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She Spies - Daddy's little Devil	By : mike_steele Category: -Misc TV Shows > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 983 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I am not the creator of She Spies, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Daddy's little devil
- 1
The scene opens up with Cassie sipping a cup of coffee while sitting comfortably in the spies house where Joseph and his son Tyler are receiving the girl's protection,
at which point young Tyler walks in through the only door in the room.
"Hey Tyler" Cassie says, suprised the boy seemingly hasn't learned to knock.
"Where's my dad?" Tyler asked, ignoring Cassie's welcome completely.
"Oh, he's just upstairs taking a shower; do you want some cookies?"
"I hate cookies"
"Ok, guess you'll pass on the smokes and coffee too, then" Cassie mumbles at the declined offer.
"Why are me and my dad staying at your house?"
"Because I'm your auntie" Cassie half-heartedly responds
"No you're not. I know we're hiding from bad guys, and they want to kill my dad."
"How do you know that?" Cassie asks, taken off-guard by the spoiled 8-year old's deductive abilities.
"Does it LOOK like I'm still in diapers?" Tyler responds, insulted.
"Ok" Cassie responds, defeated. "I'm not your auntie. Y'see, I'm working for the government; I'm trying to protect you and your dad. Don't worry,
nothing's going to happen to either one of you."
"You're a girl, how can you protect us?" Tyler asks, laughing off Cassie's response.
"I'm a spy, ok? I fight, I climb I-..probably shouldn't have told you I'm a spy.." Cassie admitted, realizing her goof.
"Girl's can't be spies." Tyler insisted, still very amused at Cassie's confession.
"Hey girls may have cooties but they can definitely be spies."
"Prove it. tell me a spy story."
"I can't, it's classified information..." Tyler, not satisfied with Cassie's explanation goes to grab a vase.

"Ohhh that was my grandmother's vase, can you put that back please?!"

"TELL ME. A Spy STORY." Cassie could see Tyler was insistent, and wouldn't go without her giving him what he wanted.
"Ok, ok maybe just one." Cassie reassured "an unclassified one." Cassie could see that she had Tyler's attention, and she knew just the story to tell.
"We went to shoot pool once, and we met these bikers there who were trying to hustle people for money; that means cheating them. So I decided, to cheat back..." with that, an
evil grin formed on Cassie's face...
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Scene opens in a divebar, with Cassie standing next to a surly looking biker, who was sporting a bit of a gut and a black eye. Meanwhile, Deedra and Shane were sitting on a pair of
barstools, and none too happy with the clientelle of the bar at that particular moment. Ignoring them, Cassie set her sights on the biker in front of her.

"You are so good for your first time!" Cassie gushed, playing herself up as a blonde ditz in a blue halter top. "Betcha won alotta money from those guys up there."

The biker smirked. "Oh, about $1000 or so; guess it was one of those beginner's lucky streaks." Cassie started to walk seductively around the biker.

"How about if we play for that much, I mean maybe I'll have a lucky streak!" Cassie offered, being sure to push out her already ample breasts to entice her prey. seeing the man's interest was piqued (who wouldn't be?)she continued her offer.

"How about if I sink, oh I dunno... the rest of the balls on the table you guys pay me..oh, I dunno; the $1000 you won from them?"

"And what if you.. oh I dunno; Don't?" Cassie smirked at this assertion.

"Hmmph..I'm sure we can think of something." The biker, sold on the proposition, flashed the $1000 between his index and middle fingers
"Sounds dreamy; You're ON."

With that, Cassie lined herself up to take the shot while Deedra and Shane nervously looked on, wondering just what the hell was going on. As Cassie wound back her pool cue, she hadn't taken enough care to make sure the area behind her was clear, bumping the stick into a random member of the biker's gang behind her.
What next happened to Cassie felt to her like a car crash in slow motion, as she felt the momentum of her pool cue fly forward, ramming into the billiard cloth, and hitting the very bottom of the cue ball, causing it to sail upward and crash into the center of the table. The cue ball then bounced to the farthest bumper, before returning to gently nudge against the 11, 9 & 10 ball, with nowhere near enough momentum to send any of them into a pocket. Cassie, a look of defeat on her face, glanced over at the long faces of the saps the biker had won the money from earlier.
She took this bet to get them their money back, and she would see to it. She looked at her surly opponent, sporting a smile from ear to ear.

Shane: "uhh, what the hell just happened?"
Deedra: "I think Cassie just won a date with mr. dreamboat over there."

Cassie looked over the man she had just made the losing bet with. Despite outweighing her by 150 pounds, she knew he was no match for her and if she wanted, she could take the money right from his hand at any time. But, that would be theft,
and the rest of his gang might have a problem with that. Seeing no other option, she decided she had to seperate him first. A coy smirk formed over her face as she approached him.

"Wow, that beginner's lucky streak of yours is really keeping up!"

A big toothy grin formed on the biker's face after hearing this "That's not the only thing keeping up. What's say we go back to my place babe? it's just up the road."

"Ohh what a gentleman" Cassie purred. "Let's go big boy."

Cassie then wrapped her arm around the large biker as they exited the bar, flashing Deedra and Shane a look of absolutely misery as she met eyes with them.

Just as confused as ever, the two got up and began walking towards Cassie and her burly suitor. Seeing they were ready to attack, Cassie gestured with her free hand for them to stand down.
Not wanting to risk their well-being over her mistake, and in order to prevent a riot she was going to have to handle this herself.
The scene reopened inside of a darkened apartment, light breaking through the open blinds single window, as well as the doorway. as the door swings open, we see the large biker with Cassie, his prize wrapped around his right arm, and a mostly-empty fifth of jack in his left. As Cassie gently worms her way out of his grip, he goes tumbling facedown into a lone matress on the ground, taking a few moments before rolling on his back. His now unbuttoned shirt exposing his gut, the biker begins reaching in the dark for his bottle of jack.

Knowing this was her chance, Cassie searched the room for anything she could use to knock him out cold while he was still distracted. seeing the bottle off to his blind side, she slowly approached the biker's right side while he fumbled around to his left. As she gets within arm length of the bottle, her drunken brutish date reaches across and grabs her wrist with his left hand.
Biker:"whad-are-yew..."

Cassie: " Oh! found it for you, sweetie!" cassie felt a sudden pain at her temple after saying that.

"Call me Scarface..." her drunk companion dribbled out.

"Oh. ok, well, umm Scarface I see you seem pretty worn out, so I'm gonna see myself out, you want me to grab you a bucket or something before I..."

"Nuhnuhnuhunuhnuhnuh..."Scarface replied his eyes half closed as he began fumbling with his belt. "I got sumfthin to show ya.."

With that, Cassie's eyes grew as big as saucers. As she watched the obese bachelor drunkenly fumble his pants off, despite being flacid and VERY ungroomed, Cassie saw Scarface was blessed in the genetics department, in at least one area.

"Wow. look at the size of that hog!" Cassie yelped, permitting the outburst.
Back at the bar..
Deedra: "we should've followed her, Cassie might be in trouble..."

Shane: "calm down spazz, we both know that Cassie know's what she's doing. I'm sure she's got a handle on things."
Back at Scarface's apartment
"So, you like what you see eh? he he.." Scarface remarked, the bottle of jack now in his left hand, with his right hand wrapped around his dick. "Why don't you come on down and have yourself a little taste?"
Taking a moment to think over Scarface's offer, Cassie looked around the darkened room and saw a chair in the corner; slowly walking over to it, she brought in to the center of the runty apartment, straight in front of the mattress Scarface was lying on. Cassie, with a devilish grin on her face started to slowly dance around the chair, pausing to rest her hands on the backrest while shaking her plump ass in Scarface's face.

As if to show his satisfaction, Scarface took a swig of his booze and began to slowly pleasure himself. Turning around to see this, Cassie then planted herself in the chair, facing her chubby admirer.

Bathed in the moonlight coming through the blinds in the apartment's only window, she slowly began to run her hands over her body. This aroused Scarface even further, as he drank the last of his whiskey and proceeded to crank his stiff twice as vigorously.

Cassie was beaming at the sight of this. Though usually not one to mix business and pleasure, rules were meant to be broken after all. She proceeded to reach in back of her neck, loosening her halter top and revealing her gorgeous tits, laying it on the backrest after.

Scarface, still jacking off in the dark of the room under the window, wondered just how he ended up so lucky this night.

Cassie cupped her right breast in her hand and bent down to lick it, making sure to keep eye contact with Scarface; Seeing this get him even more excited, she slipped out of one heel at a time and stood on the chair, facing away from Scarface. With the Moon shining on her perfect ass, she stuck her hands in each side of her leather pants as she wiggled out of them, revealing a lovely black thong. Stepping down from the chair into her heels (Scarface's apartment was a shithole with a dirty floor after all) she laid her pants on top of her blue top, and sat down again facing the thousand dollar man. She then proceeded to (carefully) lift her legs up, while pulling her thong down her legs, giving Scarface a perfect view of her snatch. She then took her sexy underwear and spun it around on her right index finger, maintaining eye contact with Scarface; her wicked smile growing wider.
laying her thong on the rest of her clothes and now wearing her heels and nothing more, she slowly approached the horny drunk laying before her, before kneeling in front of him.

"Let me help you out with that."

Cassie, on all fours crawled up Scarface, french-kissing him when she reached his face. Realizing how much he reaked of booze however, she coyly worked her way back down stopping for a moment to lick his right nipple. She then continued down until she was kneeling in front of his shaft.

Cassie took Scarface's rock-hard erection (admirable, based on how much he just drank) in her right hand and slowly licked it bottom to top, gently pulling down on Scarface's foreskin with her left to expose his head.

She then sensually licked the top of his stiff, maintaining eye contact all the while, before taking his head and placing it in her mouth, her gorgeous lips locked around it. She then slowly took in more of him, working her tongue around all 8 inches as it slid down her throat.

"Yeah work that cock" Scarface uttered, almost begging.
Instantly Cassie began to bob on his dick even faster, gurgling to get enough spit to handle it all. Making sure to slow down to work her tongue around his dick, Cassie could already feel Scarface starting to thrust up into her throat.
"yeah...yeah...that's it...that's AHHH"
With those words, Scarface blew his load right into Cassie's mouth, suprising her at just how massive it was.
"mmmMMMMMMMMM" Cassie moaned, as she slowly pulled back, thinking it'd be a shame to dribble any of Scarface's jizz down on his mattress, seemingly the only clean thing in the apartment. Cassie then sat up with her mouth closed, squinched her eyes and took a huge gulp.

Reopening her now watery eyes, she realized that she had forgotten how much she loved to swallow a load of jizz now and then. "ahh college." she silently reflected.
"Oh that was hot, you really are a high-class piece of ass aren't you doll?" Scarface blubbered out.
"Quiet. I'm not done with you yet." Cassie declared.
Meanwhile, at the bar
Deedra: "what do you think's taking so long?!"
Shane: "I don't know, but if it was anybody else but Cassie, I'd be nervous."
Deedra: "Pfft. Thanks for the vote of confidence." Shane looked away, rolling her eyes.
Still sitting on her knees in front of Scarface, Cassie proceeded to climb up him again, stopping halfway; Squatting over Scarface's freshly sucked cock, Cassie took it both her hands as she slowly impaled herself on it.

"uhhhmmmm GOD that's big." Cassie uttered, absolutely thrilled to be riding on a cock as large as this, in spite of the slob of an owner in belonged to. Cassie placed both her hands on Scarface's bare chest, as she slowly began to ride him, digging her nails into his skin.

"oh yeah, oh take that dick" Scarface growled, his hands wrapped around Cassie's ass.
"Yeah! get it! Fuck me!" Cassie demanded, starting to ride Scarface harder, Her face tensing as she bounced, the vein in her neck becoming visible; Her hands still on Scarface's chest, she could feel he was already building up quite a sweat from this workout.

Scarface, looking up at the blonde angel angrily riding his dick, took his hands off her ass and started cupping her breasts. this brought a grin across Cassie's face once more.
"ohhh you like my titties huh? you like um? huh? squeeze those fuckin titties." Cassie then took her hands off Scarface's chest, giving him full access to squeeze her perfect C-cup breasts in both of his hands. This made Cassie bounce on Scarface's dick even harder.

"Oh God, Oh my God" Scarface roared, his face beat red, sweat dripping how his forhead.
"Huh, hah, what's say I take you for a spin?" Cassie then lifted herself and turned around, placing Scarface's cock back inside her reverse-cowgirl style.

"yeah? you like that pussy? huh?" Cassie growled, and she knew Scarface was just about spent.
"Oh God, ohh, ohh that's it..ohh..ohh" Scarface, grabbing hold of Cassie's ass, could feel himself welling up again.

"Yeah? you gonna cum? you gonna cum?!!" Cassie yelped, working herself on Scarface's stiff.

"Yeah I'm gonna blow, I'm gonna cum.." Scarface moaned.

"Cum in my pussy, Cum in my PUSSY!!" Cassie squealed.
Scarface felt as though his heart was about to burst. But not one to miss this chance, he grabbed Cassie by the waist, sat up, and started bouncing her passionately on his dick, thrusting up to meet her each time.

"Oh God yeah, yeah, UUHHHNNNNNNNNN"
Scarface roared out as he gripped Cassie around the front, thrusting all of his load up into her inviting pussy, resting his face on her back.
"Oh Yeah, Oh Yeah..." Cassie encouraged, a bit out of breath herself. Cassie reached her right hand behind her and massaged the back of Scarface's head.

"Good boy, good boy.." Cassie praised, pushing her left cheek against Scarface's nose.
"Uhhhnn...I don't feel so good.." Scarface wheezed, as he fell back on the mattress, gripping his chest. Cassie, taking this as a good time to pick herself off Scarface, got up and walked back to the chair where all her clothes were. Taking her thong first, Scarface watched as she began to get dressed.

"What are you doing? *COUGH* Call an ambulance!" Scarface begged, feeling himself getting light-headed.

"Hmm no, don't think I will." Cassie lazily replied, as she pulled her pants up and began putting on her halter-top.

"What..what're you..." Cassie, now fully-clothed walked back to the grimacing Scarface, and reached her hand into his pocket, pulling out the $1000 he had won earlier.

"ohh, nothing personal honey, just all in a day's work" Cassie said, feigning a sad face as she seperated Scarface from him money. Scarface, now having trouble moving, began breathing harder. At this, Cassie took her leave and opened the door, but not before turning around to wave at Scarface one more time.

"Bye, baby."

Cassie then closed the door behind her, leaving Scarface to his fate.
Back at the bar, Deedra and Shane are sitting on their stools, babysitting their beers when Cassie walks in as before, with her hair a bit ruffled.
Deedra: "Cass! we were starting to get worried!"
Cassie: " Haha, thanks Deedra, but I had things under control. Fellas?"
Cassie then turns and hands the nerds their $1000 they'd lost earlier from Scarface.
"Be careful next time, this didn't come easy."

Nerd: "Thank you Miss, we won't" Cassie nodded in acknowledgement.

Cassie: "Alright girls, let's get out of here. Oh, but can we make a quick stop at the pharmacy? I need to pick up some medication." Cassie walks off towards the door as Deedra and Shane look at each other and roll their eyes.
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"Ok, told you the story, put the vase back please."
Tyler, absolutely speechless at what he'd just heard, lost his grip on the vase as it fell to the ground. Just then, Tyler's dad Joseph walked in...

"Tyler? what happened?" Joseph asked, seeing the smashed vase on the floor his son was standing in front of.

"I'm sorry I..have to go be alone" Tyler said, as he ran up the spiral staircase towards the bathroom, stopping half-way to get a good look at Cassie.
Cassie, seeing this threw Tyler a wink, causing him to blush, and run the rest of the
way, slamming the door to the bathroom behind him.
"Now, what was all that about?" Jospeh asked, confused by what he just saw.
"Oh, completely harmless, wanted to know about the vase and dropped it. Boys will be boys."
Joseph tucked his head and laughed at this. "Yeah I guess they will."

"*AHEM* Say, Joseph, have I ever showed you our pool table?"
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