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"A Life" As A Phantom Thief | android1966 | 4

 

The hatch in the ventilation pipe is pulled off by someone on the outside and hands reach in to grab your bag. You twist and turn to snake through the hatch and fall into waiting arms.

"Milady!" A young Filipino woman dressed in the uniform of the hotel's cleaning service greets you. "It was a success?"

"Like clockwork Maria." You assure you accomplace. "Now we have to hurry. I must rejoin the party before I'm missed."

Your point of exit is a ladies washroom, temporarily closed for cleaning according to the sign that Maria has hung on the door outside. You unzip your black boots and place them to one side. Whilst you peel off your latex catsuit, Maria is busy stuffing your bag of tools into the false bottom of a container marked as used sanitary towels.

With your catsuit and skimask removed you stand naked in the washroom. You hold out your arms from your sides and Maria swiftly cleans the sweat and tang of latex from your skin with wet wipes. You slowly turn as your petite partner sprays you with an expensive anti perspirant.

Taking a look in a mirror you check your appearance. Your ash blonde hair hangs in a long braid which comes forward over your shoulder and hangs between the ample cleavage of your breasts. Only your rigidly erect nipples give any hint of the adventure you just undertook. Maria holds up your dress and helps you wriggle into the clinging black silk. The assymetric top with single shoulder strap is cut low and the creamy orbs of your breasts are on full display. The thin silk does nothing to hide your swollen nipples.

You hold up each leg in turn as Maria zips your boots back on. The skirt of the dress is open up one side to your hip and the exposed sleek thigh advertises the fact that you wear nothing beneath the thin material. Maria looks you up and down and nods in satisfaction.

"You look stunning Milady." Maria confides. "At least the pig has dress sense."

"Hardly a saving grace," you reply. "He gets off by displaying his slut trophy wife to the sycophants he surrounds himself with."

Maria makes no reply and stuffs your catsuit into the hidden compartment with your bag before dumping the appropriate filling for the sanitary waste container on top to hide your gear. You hold out the green eye of Khatmandu and Maria's eyes go wide as she takes the gem. After a second of awed silence she stuffs the emerald unceremoniously into a condom. Hiking up the skirt of her uniform Maria pulls her panties to one side and pushes the worlds most valuable emerald up inside her pussy. You lean forward and kiss the Filipino briefly, your tongue playing lightly across her lips.

"I'll meet you back at the mansion," you tell her. "I must hurry now."

Maria unlocks the door to the washroom and you both slip out into the hallway and part company. Maria heads towards the service elevator with her cleaning trolley, whilst you head down a flight of stairs and into a function room.

In the hotel function room is a throng of the city's elite. At the centre as always is your husband, surrounded by toadies and politicians. You glide easily through the crowd, pausing to snatch a glass of champagne from a tray as it passes. Approaching the knot of dinner suited guests around your hated spouse you position yourself at his shoulder. He turns and stares at you with a look of mild annoyance.

"Ahh, my darling wife returns at last," he says mockingly. "What's wrong , couldn't find the toilets on your own I suppose?"

His hand falls to your silk covered ass and he pinches your buttock hard to herd you forward for the inspection of his cronies. Their eyes strip you naked in an instant, but you smile and ignore them.

"Gentlemen, I introduce my bride," your husband announces pompously, "Lady ."

Your introduction is interrupted as the doors to the function room burst open and police officers swarm into the hall. At their centre is Inspector Dean, brandishing his badge to the security that had attempted to bar him.

"Nobody move," the Inspector bellows.

 

What happens now?


          The Inspector's suspicions are aroused.

 
 
 

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