The stranger appeared

Time frozen, you speed to the location at exactly midnight. You spot the unmistakably toned ass that belonged to the agent you had invited here. You admire her body from behind, taking in her shape and feeling something starting to happen in your nether regions. Before it got too out of hand, you decided to get to business.

"Never thought you'd make it.", Eva heard a voice from behind.

She let out a surprised yelp, although she suppressed it quickly. How had the stranger sneaked up behind her? She had been surveying all approaches, and she was looked in that direction only a few seconds ago.

"D-don't move!", she said, turning around.

"I just want to talk.", you reply, raising your hands to show that you were unarmed. And it was true, you had no ulterior motives - all you wanted was some information about her organization so you could get some answers.

She stood speechless for a few moments, giving you time to admire her body in the dim light. She seemed to be wearing a very tight bodysuit that hid absolutely nothing. The generous amount of cameltoe was hard to ignore, and her taut stomach and erect nipples made it very hard to stay focused. For someone confident enough to wear her suit, she seemed strangely **** in this moment, a fact which only made her even more enticing. It took all your willpower to not freeze time and bend her over right this moment. Oh, the things you would do...

Eva was bracing herself, almost as if she expected something like last time to happen. When it didn't, she shook herself and looked at her target, who seemed somewhat distracted.

She followed their gaze and turned red when she realized what was distracting them. She wanted to bring her hands to cover herself, but **** herself not to. No, this was the perfect opportunity to let them ogle her and use this distraction her advantage!

She looked to where she had deployed the trap, and realized it was set to a couple of feet in front of her target. Thanks to her suit, she could adjust the aim using hand gestures - the only important thing being to make sure her target didn't catch wind of what she was doing.

She clasped her hands behind her back, moving them out of sight, which also had the effect of pushing out her chest.

"Do you like what I'm wearing?", she asked, biting her lip.

From the stranger's expression, she could tell that the question had caught them off guard. Which was perfect, because the split second was all that she needed.

She snapped her fingers, and the trap was deployed.