Maintaining his cover

Sinking back into his chair, Antonio couldn’t believe what he was hearing. An accomplished secret agent who specialized in infiltrations, he had been placed into the body of a high ranking Italian mafia member’s wife in order to collect evidence against him. For days, he had been taking on Adrianna’s role as a housewife, all while searching for anything that could link his new husband to a crime. He hadn’t found anything though, and time was running out on the operation with nothing to show for it. When his extraction date finally arrived, he met his contact in the cafe they had agreed upon at the start of the job.

Antonio wanted nothing more than to complete the mission, but he was growing increasingly anxious to get out of Adrianna’s body. She was gorgeous, yes, but he could feel her husband grow more and more demanding for sex, and he could only avoid him so many times before he’d blow his cover. What scared him though, was how much his body wanted it. As days passed, he found himself more and more attracted to his new husband, getting involuntary butterflies in his stomach whenever he called out her name or ordered somebody around in public.

She had clearly gotten married to him because she loved the excitement, and that sense of lust had stayed with her body when he had transferred into it. More than that, however, he was scared to realize that he was turned on by the power. Men looked at his husband with respect, and standing next to such a powerful man, being introduced as his wife and being given the same deference, set off tingles of excitement in his body.

The only thing he felt now though was a pit forming in his stomach as he heard his contact brief him on the mission status. The agency was being dissolved, and in order to prevent any intelligence leaks, extraction was no longer an option. “Thank you for your service, but i’m afraid this is the last time we’ll ever contact you. If you reach out to any of your old contacts, we will deny any knowledge of you or the mission.” The man continued. “I’m sorry it had to end this way, and good luck.”

Watching his only connection to his old life get up and walk away from the table, Antonio realized he he had no other option but to maintain his cover and return to the mansion he would now call home for good. She had a date planned with her husband in a few hours, and with a sinking feeling he realized that he had promised him sex tonight, assuming that he’d be long gone from his temporary body by then.