The Subject - a Norman Reedus story

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Alex

July 2017

'We need the subject captured in a compromising position. Sex is not required but needs to know they wanted it. Led to be staying in San Diego from Thursday to Sunday morning.'

I'm sitting looking at the email for my next job, and I highly doubt that I can do this the subject will have security it's to be a given but that's never stopped me before. I checked into the hotel the subject is staying at is very nice I think I could deal with four nights here. I unpacked and decided on hitting the pool especially when I overheard when I was checking in that they were here and that the girls talking thought he was dreamy. Considering my target yeah he isn't bad on the eyes but I doubt he'd be interested in me.

***he's in room 320***

Okay, that means he is overlooking the pool so the pool is perfect. I changed into a tiny deep green bikini, grabbed my phone and a towel, and headed to the pool. I looked around there wasn't anyone of interest here but I looked up and saw my target he was standing on his balcony with another man they were talking, I choose a seat so I could get a view of what was happening but was pretending not to look I've learned that since my first job when I had the subjects huge bodyguard warned me to back off, funny enough the subject asked me to meet him later and we ended up in bed that night.

I pretend that I'm just relaxing but I'm not, I'm watching my subject smoking, man I don't like smokers but beggars can't be choosers right. I'm reading one of many fan stories I'm reading on game of thrones, I love that show. I'm feeling hot and flustered so much so I decide to unconsciously move the bottoms against my swampy lips. I was feeling the sun beat down on my skin and I wasn't surprised when I heard the following.

"Ma'am I was wondering if you would like to join my boss for drinks tonight later this evening."

"Well depends on who your boss is?"

"You'll meet him later. He works for AMC."

"I guess so. Time, place?"

The man gave me the information and left, I hoped it was my subject, Norman Reedus.

Norman

Comic-con weekend, I always love this time of the year. I'm 'technically' a free agent except for my friends with benefits set up I have with Diane, I mean technically we are together but not fully she comes when I call, fucks me, and leaves and the only thing I have to do is reply to texts so many texts and like and comment on her shit on Instagram. After trying to avoid people on the plane to San Diego with Greg we arrived at the hotel we usually stay at, we were relaxing before I had to head to Conan for a skit, I was enjoying the sun and the view, as I walked to the railing and look down on the pool I started to get an erection looking at a curvaceous brunette sunning herself damn nice 36C boobs at least fuck I miss some big boobs.

"What you doing Reedus?"

"Just taking in the view." As Greg walks over to me and looks at what I'm seeing.

"Well, here you go, get this into you. Well, I can see why you would be enjoying the view."

"What do you think ask her to join us I'm sure she's up for anything looking at those tits."

"Be careful Reedus, you want me to get our guy to tell her to meet with us later, you sure your friend won't mind?"

"Diane what she won't know won't hurt her. Yeah, ask her to come join us." I take a mouthful of wine and am contemplating where my life is, as I watch what must be one of our security guards comes up to the woman and talks to her. I watch as she sits up her breasts bounce a little, and he wiggles at the sight, well I think I know what I am doing this weekend. He hands her a piece of paper, I finished my smoke and step inside.