. You'd be sitting at the desk where your handlers had always barked orders at you, monitoring and directing movements. You'd never been a slouch, but...still, this sort of position was usually reserved for spies with what you'd call "tenure," meaning they'd been around long enough to remember when typewriters were company equipment. It was no secret that this elite team was basically CEDIT's trump card; these agents were the ones you called in when the situation was too messy or too difficult to. She moaned softly against my lips as she slowly ground her pussy over my thigh. Pulling Kellie's dress up over her waist, I slid my hands up under her dress. Massaging and squeezing her breasts and nipples while our tongues played. Kellie reached her hand down to unzip my shorts and freed my pulsing hard cock. As Kellie began to squeeze and massage my shaft, she slid down my thigh slightly, arching her back to press her mound and clit over my thigh, and kissed her way down my neck to my chest.. A chocolate Amazon, six feet if she were an inch, with legs that went on forever. The first woman I'd ever had to look up to, nearly half a foot taller than me. Drinks, a few words, and then my place.She helped me out of my clothes, and I hers. Foreplay, unwrapping a gift, revealing the beauty not yet shown, the anticipation had me stirring. At least until her skirt slid to her ankles, and my eyes fell upon the first girl cock in my life. Shock must have screamed across my face, and there was. He introduced himself and told me that he worked for an investment bank and that he'd moved out from the east coast only 3 months before.I liked him, he seemed like a pretty regular guy. So when that night while my wife and I were having sex, and as usual she brought up taking Byron into our bed I finally agreed. I think I only did so because I was nearing my orgasm and at that moment it all sounded so fucking sexy to me.Any way, to make a long story short, my wife invited Byron over for dinner.