s blue eyes were open to slits while her lips bore a slight grin that Judy thought was comical. With Niki’s body laid out over the two other dead women, Judy found it pretty easy to search.
After securing Niki’s fallen Sig and tossing it in the Diane’s backpack, Judy started to methodically searching the dead blonde. She ran her hands over Niki’s arms, down her sides and legs. Judy took some extra time around Niki’s breasts really groping the massive mounds than searching them. She also unnecessarily groped the dead woman’s snatch for a moment before finishing the search. The search yield a little pocket knife, wallet, cell phone and car keys. The wallet identified who Niki was to Judy. “Niki Holmes,” Judy read the badge and ID. “Senior Global Security Agent,” she added looking at Niki’s slack face before tossing the wallet aside. “Former Agent Niki Holmes,” she then said tapping Niki on the nose.
“I think it’s time we get you naked Niki,” Judy said as she unclipped the holster that was on Niki’s right hip from her belt and tossed it behind her. Taking another glace at Niki’s face, she smiled as if the woman had answered her, “Thought you didn’t mind...you’re dead you don’t need clothes.”
Moving down to Niki’s shoes, Judy untied them and slipped them off the dead woman’s feet revealing gray socks underneath. After searching each shoe she took a beat to take a deep whiff of each taking in the odor and moaning in pleasure. The socks were then peeled off unmasking Niki’s big pale feet with red painted nails. After sniffing the socks and tossing them aside, Judy lifted up Niki’s feet by the heels and buried her face into soles relishing the dead woman’s scent. She licked the dead blonde’s right foot before moving northward where she unbuckled Niki’s belt and opened her trousers. Niki’s curvy body only wiggled in protest and Judy worked the trousers offer her hips and down her legs. Judy absently searched the trousers while gaze was locked on Niki’s bare meaty thighs and muscular calves. The blonde’s womanhood was covered under a pair of black and blue striped cotton panties. Judy’s fingers danced playfully around the panties before she decided to save them for later.
Niki’s body was jerked roughly into a seated position, her head rolling about heavily with the motion. Judy dropped the dead woman’s limp arms, letting her sit dead on her own weight and started to work Niki’s jacket from her shoulders. After the jacket was tossed aside, Judy pulled Niki’s top upward raising her arms up as she removed the top. Once the top was removed and tossed Niki’s arms heavily dropped and she flopped back down. She was still in semi-seated position as she was still leaning on Diane and Karri. Judy removed Niki’s smart watch and tossed it aside as she eyed at the black sports bra that held her massive breasts. She noted Niki’s round belly and snickered, “Fat cow...”
Taking hold Niki’s ankles, Judy dragged her from the other two bodies so that she would be laid out flat on her back. Heading back over to Karri and Diane, Judy flipped her former partner on to her back, and then moved her to lay next to Diane. Both women’s bare arms were raised about their heads before Judy turned her attention back to Niki. The blondes panties were then removed with Judy taking whiff of them before tossing them behind her. Niki was sat up again before her sport bra was worked off her body. Still holding Niki’s sport bra, Judy’s eyes wander the length of the now naked blonde. Her breasts were huge and angled outward and were capped with rosy nipples while her womanhood covered in patch dark blonde pubes. Tossing the sport bra aside. Judy slapped Niki hard across her breasts before taking hold of the dead woman’s wrists. Niki was dragged next to Diane and her meaty arms raised above her head before hair was removed from its ponytail. Judy stood and looked down that the trio naked women, taking in their slack faces, limp hands and outward canted bare feet. “Don’t go nowhere ladies, there’s one more...” Judy said before leaving the room.
No surprise to Judy she found the dark-haired woman still crumpled and twisted at the bottom the stairs. Heading down towards the woman, Judy picked up the Sig that was laying forgotten on one of the steps. Checking the weapon she noticed it was still on safe and after racking the slide saw that the chamber was empty. Looking down the at the corpse she shook her head in disappointment, “Heading to a gun fight with a gun on safe and with no round ready to go? Rookie mistake sweetie.”
Kneeling Judy looked over Margarette's body taking in the tight dark jeans and riding boots. Her hips were twisted around just right exposing the empty holster. “Let’s stick this back,” Judy said pushing the Sig back into the holster and added, “and let’s get you upstairs...” Taking hold of Margarette by the arms Judy grunted as she hauled the dead upright into her booted feet. Once the dead woman stood limp, Judy adjusted her grip moving her hands under Margarette’s arms. Judy enjoyed the dead weight of the corpse as it leaned against her. She held the dead woman for a moment, letting the corpse’ head lean on her shoulder as she rocked with it from side to side. Having her fill, Judy knelt and let the body fold over her shoulder before standing back up. Adjusting the dead woman’s weight on her shoulder, Judy started to make her way back up the stairs.
Margarette’s corpse was unceremoniously dumped on to the floor, with her legs and arms flopping wide. Wasting no time Judy knelt and got to work, unzipping and removing Margarette’s riding boots. The Latina was barefoot once the boots were jerked off and Judy played with dead woman’s neon green painted toes for a beat before taking a whiff of one of the boots. There was only a slight odor within the boot. Looking at the bottom of boots, Judy noted that they could not have been more than a week old. Picking up one the dead woman’s feet by the heel Judy took deep sniff taking Margarette’s scent, “There is it...” she moaned before dropping the foot. Judy licked her lips as she ran her hands up Margarette’s denim clad legs, taking a some time at the corpse’ inner thighs. She then checked the body’s pockets.
