Secret Agent Soniya Thakur – Chapter 1

Hello friends, my name is Soniya and since this is my first story, I don’t wish to tell where I am from. I used to read a lot of erotic stories in ISS and thought of writing something by myself for others to read.

I like thriller and suspense stories so thought of writing something erotic on that basis. My story is a collaboration with Akash Kumar, the author of ‘Kumar Apartment’ series, so it will be posted under his pen name, as he is helping me in the editing and creation of the story line.

The main character of my story is Soniya Thakur who is an undercover secret agent.

Hearing the morning alarm, I got up with a severe headache. I had a great Sunday weekend with my friends with booze and gossip last night. I got out of my bed struggling with the pain in my head and went to open the window curtains for the sun rays to fall in my darkened room.

Refreshing myself while the sun’s rays fell on my face, my hands brushed my hair. And as it went down, I noticed that I was wearing only tiny shorts and was exposing myself to anyone out there. But, thinking anyone could see my nude boobs, I was feeling a bit naughty too.

In trying to hide my nude breasts, my hands started fondling my boobs as I walked towards my dressing table and started admiring myself in it.

27-year-old, height 5’6″, 34 D breast, 30 waist and 34 hips, a perfect curve an artist can draw on a canvas. My black hair which was all messed up by my sleep.

I just winked and told myself that I was a sexy, hot bitch. As I was fondling my breast and playing with my nipples, the phone rang which brought me back to reality.

I knew that ringtone. Uff! That was my chief officer. I thought to myself if every day could be a Sunday like yesterday. But no, I might be the naughtiest and jolliest girl Soni (my friends call me ‘Soni’), but for the rest of the world and to my nation, I was an Undercover Secret Agent Soniya Thakur IAS. Encouraging myself with these thoughts, I picked the call.

Me: Hello, Sir.

Pranav Mishra (my chief officer): Hello Soniya. Good Morning. Just woke up? Right?

Me: Sir! How do you do this every time? Sometimes I do think you have placed some hidden cameras in my house.

Pranav: Ha… ha.. ha! Nothing like that, it’s just my experience and your cozy voice.

Me: Hmm! Okkkk!

Pranav: Enough of pet talks, get ready, and reach the office soon.

Me: Anything special, sir?

Pranav: Yes! Don’t be late, bye.

He cut the call immediately; it only happens that he doesn’t talk much about the work when the work is very highly classified. We all officers were trained not to use our personal phones to make work-related calls. It was a protocol that we have to follow because if we officers were smart, then our enemies were dead smart.

I ran to the washroom and finished off my bath and other works as well. I fingered and pleasured myself for a few minutes as well remembering my office crush. I then wore a sky blue shirt, pleated secretary skirt, and on top a matching coat to my navy skirt, and a new pair of black mesh stockings with 4-inch high heels.

I admired myself in the mirror and put some lip gloss on my sexy lips. I was all set to burn the world. I took my bag putting some cash and my service gun in it, and made my way out. Just as I was rushing by the hallway of our building, I met my beautiful cute aunty walking with her stick towards me.

Maadhvi aunty: Soni dear, why are you in such a rush?

Maadhvi aunty was around 75 years and seeing her, anyone would remember their grandmother. For us girls, a grandmother is the sweetest thing we could ever have in our childhood.

Me: Office… I mean a meeting with a client, so I was just in a hurry.

Maadhvi aunty: Ok..ok! But don’t rush in that stupid high heels; you might accidentally get a bad cramp, dear.

Her words were always garnished with love and care and on top, her beautiful smile with no teeth was my lucky charm for the day.

Me: Ha.. ha.. ha! No aunty, don’t worry, I’m used to it. Bye! Talk to you later.

I got a message on my phone and it was a drop place. I booked my cab and went to the given drop place.

As I was an undercover agent and I have to keep up a low profile in my personal life, I was not allowed to take any cab direct to the IB office. The cab reached the location. I got down and started walking till the cab went out of my sight and then immediately a message came to my phone.

Message: Black 1097, straight right.

That means to walk straight and turn first right and get in the black car with the last four digits 1097. As instructed, I made myself to the allotted car, got in, and soon I was at the Mumbai IB Office building. I greeted my office colleague officers and walked straight towards Pranav sir’s cabin.

Me: May I come in, sir?

Pranav: No!

With a fake sad puppy face, I said: “Why?”

Pranav sir had no other option other than laughing at my puppy face and said: “Ha.. ha.. ha! Because you are late again. Come in.”

Me: Uff sir, just got late in the bath.

Pranav: Then let me help you in that from tomorrow, I will get it done quick.

Me: Come on, sir!

Pranav: Ha… ha.. ha! Please sit, Soniya. I was just kidding, Don’t mind.

There was no doubt that Pranav sir was one of the cheesy flirts on earth. He never spared a single chance to hit on a beautiful hot girl like me. I thought to be a little playful as well. I bent myself on the table so that he had a clear vision of my cleavage from my shirt as I never used to button my top buttons.

I bit my lower lip and said: “By the way that won’t work sir, cause if you come to bathe me, it will get even longer”.

Pranav: Ha.. ha.. ha! You are a cunning rascal, Soniya.

I winked and said: “Obviously sir, I accept who I am.”

He produced a folder, gave it to me, and said: “Just show that in this project as well”.

I took the folder from him and went over some papers and a photograph of a dead man with a gunshot mark on his forehead and then closed the folder and said: “Hmmmm!”

Pranav: What do you mean.. hmmm? Go through the documents as well.

I got up from my chair, opened my coat button, and sat on the table crossing my legs; this gave him a very clear view of my sexy thighs covered in my stockings.

His eyes were oscillating between my face and legs and to get him back, I started talking: Ravi Chourasiya, a gangster from G company, he’s also known as Ravi Billa. Convict of 4 murders and 2 kidnapping cases. 2 days ago, he was found dead near Khandala.

But the crime spot doesn’t show any evidence of any gang war. No other evidence of any kind of struggle or any gunfire except one on his head. As if the person who shot him was not exactly his enemy.

Pranav: Wow! Impressive, Soniya!

Me: You aren’t the only one who is dead smart to tell what I am doing at my home at any point in time.

Pranav: Wonderful, I have no regrets about giving this case to you.

Me: “Hmmm… that means she was behind this case too, right?”

That ‘she’ was none other than agent Kaamini. A bitch from hell, a whore, and a definite man-eater. She was a real pain in my ass sometimes, but yeah I am too, a pain in her ass more often.

Pranav: I can never understand what is wrong between you two girls. Two seas can meet but not 2 women. I waved my hand in the air to ignore her thoughts away and said: “Ok, whatever; it doesn’t look like a normal case. It’s a normal murder case that has to be under the local police but it came to us. That means it is not just about his murder.”

Pranav: Yes! The night Ravi Billa was shot dead, the same morning his 3 bank account had a transaction worth 40 crores.

Me: Oh… Poor guy didn’t even live a full day with his riches.

Pranav: Jokes apart Soniya, jokes apart. By the way, he didn’t even live 5 hours of his life after the money started filling up in his account. That morning around 11 of his accounts were getting random payments in small amounts.

But the money was getting withdrawn from his account from different ATMs and other branches of his bank. Money kept falling and withdrawn so the bank was least bothered to put an inquiry on it as they never thought these small amounts were going to count to a huge amount.

Me: Okkk… Now that’s weird.

Pranav: Don’t think this case is going towards any kidnapping.

Me: Not a chance, it can’t be a kidnapping, not even a fool will try a bank transaction to get any kidnapping ransom.

Pranav: And to note, all the money came from foreign countries like China, Afghanistan, etc.

Me: Oh, I see! Counter-terrorism?

Pranav: Hmmm… May be, probabilities are more. That’s the reason this case was handed to us by the central ministry. Are you ready to take this case?

Me: Don’t ask, just give it. Can’t leave such a case that can give possible risk to my nation.

Pranav: Patriotic! Just like your father.

My dad was an IB (Intelligence Bureau) officer who led his life serving his nation.

Me: Yes sir.

My dad’s memory jolted me and as soon as I felt a glitter of a tear in my eyes I changed the topic and said, “Any lead sir?”

Pranav: Yes! Sameer Waliya.

Me: Hmmm!

Pranav: Definitely you would know about him, right?

Me: Yeah! He’s the son of Milan Waliya, producer of B grade movies and also the owner of Waliya industries.

Pranav: Yes. We have also got this information from our intelligence that….

I didn’t let him finish and said, “Most of the funding for G company is handled by Waliya trusts.”

Pranav: Good… Then you should know that Ravi Billa was recently Sameer Waliya’s personal bodyguard and driver.

Me: Yes… 3 years ago, Sameer Waliya was drunk and driving and he ran over a traffic police cop, later Ravi Billa showed up in the court, surrendering himself saying it was he who was driving and not Sameer. Sameer Waliya was relieved from all charges then and there.

Pranav: Yes….

Me: Ravi Billa was in prison for 2 years. Milan Waliya paid a good amount to get Ravi’s 7 years imprisonment down to 2 years. After his release, Ravi became a very special person to Sameer Waliya, more than a driver or bodyguard he was now a close friend of Sameer Waliya. Ravi was often found to make a nuisance in most of the clubs and high profile parties with Sameer. A few FIRs were reported on Ravi but nothing happened.

Pranav: I think you aren’t going to let me say anything, Soniya.

I giggled and said: “Ha.. ha.. ha! Sorry, sorry sir, now you proceed, please.”

Pranav: I think there is something that you don’t know.

Me: And what’s that?

Pranav: For the past one week, things were not going that smooth between Sameer Waliya and Ravi Billa, we got this information from a person from G Company.

Me: Mmm…Hmmm! Suddenly a crack in the strong wall of friendship?

Pranav: Yes… May be because of this money thing or any other consignment, we don’t have any lead on that yet.

Me: Ok then sir, I will make my move on Sameer Waliya as a lead.

Pranav: Yes sure… But be careful. The fact that this case is now in our hands is classified information. Neither the police department nor any press media know about it. If Sameer or Milan Waliya comes to know about it, one more Ravi Billa will be produced in the court and this case will be closed forever.

Me: Hmmm….. An undercover operation?

Pranav: Yes!

I raised my fist in the air and said, “Oh yeah!!! I love Under Cover! By the way, where is my partner?”

Pranav: Ha.. ha.. ha! He will be back from Delhi this afternoon.

Ajay, my office crush – a handsome hunk but always a prude towards me as well. I don’t know why he is so shy to me; sometimes he even gets so nervous just if I touch his hand accidentally.

But honestly, as much as a prude he acts with me, as hard devilish he is to the criminals. 6 ft tall, fair complexion, gym body, and a smart and cute face like singer Atif Aslam. Hmmmmm… So many nights I have fingered my pussy and asshole hard thinking of him.

So many nights I have ground my pillow between my legs thinking of his muscular body. But damn, he never shows any interest in me. Sometimes he acts as if I am going to eat him up, or maybe I will if I get him alone in my bed.

Pranav: Hello! Are you still here?

Pranav sir’s words intruded my intimate thoughts and brought me back to my senses. But I was unable to hide the blush on my face seeing which he continued, “I know you like him, but don’t forget the protocols. No agents can indulge in any sort of personal relationship. You know it right?”

Me: Offo… You think a lot sir, I was just thinking about the case and about Sameer Waliya.

Pranav sir started laughing and said, “Yeah yeah! I know it very well what you were thinking, by the way, Sameer Waliya isn’t that bad looking. He never used to go home with the same girl that he went the previous night from the clubs”.

Me: Ok ok! Jokes apart… anything else sir?

Pranav: No, you can leave now, all the best for the case.

I got down from the table saying thanks to him and went out of his cabin, with the file and a happy face. But my smile didn’t last for long as I saw Kaamini just standing in front of me in the lobby.

Kaamini with a fucked up face says, “So, you got the new case.”

Me: Yes, as always.

Kaamini: What did you offer the chief today? Your fucked and cum filled swollen asshole?

Me: What do you mean, bitch?

Kaamini: One more time, you call me that and people here will be solving your murder case Soniya.

Me: Oohuhuhu… I am scared, am shivering, see.

Kaamini: Don’t be in the illusion that no one here knows how dirty you play to get your cases solved.

Me: Ok whatever. At least I do get a case to solve, Kaamini. Some people here don’t even get a single case in a year. Waste of nation’s money paying such people here.

I was able to see how red Kaamini’s face has become, definitely one more word from me and she might have scratched my beautiful face with her sharp nails. Angry kitty… Meooowwww! I did not want that to happen so I just waved the folder to fan my face and walked past her to reach my office cabin.

As I sat down in my cabin, I went through the folder. It contained photographs of Sameer Waliya, Milan Waliya, and some other case-related criminals. Definitely, Pranav sir was right, Sameer Waliya does look smart as rich as he is.

He looked somewhat like Bollywood actor Sidharth Malhotra. Money and a good face, no wonder he is capable of taking a new girl to his place every night. But indeed his interest in woman was something going to give me easy access to him. Suddenly the intercom on my table rang up, it was Pranav sir.

Me: Yes sir…

Pranav: Are you going to wait for Ajay or are you planning to proceed with the case on your own till he shows up?

Me: Hmmm… He will be back by this afternoon, so I think I will wait for him.

Pranav: He called me up, his work is not yet finished in the central, so I asked him to finish it off and be back by tomorrow.

Me: Hmmm… Ok….

See, this is what… Bloody fuck… He called up Pranav sir, but not me… I am his partner… and he informs Pranav sir. Ok, I agree don’t call me and say “I love you and I want to fuck you hard” but at least he can inform me about his schedule. Huh. Such an ass he is.

Pranav: Hello!!!!!!

Me: Oh! Yes, sir.

Pranav: And one more thing. Sameer Waliya is going to visit Club 21 tonight.

Me: Ok… That means I have no time to wait for my partner.

I said this with a wave of anger inside me. Go to hell, Ajay. Huh!

Pranav: Yes, and Ravi Billa was Sameer’s first and last Bodyguard whom he allowed being with him in the clubs. So now your route is clear. You can’t get Sameer Waliya better than this in any other way.

Me: I know sir, I am on it.

Pranav: And yeah, before you reach home, do go for a shopping in the XXX Club-wear (that’s a clothing showroom), get something good, and killing to hunt your prey.

My face glowed with cheer… A free shopping on government expense, what else I want in this job… Sorry to the taxpayers but what can I do, I am a woman and shopping… You guys know, right?

I took the folder and made my move out of my cabin. While leaving, I just had a look at Kaamini. Damn, I guess she really wants to kill me. I just ignored her and left off.

Same way as I came to the office, I took a car from the office to my location, and then from there, I took a cab to the XXX Club-wear showroom. I enjoyed my time doing the shopping, showed my way back home, had something for lunch, and dropped myself on the bed for a good sleep.

By around 6 pm, I got up and went for a shower and got myself fresh for the evening with Mr. Sameer Waliya. Not yet decided if he wants to be with me but I know how to get guys on my track.

I wore the dress that I bought, a sexy crisscross backless red body-hugging mini dress. It’s short enough to just end at the very beginning of my sexy thighs and with a wide neck and open back that shows I am not wearing any bra inside. Now, it was the time, lets light the Club 21 on fire.

To be continued.

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