The exterminators episode 1

🔞🔞💜THE EXTERMINATORS
*_He was supposed to protect her, then he fell in love._*

~Adult only~

I’m a Personal Security Specialist with a discrete private security company. We only take the most well known, high end clients whose lifestyle requires around the clock surveillance and security.

My team consisted of two other operatives, Johnny Smart and Greg Olsen. We are former ArmyDelta/CIA and took on the most ~dangerous missions in Iraq, Afghanistan, and other locations I can’t disclose. We are experts in most every type of weaponry, explosives, and tactics. Needless to say we come wit~ h a high price tag for our particular expertise and services. We know how each other thinks and react accordingly. It kept us alive.

I’m 6’3″ tall, 220 lbs, sandy blonde hair and pale blue eyes. I’m 38 years old. I married just before I went Into the Army at a ripe old age of 22, freshly graduated from Texas A&M with a degree in Safety Engineering.

The Army kept my wife and I apart for many months at a time. Her fidelity was tested to the limit and then some. I came home to divorce papers and a six month pregnant wife. I was gone eight months. Do the math. She was sorry but she had found another man that could take care of her needs. We didn’t have much to split so the divorce went smoothly. That was 10 years ago.

~THE EXTERMINATORS~🔞🔞🔞🍓🍓🍓🍓🍇🍇🍇

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Chapter 1

We just received our next assignment. Our client’s name is Dr. Susan Graves, white female, 5’6″ tall, 34 years old, jet black hair and deep blue eyes. She is from the well to do in our city and well know across the world as an international entrepreneur, CEO, and attorney.

She has a doctorate in mathematics and law. She is an all around ~rich bitch, wild child. My sources tell me she takes a temporary lover from time to time so that may be an issue. Go figure out how all that fits and let me know. She has no time for~ the little people like me who work for a living.

Bottom line, *there have been some threats directed toward her by international rivals so her Board of Directors has asked people very high up in the government to provide around the clock protection. VOILA! Here we are.
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Greg and I drove up to the gate and buzzed the guard shack to let us in. We drove up to the guard and identified ourselves. He started to give us a visitor badge. I took the badges, including his and issued him one of min~ e. I ~told him those on the property will wear only the badges I issue without exception. He didn’t like it but I didn’t care. He is now aware that he and his staff answer to me only. Greg dropped me off and disapp~ eared. I’m the only one of us Ms. Graves will see unless it becomes necessary for her to know Greg and Johnny.

I was admitted to the mansion and waited ~about 10 minutes before Ms. Graves came down the stairs. When I saw her, all doubt was crushed. I was enamored with this woman from first sight. Love, lust, who knows. I wanted her but the job comes first. She was dressed in a navy blue~ business suit and heels and was stunningly beautiful. I extended my hand and introduced myself.

She just looked at me, walked around me like she was buying a car and said, “You’ll do.”

I said, “Ms. Graves, we have some things we need to discuss regarding your protection. Could I have a moment of your time, please?”

She ignored me and kept walking. I then decided this was going to be hærdball. I said, “Dr. Graves, sit down…now, please.”

She stopped and turned with a curious look on her face.

She said, “Excuse me!”

I said, “Sit down, I won’t say it again. From this moment on, your life is in our hands. You will do everything I ask you to do without question as far as your security is concerned. As I said, my name is David Stanton. I will be traveling with you wherever you go so no lip, please. If I perceive a threat, me and my team will protect you and neutralize the threat. You are paying us a great deal of money to protect you and we are extremely good at our job. I will need any information you can give me about anyone you believe to be a threat to you.”

She said, “I’m not used to being talked to like that, Mr Stanton.”

I said, “I won’t talk to you like that as long as you do as I tell you when I perceive a threat to you.”

She said, “Be aware that I have a semi formal function to attend tonight with a date. I’m supposed to pick him up in the limo.”

I said, “Good, I have a nice suit. No problem.”

I dressed and placed my Sig Sauer P226 in my shoulder holster. I was waiting for her to come down the stairs. She was gorgeous, wearing a just above the knee blue sequined dress, sheer seamed hosiery and three inch sling back, open toed heels. The bright red l¡pstick, fingernails and toenails made her stunning with that black hair and blue eyes, but I wasn’t going to let that distract me.

She asked, “How do I look,” obviously trying to invoke a response from me.

I didn’t give her the one she wanted.

I simply said, “You’ll do,” throwing her previous comment to me back at her. “After you ma’am.” I esc-rted her to the limo where she sat down in the back seat. I sat across from her.

We left the house and began the drive to pick up her date. We looked each other in the eye, trying to get a head in our little cat and mouse game. She reached down and slipped the sling off her heel and slipped her shoe off. She stretched her long leg out to me extending her foot to my face. She stroked her stocking clad toes along my cheek, teasing me. I was still just looking at her. She then positioned her toes where they were just touching my l-ips and she was grinning at me. I could smell the expensive scent she had obviously sprayed on her toes.

I bit. I took her foot in my hand, raised it to my l-ips and k-ssed the tip of each red polished toe. She closed her eyes and let out a little gasp. I took her little toe in my mouth and ran my tongue on the underside of her toes wetting her stocking. She let out a little mo-n. I then picked up her shoe and slipped it back on her foot. She gave me a disappointed look and put her leg down.

I just gave her a smirk letting her know I could play the game too as we arrived to pick up her date. I got in the front seat with the driver while her date sat beside her. She stared at me the rest of the ride. She took her date by the arm and walked into the building.

I kept an eye on her from a distance while she hobnobbed with the elite. She glanced in my direction occasionally. She went toward the bathroom and I followed her to the entrance of the bathroom and stood by.

Some guy obviously intoxicated, thought he was going to join her in the bathroom. I spoiled his plan directing him to the Men’s room just as she walked out. As she passed me, she put something in my coat pocket and smiled devilishly at me. I reached in my pocket and pulled out her thong she had removed in the bathroom. Still playing games…

By the time we returned to the mansion, I was tired and ready for a good nights sleep but stayed up for a few hours. She brought her date home and took him to her room. A couple of hours later, I heard him leave. I was still up, sitting in the sitting area reading a book when she walked up to me in her robe and heels.

I asked, “Did you have fun? I hope you practiced safe s€×.” I was poking a little jab at her behavior.

She replied, “Despite what you may have heard, I’m not a slut, but I do like a s€×ual encounter once in a while, Mr. Stanton.”

I interrupted, “David…my name is David,” as I tried to ease the tension a bit and handed her the thong she gave me earlier.

She said “David, I’m not a V-rgin by any means, but I have never had a bare p*n*s in,side of me. c-ndoms have always been used when I have s€×. I’ve never had one drop of semen in,side me. That is for the man that I let have that privilege. So I guess in a sense, I am still a V-rgin in some ways.”

I said, “Dr. Graves, too much info.”

She said, “Not Dr. Graves, you may call me Ms. Graves.”

I said, “Yes, Ms. Graves.”

She turned around with her bare leg and heeled sandal clad foot showing from the front of her robe…intentionally.