To a place no visitors will come.

America resurfaced with a huge grin, she looked around, and quickly found Gwen leaning on one of the floaters. She had her arms crossed atop the foam object, and used them to support herself as she herself lazily floated in the water. America noticed how her position pushed Gwen's breasts more prominently, and she knew for a fact that it was done intentionally. The knowing smirk on her face and the sparkle of mischief in her blue eyes told her all she needed to know.

"You don't do anything subtle huh? It's all big and loud with you I guess."

America laughed at that, submerged herself so she could swim under the line of floaters, and came up close behind Gwen. As she did, she wrapped her arms around her and pressed herself against the blonde while she brought her face close to Gwen's. Feeling her breasts smush against Gwen's back, the soft yet firm skin and muscles under her hands sent a warm tingle straight down her spine into her core.

"Of course. Why live subtle and boring, when you can live loud and wild?"

Gwen managed to turn around in America's arm with an impressive display of agility. The closeness of their bodies and the fact that their breasts were now firmly pressed against each other was not lost on either woman. Gwen brought her mouth closer to America's and she instinctually opened her mouth in response. At the last moment, Gwen veered off towards her ear and her husky voice made America weak in the knees.

"I suppose. But I hope you're not as loud in all things, cause where we're going, you don't want to draw attention."

Gwen slipped out of America's arms and was already a few strokes away from the momentarily stunned woman before she could recover. Shaking her head to get her mind back out of whatever gutter Gwen had just sent her, she turned around and followed the swimming blonde. All the way, greatly enjoying the view of Gwen's body.

They quickly made their way across the pool, and through large double doors into the labyrinth of halls and corridors that made up the entire complex. The doors swung close behind them, and the loud rambunctious sounds from the main pool became muted and dull. An almost serene silence surrounded them, as the two women walked through the halls, their bare feet never making a sound. America could see signs pointing toward changing rooms, showers, saunas, and solaria. But Gwen ignored them all, and instead after checking their surroundings, pushed open a door that had a clear sign upon it; Restricted area, staff only.

Only raising an eyebrow at the blatant way Gwen ignored the sign, she followed nonetheless. They entered a large laundry room, where the staff could wash, and store the towels, bathrobes, and assorted other items that needed washing after use. A long rack filled with robes on hangers stood on one side, both ends disappearing into the wall towards a deeper part of the building. An oppressive heat filled the entire room, most likely from several industrial-sized dryers and washers.

She watched as Gwen did a quick walk-through of the room, to make sure nobody was there, before returning and standing in front of America.

"Well, is this secluded or private enough for your tastes? I think we got all the space and privacy we need over here."

America stepped closer to Gwen, and her eyes got a predatory shine.

"Oh, I think this is just perfect. The way you went straight for this room, almost as if you knew where to go. Makes a girl wonder if you planned this from the start."

Gwen took a small step back. Outward to tease America forward. But really to lure the dark-skinned woman away from the middle of the room. She saw the lust and desire burning in America's eyes, and knew she had her just where she wanted. She took another step back as her mission's target got closer, only to "accidentally" hit her back against the wall, right next to a door opening. Immediately, America was upon her, and she found herself caught in a fiery kiss.

America's lips were soft and warm and tasted slightly of chlorite from the pool. Gwen put a hand on the back of America's head and pulled her in while opening her mouth just a bit. America took the bait with all she had and eagerly pushed her tongue out. A short battle of tongues ensued as the two scantly clad women made out against the wall. Eventually, America was the first to break the kiss and pulled her head back just enough to see Gwen.

"So, how is that for a reward? Is that worth a cocktail?"

Gwen's response was simple and to the point.

"Shut up, and get back here."

She pulled America back in for another kiss, and she found the other woman all too willing to accommodate her. A minute or two passed and the only sound was the low hum of the dryers in the background, and if you were close enough, the wet smacking and soft pants of two young women passionately making out. Gwen lowered her hand from the back of America's head and said woman no longer needed any encouragement to keep doing what she was. Instead, she moved her hand down along her neck, across her shoulder, and closed around one of the dark-skinned woman's breasts. The material of America's bikini did little to obstruct the feeling Gwen got upon contact, and she playfully squeezed the soft flesh. America moaned against Gwen's lips and pulled away from their kiss.

"Looks like someone wants more than just a kiss. I didn't know that was part of the deal."

"I'm a greedy woman when I find something I want. Besides, I'm not hearing any objections."

America leaned in and began peppering Gwen's neck with small kisses. She went up along her jaw until she had reached Gwen's ear.

"Oh, I'm not going to object when a hot woman wants to have some fun with me. Just be ready to take as good as you give."

Gwen smiled, not that America could see it from where her face was. This was too easy. She was told during the briefing that Chavez was easy to lure in with sufficient sex appeal and teasing. But this was ridiculous. Still, never one to look a gift horse in the mouth, she allowed America to lavish her with small and passionate kisses. Occasionally, she would return to her lips, and yet another heated kiss would start. Gwen raised a hand, the one that had so far remained unused, and rested it on America's shoulder. Her fingers danced lightly across the light brown skin, tracing seemingly random patterns that had America squirm against her. But the pattern was far from random. She slowly and deliberately worked her way towards America's neck and the blue and red string that was tied behind it. She found the end of the knot, and in one smooth motion, pulled the end.

The knot came undone in seconds, and no longer being supported, the front of America's bikini top fell down, dangling just underneath her now bare breasts from the string still present. Gwen had a full view of America's perfectly shaped breasts. From the firm and round shape to the smooth skin, and the two hard nipples atop it. She reached out with her hands and began to rub and mould the naked flesh.

"Hmmm. Someone is eager for more I see. Well don't let me stop you, you're doing a damn fine job."

Gwen was about to do a lot more than just a fine job when a sharp tingling in the back of her mind caused her eyes to go wide. Thinking fast, she wrapped her arms around America and turned her entire body sideways. She rolled through the door opening they were standing next to and allowed the momentum to carry her until she slammed America's body against the wall. It was done so fast and sudden, that America didn't even have time to register what was happening, but she now found herself in the exact opposite position as just a few seconds ago. Now it was HER that was resting against the wall next to a door opening, with the lithe frame of Gwen pressed firmly against her.

"Hey, what was that MPHHH."

America's mouth was quickly covered by a slender hand, and she saw Gwen raise a finger against her lips.

A moment later, both women heard the telltale sound of the door opening, and two different voices drifted toward them.

"UGH, why do we have to get the clean laundry today? That was not on our roster."

"I know, I don't like it either, but let's just do it and be done with it. It shouldn't take more than a few minutes at most."

There was a myriad of sounds as a cart was being pushed somewhere, and the two employees began to load stuff into it. Holding perfectly still, Gwen and Americana looked at each other. First with fear of being caught. But as the seconds drew out, both women began to relax, feeling safe and secure in their impromptu hiding spot.

So safe, in fact, that Gwen leaned down, took America's hardened nipple in her mouth, and began to suck it. She was glad that she had the foresight to keep her hand over the other woman's mouth because a soft moan reverberated against her skin. Letting the little nub go, she got up and got close enough to America that they could feel each other's breath.

"Better be quiet now love. You don't want them to hear you? Hmm?"

America's eyes were wide for a split second before they god a glimmer of acceptance. She just nodded, and Gwen removed her hand from America's mouth. Now using both of her hands, Gwen began to fully tease America's breasts. She alternated between tracing sharp lines with her nails, to massaging them, she sucked on both nipples whenever she wanted, and even gave one a sharp pinch that made America gasp.

Standing up, Gwen leaned close against her lover/target, making sure their bodies touched each other as much as possible. She could see the lust smouldering in America's dark eyes, and she knew that there would be little objection to what she was going to do next. Just to be sure though, she pressed her lips against America's and initiated a deep long kiss. While America was distracted, and that was the only reason she did it, truly, she moved one of her hands from America's breast to between her legs. Stopping atop her bikini bottoms, she felt America tense for a brief moment, and as the two women locked eyes Gwen knew she had her.

She slipped her hand inside the flimsy piece of cloth, and her fingers quickly found America's slit. Not at all surprised by how wet it was, they had been going at it for quite some time now, she moved two of her fingers down across it. Spreading her wetness around over her fingers, she rested them for a second, to allow America to prepare. Before inserting them as far as she could into her pussy. America tensed against her and quickly grabbed Gwen's wrist. She began to guide Gwen into a comfortable tempo before Gwen used her free hand to in turn grab America's wrist. Quickly snatching the other one as well, she raised her hand so that America had both her hands raised above her head.

Gwen increased the speed a tiny bit, making the other woman gasp and moan ever so slightly. Both women knew that Gwen was nowhere strong enough to truly restrain America, and she could escape the blonde's grip whenever she wanted. But the fact that she didn't, told Gwen that she was just as much into this as she herself was. Perhaps this could be explored in more depth at a later time. For now, she had a task before her; making this strong and fucking sexy woman squirm as she finger fucked her to orgasm.

The minutes slowly went by as Gwen carefully worked America higher and higher. It became increasingly difficult for the dark-skinned woman to keep her voice down, and the periodic wisps of the conversation told them that the two employees were still busy with whatever it was they were doing.

And she tried to, she really did, but Gwen's fingers were just too good. They were so dextrous, finding several of her sweet spots, and then using them to make her squirm against her as she drove her almost insane with pleasure. She had wanted to wait out the conversation, so she could let loose as much as she wanted. But they took longer than she thought, and she truly couldn't hold it anymore. With a final thrust of Gwen's fingers, America gave up resisting and allowed the pleasure to take her away.

Her muscles tensed up for a brief moment, and she arched her back, thrusting her hips out to push Gwen's fingers deeper into her soaked pussy. A strained moan came from her mouth, and she was about to blow their cover with how hard she wanted to scream. Soft and warm lips captured her own, and her mouth was covered by Gwen's as she took America into a passionate kiss while her hand kept working her through her orgasm. She accidentally lost control over her strength and pulled her wrists free of Gwen's grip. Wrapping her arms around the slender blonde, she hugged her for all she was worth while her hips bucked and pleasure rolled through her in several powerful waves.

She breathed heavily as the euphoria began to subside, and she locked her eyes with Gwen's blue ones as her mind rebooted herself into something useable. Behind them, on the other side of the wall, they heard the conversation end, and with a resounding slam, the door closed behind the workers. Gwen let go of America and stepped back to give her some space. After a while, America felt recovered enough to speak again.

"Damn. That was... unique. I've never done it in such a situation before. But damn if the rush didn't turn me on."

Gwen laughed, and America got a fresh tingle between her legs from the sound.

"Yeah, I noticed. You were almost as wet as the pool we came from."

America had the decency to blush slightly at the way Gwen said it, but never one to be outdone, in anything, she quickly straightened up.

"Oh yeah, then let's see how well you do if the situation was reversed."

America pushed Gwen further back into the small room until Gwen's legs hit the sharp edge of a desk. Her legs folded under the **** of America's arms, and Gwen found herself sitting on the desk. Not at all bothered by the sudden change in dominance, she could play both sides if she wanted to, and America looked like the person who could do so as well. Allowing the other woman to take the lead for a while, she just went with it. She easily slipped her arms out of the straps of her one-piece swimsuit and closed her eyes to fully enjoy whatever America was going to do next.

Sure, she was here for a mission. But there was no reason why business and pleasure couldn't match. Especially if said pleasure would make any future business more smoothly. She ran her hands through America's dark hair, savouring the feeling while said woman used her mouth in a not-so-different way as she just did. America snatched her wrists, however, and using the cloth belt of a robe that was laying on the desk, tied her wrists together in a loose knot. It was not meant to hold her, this was all fun and games for now. And damn was she going to have some fun with this woman!

More thoughts were not really possible, as America had decided to use her mouth on her pussy.

"Oh yeah, fun indeed."