msmarvelousno1
Planetoid
- Joined
- Jan 14, 2009
Natasha Romanoff, aka the Black Widow, was in the training room twenty-four aboard the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier. She was dressed in her usual leather uniform -- black, tight and hugging her voluptuous curves that left nothing to the imagination. Short curly red hair framed a beautiful face and it was easy to see why most of the men often fantasized about the russian beauty.
Maria Hill was the other woman that had always caught the men's attention. She was Fury's second in command and like Natasha usually left the men's tounges wagging when she walked into the room.Agent Hill was taller and more statuesque than the Black Widow, but was just as pretty with her dark brown hair that reached her shoulders. Her breasts were smaller than Natasha's but she more than made up for thanks to her dancer legs and teenaged ass.
As she walked in the room Natasha couldn't help but admire the beauty herself. She was wearing the tightest fitting pair of blue spandex shorts she had ever seen and the tight fitting black sports bra didn't help matters either. Natasha could only wonder how the two of them were going to make it through this special training Nick Fury had ordered.
"Can you believe Fury Natasha, Maria said as she entered the room. What in the world is he thinking."
"About the saftey of the men Maria. It's not every day S.H.I.E.L.D agents are killed in such ways."
"Well if they would learn to keep it in their pants that would certainly help."
"It would I agree but as you know when a beautiful woman like you and I pay a man any attention the only thing they want to is get into our pants."
"That's what worries me about this training Natasha."
"Relax Maria I'm sure nothing will happen."
Maria Hill was the other woman that had always caught the men's attention. She was Fury's second in command and like Natasha usually left the men's tounges wagging when she walked into the room.Agent Hill was taller and more statuesque than the Black Widow, but was just as pretty with her dark brown hair that reached her shoulders. Her breasts were smaller than Natasha's but she more than made up for thanks to her dancer legs and teenaged ass.
As she walked in the room Natasha couldn't help but admire the beauty herself. She was wearing the tightest fitting pair of blue spandex shorts she had ever seen and the tight fitting black sports bra didn't help matters either. Natasha could only wonder how the two of them were going to make it through this special training Nick Fury had ordered.
"Can you believe Fury Natasha, Maria said as she entered the room. What in the world is he thinking."
"About the saftey of the men Maria. It's not every day S.H.I.E.L.D agents are killed in such ways."
"Well if they would learn to keep it in their pants that would certainly help."
"It would I agree but as you know when a beautiful woman like you and I pay a man any attention the only thing they want to is get into our pants."
"That's what worries me about this training Natasha."
"Relax Maria I'm sure nothing will happen."