Lauren Adams was having trouble sleeping. She clambered out of her bed and grabbed some clothes, a towel, and her swimming costume. She stepped out into the corridor, closing the door lightly behind her so she didn't wake up the other agents on the 8th floor. She pinged the button for the lift and waited, jangling her towel nervously. She stepped into the lift and the doors started to close but when there was only just an inch of light visible through the doors, Lauren thought she saw the her friend Rat's door open, but then the lift closed and started going downwards.
Lauren got out at the ground floor and, after a quick glance up the stairway to make sure Rat wasn't playing one of his trick on her, she headed off towards the pool complex. She peeked into the first pool- the learners pool, and saw Bruce swimming lengths on his own. The next door was the theme pool, with slides and fountains in it. The lights flickered on automatically as she entered, and Lauren was satisfied she was alone. She slipped into a changing room and slid off her cherub uniform and combat boots. she pulled on her red bikini, tying it in a bow at the back and admiring he slender hips and legs against the scarlet bikini bottom. She slid gracefully into the pool and swam a few lengths before nestling into a floating foam ring in the centre of the pool. Lauren closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of the water lapping at her feet. She must have had her eyes closed for a few minutes because when she opened them, she was staring into Rat's hazel eyes and mischevious grin. "oy!" she exclaimed, startled. "how'd you know I was here?" Rat's grin deepened "followed you." he replied. Lauren acted dissaproving, but she couldn't stop a smile creeping onto her lips. "Did I ever tell you how absolutley stunning you look?" asked Rat. Lauren sat up and blinked. She was in a pool, at one in the morning, wearing just a bikini, and here was Rat, telling her she looked beautiful she was. How could this be happening? She looked at Rat again, and noticed that he was only wearing his boxers. And then something startled her even more- "Rat," she murmered, gesturing at his boxers. "oh God!" He said "Lauren I'm so sorry. It must have been the shock... of the water... it's quite cold." He blushed as red as Lauren's bikini and smiled nervously. "It's OK Rat, it's not your fault! We're mates, aren't we? There's no way I'd tell anyone you followed me in the middle of the night and got an errection whilst in the pool with me!" joked Lauren. "Oh my god, you can't! I'd never hear the end of it..."
They stayed there a while, eyes closed. "I'm glad you're here, Rat." Said Lauren eventually. "I've been thinking lately... I think I really like you... you know, more than a friend." "You have no idea how happy that makes me."murmered Rat. Lauren opened her eyes and saw Rats only centimeters from her own. She smiled and he lent forward to kiss her.
Lauren's lips were soft and sweet. They started gently, moving their heads at a slow, steady rythym. Then Lauren's tounge darted out and licked his bottom lip nervously. He opened and their tongues swirled together. The kiss became passionate and Rat slid his hands under Lauren's back and lifted her off the float so she was pressed close against him. Lauren lifted up her legs and wrapped them around his waist; the feeling of her against his erection sent shivers of pleasure up his spine and he gasped- the thin layer of fabric was doing little to conceal how hard he was. And he was harder than he'd ever been before, his whole body yearning for Lauren. As she leaned in for another kiss, he noticed just how lovely her boobs were. Lauren saw him looking and guided his hands up her back, to the string of her bikini. As his hands shook and fought with the string bow, Lauren pulled away. Rat couldn't conceal his dissapointment, thinking he'd lost her for good. Lauren laughed at his puppy dog look "No, I don't want to stop either. But anyone could walk in here. We need to go somewhere more private." Rat grinned again and looked around quickly. "Where?" He asked anxiously. "How about your bed?" Lauren grinned seductively.
Lauren and Rat emerged from the lift 10 minutes later, clothes back on and holding hands. Lauren stopped at her door and said "I just need to check something, I'll be 5 mins max." Rat left her and strolled down the corridor to his room, grinning uncontrollably about what had just happened, and what could happen in the next hour if Lauren let him take of her bra... His thoughts were rudely interrupted by Meryl Spencer, his handler. "Rathbone! What on earth are you doing out of bed this late? Never mind. I don't want to know. Anyway, it's good I met you, I've got a mission for you. A big one. It should only take a week or so, but you have to leave now, so get your butt over to the mission control builing if you're coming, or I might have to punish you for being up so late." Meryl walked off, and Rat cursed his luck, but he'd not been on a big mission before, only a standard airport security check. He dashed into his room and squirted a blast of deoderent under his pitts, before texting Lauren appologising and sending about 20 xs. Then he dashed down to the mission prep building, scanning his retina to be clicked through the door.