Had I not had to go into the second bedroom that served as an office/computer room, I probably would never have heard the moaning. My curiosity arous...d, I walked silently down to the bedroom door that was open just a few inches. There on the bed was my beloved Erica with one of the football players pounding into her. The moans I heard were Erica approaching orgasm. Her head was thrown back on the bed, eyes rolled to the back of her head as she called out for Brad, the football player, to give. I was enthralled, captivated, that a man could derive so much sexual pleasure from my undergarments.I stayed focussed on his fat cock going up and down, wondering if only he knew I was behind him, completely naked and masturbating with him, then suddenly I was standing in front of him, lifting my leg onto the wooden bench easing my crotch onto his cock, feeling him part me, as I sank lower and lower, until he was fully inserted inside me, and I fucked like crazy, bouncing up and down, ignoring. And he still had one more stop at the Houston office. Of course, that meant less time at Cheryl’s apartment before he would have to leave again.Usually, Cheryl would have been disappointed and fussed on the phone about not having enough time with him. She even surprised herself with her indifferent response, “Okay, whatever. See ya when you get here. Love ya.” They said their goodbyes, and Cheryl hung up and went looking for Alex.It was raining, so Alex had not gone out to play with his. I rolled to my feet and caught Dragon and checked her before cradling her in my arms. I glanced back as the apartment door opened and Amanda appeared with her weapon in her hand. A couple of other doors opened and I moved to the wall intercom by the lift, “This is commander Morpheus. We have a breach in the building security. I have a dead assassin on the eighth floor residential wing.”I looked at the two marshals as Amanda frowned, “You need to contact the constables. They need a bio.