Lower abdominal exercises soon became a permanent part of my routine. Some women like to treat themselves with chocolate or a visit to a spa but sugar... chocolate is over rated and bad for you and I don’t have tome to go the the spa. Instead I treat myself by giving myself a coregasm. The best part is you have to work hard to get one which means that you only get one if you deserve it. I really worked hard in the gym that day, it was a cardio session and I perspired so much that I felt cold as. “Pat?” I ask out loud, and the response I get is bubbles rising from the pool.“You comin in?” he asked when he broke the surface.“You didn’t even wait for me?” I say smirking. I ran forward, dropping the towels on a chair, and did a front flip, diving into the pool. Staying under for at least a minute, seeing how long I could, but before I could start coming up on my own, Pat was down with me.Looking into my eyes, he pulled my head forward. What was he thinking? I found out quick, he violently. Tom took charge. "Well. Did you people find anything beyond evidence of your monumentally criminal stupidity?"The agent agreed that it was not good, but denied any knowledge of how the leak could have occurred. The bomb specialist from the FBI identified the setup as one used by a small group of gangland assassins from the midwest. Definitely a paid 'hit'.Tom demanded to know what the agent and his organization were going to do to keep us from harm. The agent denied that DEA was responsible in. Mothers hip pressed painfully against my hardening cock and she sighed with the pleasure of the scene.The fucking phone rang immediately tearing my erotic soul asunder. I couldn't leave it.Mom slipped off my lap understanding as always. Straightened her skirt even as I reached for the damn phone."Yes? Get the team together, tomorrow morning... ten is fine." I hung up, angry at the intrusion. I allowed the luxury of sexual bliss, even the promise of it, so rarely in my life these days, that I.