LEATHER AND DIAMONDS Natasha Black confidently strode through the front doors of the Union Trust Bank. Most male eyes immediately turned as the raven haired statuesque beauty made her way towards the center of the bank floor. Her eyes were obscured by her black sunglasses, but her ruby lips stood out in contrast to her creamy skin. Below the neck she wore a skin tight black leather body suit complete with gloves and knee high boots. Reaching down to her belt she pressed a button concealed on the buckle then smiled as she noticed the red LED's on the security cameras go dark. The codes worked the bank's security and surveillance system was now off. The previous night... Richard Simpson left the bank and 9pm as usually and climbed in to his Mercedes sedan to head out for dinner after another uneventful day at work. Richard was the manger of Union Trust bank's central branch. He was thirty-five and single having sacrificed much in his personal life for his work. He lived alone and generally stopped at local bar for dinner and a drink or two before heading home and getting ready to do it again the next day. His routine was boringly predictable, but tonight that routine was about to change. He arrived at the bar and took a seat at his usual table in the back corner. Richard was an introvert and preferred to keep to himself. He ordered his usually meal and sipped on his usual beer, it was the same as every other night. That was until he heard the words that snapped him out of his routine and sent his life spiraling. "Do you have a light?" Richard looked up in disbelief at the tall dark haired beauty standing over him. She held a short holder between her leather gloved fingers as she bent forward. Her ample breasts were barley contained within a low cut black leather top that seemed to flow into her matching mini skirt. Her shapely long legs were encased in black sheer stockings that disappeared into her thigh high leather boots which added another three inches to her five foot nine height. Richard was stunned that woman like this would even talk to him as he nervously fumbled with his lighter. Natasha brought the holder to her lips and leaned even closer offering a perfect view of her breast down the front of her top. Her perfume seemed to envelope Richard in a sweet vanilla cloud as he finally managed to the light her cigarette. Natasha inhaled and then blew a thin cloud of smoke into his face. "Thank you, darling." She purred taking a seat next him. She inhaled once again blowing another sweet smelling cloud into his face. Richard coughed and waved at the smoke not knowing what to do. He felt nervous, but found himself becoming strangely relaxed. The sent of smoke and her perfume seemed to mingle and surround him. "My name is Richard Simpson." he finally blurted out. "I know darling. You're the manager of a very large and important bank." She replied exhaling another steam of smoke directly into his face. "Yes, how did you..." "Shhhh. I'll ask the questions." She said putting a gloved finger to his lips. Somewhere in his head warning bells went off, but it was too late. "You see my dear man, my perfume and smoke combine to create a rather potent mind altering scent. The scent erodes my victim's will and leaves them powerless to resist me. Just breath deeply darling, there's no sense trying to resist me." She pulled a notepad and pen from her purse and placed it on the table in front of him. The note pad had several questions about the banks security system and procedures written on it. "Now be a dear and answer all thee little questions for me." She cooed sliding a bit closer and exhaling another dose of smoke into his face. When Richard was finished providing the information Natasha and her girls would need to rob his bank tomorrow she reviewed it and then smiled happily. "You did very well Richard. Now it's time for you take a little nap. When you awake you'll remember nothing about me or what transpired between us tonight. You will feel very sick tomorrow and need to call out of work." Natasha reached up and stroked his cheek with her gloved hand. Her leather gloves were specially designed to secrete an anesthetic drug that would put her victims to sleep upon contact with the skin. "Sleep tight dear." Within in seconds his eyes closed and slumped forward sound asleep. Natasha gathered her things and left him to his dreams. Pushing a second button also hidden on her belt Natasha signaled her team that the security and surveillance system was down and she was moving into position. Natasha strode over to the safe deposit box area and confidently walked toward the guard posted at the vault entrance. At the same time four equally gorgeous women similarly dressed in black leather body suits and wearing black sunglasses entered the bank and fanned out towards their positions. A sixth woman entered a moment later locking the door behind her and standing guard as the other five went into action. The two twin blonde bombshells walked towards the teller windows. The bank echoed with the click of heeled boots as the leather clad women reached their targets. "Excuse me, ladies...and I use that term loosely...the line forms to the back." The woman at the front of the line smugly remarked. "Really?" The first blonde asked sarcastically sharing a knowing smile with her sister. Each woman extended their gloved hands as a pink gas seeped out through the finger tips into the smug woman's face. They gassed each customer in line before turning their attention to the tellers who were pushing disabled panic buttons and looking for help from the guards. The guards however had their own problems as the leather clad blondes turned their attention to the tellers. The guard off to the left of the door watched as the leather clad beauties entered the bank and split up. "Must be one of them super model things in town." He thought smiling to himself as he noticed a stunning redhead walking towards him. Her full wavy red hair cascaded down her back and around her face which was partially obscured by her black sunglasses. Like the others her body was wrapped in tight leather from her booted feet to her gloved hands. "Somthin' I can do for you ma'am?" He asked as she approach. "Yes fool...SLEEP!" The red haired beauty leaned forward and kissed the wide eyed guard deeply pressing her body against his. After a moment she broke the kiss and pushed the sleeping guard to floor. Laughing she turned and left him lying there with red stained remains of her drugged lipstick on his lips. The guard to the right of the door was faced with a similar predicament as the brown haired goddess turned in his direction. She strode towards him purposefully with an air of sexuality that sent his imagination racing. "Excuse me?" She asked. "Anything...I mean what can I do for you?" He stuttered awaking from his momentary daydream. "Could you sleep for me?" She asked sweetly caressing his cheek with her glove. "Could I what?" He asked a bit confused as she batted her eyelids. "Sleep sweetie." She answered stroking his other cheek. It took only a moment for the drug secreted by her gloves to take effect and suddenly the confused guard fell at her feet. She smiled, stepped over him, and joined her red haired partner and headed towards the office area. The vault guard watched Natasha's approach. She pulled out her cigarette holder and lit her cigarette as she drew closer. The guard frowned and took a few steps forward to cut her off. Natasha knew from Richard's information that this was the head of security. "Excuse me miss, but you can't smoke in here." Natasha answered by blowing a stream of smoke into his face. The guard coughed and took another step forward. Before he could say anything else the exotic scent of her perfume seemed to envelope him. He paused for a moment as Natasha blew another cloud of smoke into his face. "Be a dear and follow me into the vault." She cooed walking past him. The guard turned and sheepishly followed her. In the constrained space of the vault the smoke and perfume mixed filling the air. "Now just breathe deep darling and let me overwhelm your simple mind. By now you're powerless to resist. I know you have the master safe deposit key. Be a good boy and hand it over." There weren't many offices in the bank even though it was the main branch. Just the manager, assistant, and customer service representative. Natasha of course made sure Mr. Simpson's office was empty, but there was still the assistant manager and the customer service rep. The red haired robber pushed the door open to the assistant manager's office. What's the meaning of this!" The older balding man asked from behind his desk. "I'm going to put you to sleep so you don't interfere with us robbing your bank! That's what this is about." She said pushing everything off the desk and hoping on in front of him. "What kind of madness is this!" He exclaimed standing up. She slid forward off the desk forcing him back into his chair, straddling his lap and pinning him down. "Mmmmm, I like it when the struggle." She said holding his arms. The older out of shape bank manager was surprised how strong his female assailant was. He struggled to free himself, but she had the leverage. She leaned forward grabbed his head and pulled his mouth to her leather covered breast. "Just relax and stop struggling." Her leather outfit secreted the same sleepy substance as other girls. In moments the manager tasted the sweet substance and found himself licking it off her chest. "That's it baby lick it all up!" It didn't take long for him to slump against her sleeping like a baby. She leaned down and kissed him on his bald head leaving her crimson mark. In the other office her partner was having similar success although with a different approach. "Miss could you help me?" The brown haired vixen asked innocently. "Sure, I'm Janet. What can I do for you?" "Take a nap." "Excuse me." "Take a nap silly. So we can steal the pretty diamonds." She replied holding out her gloved hand. "I don't know wh..." The woman was cut off as pink smoke seeped from her visitor's finger tips into her face. The woman's eyes fluttered as she fell sound asleep. "Nighty night." The beautiful bank robber said blowing her victim a kiss before turning to leave. Powerless to resist the guard handed over the master key. "Good boy." Natasha cooed stroking her gloved hand along his cheek. "Now sleep for Natasha." The guard slumped to floor having received a dose of Natasha's sleep drug through her leather glove. She turned and quickly moved right to the box she was looking for and opened the box she found the diamonds just as she expected. She emptied the contents into a small velvet bag and walked out of the vault joining the five other fem-fatales. The six women exited the bank smiling and climbed into the back of a waiting black stretch limo. In a couple hours everyone in the bank would wake up confused with no memory of what happened, a side effect of the sleepy drug, and women would be home free after another successful job.