Colleagues, Lovers

By A.S. Peavey

Two weeks ago, Natasha was a normal tech CEO. Okay, she was young and glamorous for a Billionaire. And she had a secret night job as a call girl. But she kept those lives divided until one of the clients at her brothel turned out to be involved in espionage against her tech firm.

Natasha decided to turn the tables, to use her secret life as a tool for counter-espionage. However, her first attempt to use her body against her rival firm failed to produce definitive results. More than that, only quick thinking kept her from being revealed as a spy.

Natasha isn’t ready to give up her career as a seductive spy. Her next target will be the lover of one of her top employees. If she slips up and is discovered this time, her secret will be out among her colleagues and friends.

But her company is worth any sacrifice she can make.

And it will be oh so much fun along the way, whether or not her espionage produces results.

Warning: contains explicit descriptions of adult behavior.

Colleagues, Lovers is Part 5 of Work and Play, following Night Job, Distracted, Hard Working, and Under Cover.

• Language: English
• Publisher: A.S. Peavey
• Release date: May 11, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311757203

A.S. Peavey

A.S. Peavey began writing erotica in a micro caption-based form (which you can check out on Tumblr), before branching to explore the world of longer form stories and novels. Peavey is excited by the opportunities offered to expand on those shorter stories, and grasp what tugs at the libido. Peavey lives along the Rocky Mountains, going out to hike and bike when time and the weather allow.

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COLLEAGUES, LOVERS

Part 5 of WORK AND PLAY

A.S. Peavey

Copyright 2016 A.S. Peavey

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This book is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and situations within its pages and places or persons, living or dead, is unintentional and coincidental.

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Warning: contains explicit descriptions of adult behavior.

CONTENTS

Title

Copyright Page

Table of Contents

Colleagues, Lovers

Other Works by A.S. Peavey

About the Author

Olive! Olive!

Shit, Natasha muttered, just audible to herself.

She was about to get caught conducting corporate (counter) espionage. And all while wearing nothing more than a revealing robe. All while acting as a high class call girl.

Not that prostitution was entirely an act. While Natasha was a full-time tech company CEO, she also worked part-time as a courtesan for the Agency, a high class brothel. Okay, ‘worked’ was an exaggeration; usually, she picked clients because they would be fun to sleep with. This was the first time she’d picked a client for any other reason, because his employer was apparently using the Agency to steal secrets from her company.

And Natasha still had some fun for all that. She had enjoyed fucking (again and again) the man who was now calling her name.

She’d just thought she’d managed to put him to sleep for a good long time when he collapsed, exhausted. She’d thought she would have more time to fully sift through the data on his computer.

Olive?

Natasha turned off the monitor before Paul could enter the office. She patted her robe as if she could look more (or less) presentable wearing the thin silky nightwear she had been packed to seduce.

Actually, there were ways to ensure maximum distraction. She untied the robe, letting it hang open. Not that Paul hadn’t already enjoyed many opportunities to look at her revealing just this strip of skin between her breasts, down her belly, to her groin. Not that he hadn’t seen her completely naked, and fucked her many times.

Natasha moved around Paul’s office, not approaching the door, remaining in the shadows, but positioning herself so that she could look out, over at the kitchen.

Paul was moving around out there. He was, clearly, concerned to find where the women he’d paid for was, since she hadn’t been sleeping next to him. But Natasha was not the reason he had woken up; all the sex, the whole workout of a night, had left him parched.

And that gave Natasha an opportunity, a chance at least to sneak out of Paul’s office—though she had to leave all her equipment inside, his computer running, still copying files. Once out, she did not immediately walk towards Paul. Instead she moved around ninety degrees so it would look like she was coming from the far end of the house—still not anywhere she had cause to be, but at least if Paul did investigate he would look in the wrong place.

Then, finally, she walked towards