The varsity football coach wanted his players to cross train in the offseason to get better, and when he heard about us he sent some of his bets playe...s to join our team, including his start quarterback and captain, Dave. Dave immediately thought he was better than me, and I gladly proved him wrong, day after day, the entire spring. It wasn’t so much that I was in better shape or that I was a better athlete, I just knew the nuances of rugby better, and my teammates were glad to help me make the. “I hadn’t planned on it; I have a full schedule,” I replied.I did have a full schedule so I was not lying and I really did not have much I could say.At 1300 I was in my new office with the reports from my meeting with Dick and the finalized report from my trip to Portugal. I was waiting on Ambassador Oliver Taylor to arrive.I had wondered again why I was asked to doing this kind of interview with someone who should have had more rank and privilege than I did.Digging through the official duties. It hurt but in such a good way Then I felt a finger outlining my ass. Huh?! It felt good, I found out I had nerve sensations there. Then he inserted his finger in my ass, and I felt it rub the thin wall between my colon and pussy, as I did my 1st double penetration. Then he started to say very nasty and vulgar things to me. At 1st I was repulsed, then I realized I was not a little 17 yo barely, post virgin to him, during this session I had become a woman he was FUCKING!  “Drop your panties on. Ferguson and her donut addiction?”I laughed and wriggled as his fingers worked their magic. “Yeah, just busy.”I’d been lying to him for almost two months with made up excuses for why I was late or had to miss dinners. I couldn’t exactly tell my husband that when I wasn’t a personal trainer I was a second-generation thief and safe-cracker and was going to take absolutely everything of value from Eli Martinez. Instead, I told him stories about Mrs. Ferguson or Ilse Westbrook. Ilse was married to.