They lose their exit strategy

"Oh, Ooh yes! Aahh." Felicia moaned trying not to be too loud. They were in the middle of a heist after all, but it was hard to stay calm with Peter's tongue so deep in her pussy. "Rawr," she purred eliciting a laugh from her lover sandwiched between her thighs. It had been a wild few days from the costumed adventures Black Cat and Spiderman. After Cat's attempt to steal an experimental chemical from Alchemax from fouled by Spiderman they both found themselves infected and no longer able to wear clothes without them disintegrating off their bodies. Now unless they could find a cure they would be left perpetually naked for the next few years! It wasn't all bad, however. Not only had the embarrassing experience rekindled their romantic relationship but now, in order for Spider to get the ingredients he needed to make a cure, Felicia got pull some heists with him. It was a dream come true for the cat burglar.

Which is why she probably should have known better. The Black Cat was a career criminal. She knew screwing around like this on the job was a recipe for disaster. But Felicia didn't care. Running around naked with her muscular lover boy, having their bare bodies grind up against one another, who could blame either of them for needing a little sexual release. And Peter knew how to give it. Tears welled up in the Cat's eyes as she grabbed her loved brown hair like the reigns of a horse.

"I'm Cum-ming," She whispered proudly as she approached climax. For a moment everything in her life felt perfect.

"I've told you the time and time again inform me of any new deliveries when they arrive." A shrill voice said as the door to the storage room swung open.

Peter and Felicia froze. No one was supposed to enter the storage room at this time! They had at least thirty minutes until shift change when the incoming dockworkers discovered orders to retrieve their crate and send it back with them and the chemical in it.

"I'm sorry Ma'am." A nervous voice replied. "It's just well no one could find you."

"Don't give me that crap." She replied as they walking through the storage room, her executive heels making loud clomps with each step. "You bums just didn't want to deal with the extra paperwork. Well guess what before this is done, I'll make sure you're drowning in it!"

The naked thieves grimaced silently. This woman had discovered their scheme and now they were on the verge of getting busted. Their only blessing was their choice not to bang right in the middle of the room where they would have been spotted immediately. Instead, they were tucked away in the corner behind a few shelves. Outside of anyone's line of sight but not unnoticeable if anyone looked even a little bit.

'And we'll just have to hope no one does.' Black Cat squealed in her own mind. Her face was red, and her muscles clenched. She hadn't managed to come yet. Both her and Spidey knew she wouldn't be able to resist calling out after building up this much to an orgasm. So, they remained still. Painfully still. Peter's tongue still lodged in Felicia's kootch as they listened and hoped the Roxxon executive and her lackies would leave in a hurry after examining the crate.

"How do you open this thing?" The executive said kicking the crate. "Does it have a latch or something?"

"It's one of our biometric crates ma'am." A worker answered. "You should be in the system."

The pissed off executive leaned down and placed her finger on the lock for a few second only for it to flash red and emit a buzz of rejection.

"It's not working" she said condescendingly.

"Maybe you don't have clearance?"

"I'm the director of the floor! If I don't have clearance no one does." She barked. Then she sighed and pushed up her glasses so she could pinch the bridge of her nose. "Just tell me how long it would take the techs to get this open.

"Based on the make." The worker said examining the box. "A few days."

"Are you serious! Gawd this is going to be so much paperwork."

'Just leave already,' Felicia thought her legs beginning to buckle and even the smallest movements inched her and Peter closer to climax, 'You know it's not worth the haste just leave it and go.'

"You know what," the executive sighed, "screw don't catalog it just send it along. I don't need the higher ups breathing down my necks on this."

"So, you want us to ignore it end send it off as intended." the worker asked.

"No, send it now," the executive commanded. "I don't want to deal with it a second longer."

Peter gasped and almost yelled out if Felicia's thighs hadn't pinned his jaw in place. The Roxxon employees still heard something however and turned their heads in the couple's direction. The Cat gritted her teeth and slapped a hand over her own mouth as Peter's panicked gasp had vibrated his tongue and now she was on the verge of finishing. She knew revealing themselves now would only make this situation even more **** but that didn't mean she was any less horrified than he was.

"What was that," one of the workers ask as he began to approach our heroes. Felicia's heart was just about to burst out of her chest as she saw the worker approach until he was right on the other side of the shelf. All he had to do was look down and he would see the naked thieves fucking right under his nose. Fortunately, it never came to that.

"It sounded like not my problem." The executive said sarcastically. "Now get over here and help the other idiots carry this overgrown paperweight back to the loading dock. Am I clear."

"Yes ma'am," the worker relented returning to help the others to lift the container. The heavy crate groaned as the workers lifted it and heading for the door the executive's heels clicking sharply against the concrete as she strode behind them. Felicia felt tears gathering in her eyes she could feel in. The precum spilling out of Peter's pecker. Spidey gridded his teeth trying to hold out just a few seconds longer. The workers grunted under the weight of the container, their footsteps retreating in uneven shuffles. The door creaked open—then slammed shut with a metallic clang.

Silence.

"Ooohaaaaah!" Felicia screamed out in orgasm, sparkling liquid pouring from her legs in pleasure as Peter finally pulled his tongue out of her pussy.

Felicia’s grip on Peter’s hair loosened as she exhaled in a shuddering gasp. "Oh God," she hissed, her thighs. "That was....Oh God."

The couple feel simultaneously collapsed to the ground to tired too move.

"This is bad. This is so bad." Peter moaned. "Please tell me you have a plan B."

Felicia said nothing and simply panted, practically gasping for breath while laying on the floor. Peter turned to look at her, try and read her expression but her face was hidden behind hair.

"F-Felicia," Peter said starting to panic. "I need you right now. We've lost our exit. We're stuck in Roxxon HQ. Naked! You're the master thieve. What are we do now.

"S-spider," Felicia said between breaths. She turned her head towards him allowing gravity to push the hair from her face and reveal to Peter her terrified expression. "We. Are. Fucked!"