I took off the bind fold and saw Chris; to my right smiling, and a younger athletically fit bloke, probably in his early 30's, brown hair, blue eyes a...d you could definitely tell he was gay. We will call him Steve. Steve was quite shy and after we greeted with a kiss, got back to work on my cock. He was really good, mixing up different techniques and changed speeds often to keep me on my toes. While Steve was working on me, Chris had his lips on my nipples, licking them and giving them a gentle. I then proceeded to put on some body lotion all over me. He often told me how much you loved to touch my soft body and smell my scent all over him and the bedroom. I went to my overnight bag and pulled out my black teddy. I must say it did look good on me. I fluffed up my hair and added a bit more eye makeup with a light shade of pink lipstick. I positioned myself on the bed in a provocative pose and waited for him to come home. It was not long before I heard him come through the door. The. The cool air and events of the night had kept them almost hard since they had been dancing half an hour before at the discotheque and his expert ministrations urged them on. Janet's head lolled back without resistance against his shoulder as he urgently massaged her soft, resilient flesh. She put her hands over his, entwining their fingers. "Ooooh, Martin," she murmured softly, her body shifting with the movements of his hands. There was no thought now of her husband, no thought of the man she. Wes: Mossad, hence Moshe?Eddie: Exactly. (Looked at his watch) Time to go to work.They went to the rear door, where Wes picked the pick proof lock in about a minute. Once they entered the door, they found a private staircase to the third floor. Just as the blueprint Mike had secured from the county planning board had on it. It hadn't suggested that it was narrow and steep with only one landing. It didn't appear to be an after thought. If it had been, Eddie expected that it would have been built.