About a size 12, she dressed well and smart during the week, relaxed on weekends. She never showed great interest in dating, although there were a few...work-oriented outings and receptions where she enjoyed male company. Nothing serious ever developed to my knowledge and most weekend she was around the house or at her gym, which kept her toned. She always happy to see my buddies.After a few hours, the guys headed for their respective homes and I chilled out on a comfortable outdoor chair with a. After the two other Feds drove off with the Fashools, the woman looked over and then disappeared into the house.“Is that the person who is your new liaison Nathan?”“Yeah, the brunette Fed.”“Try to keep your anger in check. It won’t do you any good.” I knew that, but sometimes I couldn’t help it. “Nathan, do you know what a “honey trap’ is?” The sheriff suddenly brought up, after seeing the Fed return to her car and bend over retrieve something.“Sorta, it’s when they send a woman out to. She grabbed my cock and hastily shoved herself down on in. Then taking my right hand, she pulled it up to her face and began to suck on 3 of my fingers as she rocked back & forth slightly on my cock. I looked forward to see that she had a mirror on the desk in front of the bed so I was now watching my cock enter her from across the room. She then took my hand from her mouth and down to her clit where she furiously pushed in a swirling motion and then left me to continue. I followed her. .yeah, sure I've seen Mrs Bettino on-" "She's stepping out on me, Mick," interrupted Bettino. "Can you believe that shit? I wanna kill her but I love her so I just adjusted her attitude a little. Give her a little tuning up." Seems only fair and-" "Shut der fuck up, Micky," interrupted Bettino. "Dolores' bruises will fade but the fuckin sneaky motherfucker laying it to her is getting ice picked." I touched my ear. Involuntary. Just did it. The thought of being pinned down and having an ice pick.