“You almost ready?” Mark asked as he came into the room. He was adjusting the cufflinks of his tux. “We gotta… head… wow.” He said, his train of thought clearly derailing.
I had just slipped on a lacy red panties, and an equally lacy and sexy bra and I was pulling up my stockings when he came in. I rolled my eyes as I watched my partner ogle me. “Put your tongue back in your mouth.” I sighed. “It’s like you’ve never seen a woman before.”
Mark raised an eyebrow. “I just… that must be one hell of a serum the Division has.”
I scoffed, attached the stockings to the garters, and slipped on 5-inch red heels. “Yeah well, that’s the whole point isn’t it?” I said. “The whole room is going to be focused on me so you can carry out the opposition.”
Mark shrugged. “I guess so.” He leaned against the sofa but never took his eyes off me. “What’s it like?”
“What?” I looked in the mirror adjusting the dress around my breasts.
“What’s it like?” He asked. “Being a woman. Being that… gorgeous.”
I felt my cheeks grow warm and I averted my eyes. “It’s… different,” I said with a shrug. “And temporary, so don’t get any ideas.”
Mark chuckled. “Depends on how this mission goes. If you do it well enough you may just end up being Division 13’s newest honey trap.”
