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Chapter 7 by supman supman

How does Max get of her jam?

Seduction.

"Hey! Don't move!" the guard yelled, quickly dropping his dick and replacing it with his firearm. Pointing it squarely at a now crouching Max. Fuck! What was she going to do now. "Stand up slowly."

Following his command Max slowly stood. Even hidden behind his visor she could still see his eyes as they slowly ran down her body. She was drenched, partly from sweat, partly from the early dew that covered all of the foilage that she had just spend the lasts ten minutes running through. She watched as his eyes lingered on her chest. The shirt she was wearing, soaked with sweat clung to her every curve leaving nothing to the imagination. Max wasn't surprised as he leered at her. Guys did it all th time but the way his eyes lingered, the way he shifted uncomfortably as he took in the rest of her body told Max that she had a way out.

Disgusted as it made her, she would be stupid not to use her sexuality as an advantage. She parted her lips, and increased her breathing as if she was out of breath. Pushing her chest out more as she inhaled, her shirt stretching tightly around her breasts, her hard nipples pushing against the fabric as if begging to be freed.

"Um.. ahem" the guard cleared his throat nervously, her heavy breathing not lost on him. A small victory for Max, but she didn't have time to waste.

Giving him her best smile she approached him slowly. "Why don't you put the gun down, I'm not gonna try anything." she began. "Nobody knows we're out here... nobody will ever know you let me go, all you gotta do is look the other way and... and I'll make it worth your while." she said, licking her lips, her eyes glancing down at his growing arousal. She dared to move even closer still, her hand trailed down her chest, lightly tracing her breast, then over her flat stomach to the button of her jeans. "Mmm" she moaned as she popped open the button, biting her lip looking at him seductively, she took another step closer, almost within reach of the pistol that was still pointed at her. The guard couldn't help looking at her perfect body as she slowly swayed towards him. Only one more step and she would easily be able to disarm the distracted man.

Does the guard fall for it?

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