The fact that he’d never confirmed or denied it meant he was obviously involved in the security services. I didn’t know if he was NSA or CIA or so...ething else. I just knew he did hush-hush shit, and went all over the world and sometimes had stories to tell. . I knew because it had been what we’d dreamed of. ‘Oh, I’m not involved any more. Been retired for four years now. Well, I say retired,’ she said, doing the glance to heaven that people do when they are contradicting themselves, ‘but you. After she was done, Sharon got up from her chair and walked over to me and pulled me into her arms and we kissed passionately right in front of Lisa who was taking all this in very intently. We wrapped our legs around one another and I wanted to feel her warm skin on mine again. I noticed Lisa hand delve down to her huge mounds as she fondled herself as we kissed."I know I've just met you and we hardly know each other, but I really want to explore this with you, do you want the same Jess?" Yes,. I baulked at that, it was also too ripe.She changed her tack, "You're going to wash my feet." With that, she pulled her skirt down and off, and sat down on the bed. She looked impatiently at me, "Well?" I was distracted by her naked bottom half, so she amplified her command, "Go get the washbasin." That sunk in, she really wanted me to wash her feet. A demeaning menial task, my favorite sort.I jumped up and went to get the equipment. When I got back Kennedy had unbuttoned the buttons on her. Eventually they started sharing all manner of other things, past adventures at high school and how they ended up in their respective jobs. She heard all about his family, their ups and downs. He learned all about her wacky work colleagues and their bizarre love lives. They whinged about their parents, growing up in overbearing but loving Greek households and all the craziness that entailed and all manner of other things. They laughed over friend’s antics and celebrated each other’s successes..