No. It was over. I was out of a job. It was over. I got myself up off the floor and took a habitual sip out of my thermos, tasting my black morning co...fee that I wouldn't now be drinking on my way into work. I looked at my bag beside the door and the white robe folded up inside of it, the lube I knew was at the bottom.Then I went into the cabinet, unscrewed the top of my thermos, and poured a healthy dose of Jack and Kahlua in with the coffee. I drank. It tasted awful, but strong.I was halfway. My pants came off, and then my underwear, letting my big meat stick point freely at the ceiling. I pulled the covers back and climbed in after Alex. My warm dick quickly found Alex’s ass and settled nicely into his crack as I wrapped myself around him, spooning his naked body, feeling his bare back press against my smooth chest. For a few minutes, we just lay there, two naked bodies pressed against each other, rubbing my hard dick into his ass crack. Boy, did I want to fuck him hard just then.. Mere se bahut ghula mila tha. Bhabhi mere bina kuch kahe subah subah mujhe coffee offer kiya karti thi.Generally call bell baja ke botli “ye raha aapka hot coffee” per main bolta are iski kya jarurat hai magar wo nahi maanti aur bolti aap raat bhar kaam kar ke thak jaate hoge tho maine socha ki garma garam coffee aapke sarir mein taajgi la degi. Aur haan ghabrayie mat maine unse pooch kar hi aapko coffee offer ki hai.Mujhe babu (matlab unka beta ) ko school chorne jana hai aap coffee ka maja. On Monday I was back on Air Force 2 headed for India. This trip was for four days. I thought there was only two State Department people going but there were six and also four from the DOD.With so many factions pulling different directions in India, the Secret Service sent thirty agents in another plane as an advance team. I still had my normal Secret Service security team and my JBG security team.It was a long flight - seventy five hundred miles with a stopover in Hawaii to refuel. The flight.