What do you mean?

"What do you mean?" you ask her.

Agent Carter pushes herself away from her desk and walks over to you.
She stops when she is close enough for you to drink in the scent of her perfume and smiles.

"Well,I really need you to keep my secret.If you were to tell anyone what I've been doing then they'd lock me up and that'd mean that both myself and Howard Stark would be put on trial as traitors.That wouldn't end well for either of us as I don't have anywhere near enough evidence to prove that he's been framed,so we'd be looking at 20 years minimum if we're lucky...if not then it'd be the chair"

As Agent Carter leans in close to you,placing her mouth next to your ear,you feel a hot flush of blood tear through your system and down into your groin.

"And I'd do ANYTHING to keep that from happening"

You try to swallow the lump that's suddenly appeared in your throat to no avail.

"Li..li..like what?" you manage to stammer.

"Oh I don't know" Agent Carter replies as she starts to caress your dick through your trousers with her right hand "But as I'm the only person working the night shift tonight I'm sure we can think of something"

Your cock starts to grow under her gentle embrace,getting harder and harder as she squeezes it and strokes it through the material.

"Oh my" she breaths softly as your manhood continues to enlarge "It seems we can come to some sort of agreement after all"

She looks you in the eyes,licking her lips,before lowering herself to her knees in front of you,your swollen member aching to burst free of it's captivity.
As her fingers run up and down the length of your shaft,she raises her left hand and starts to unbuckle your belt.

"Now let's see what's behind door number one" she winks up at you.