Actually, I'm a certified Genius, at least by MENSA standards. I don't belong, but I passed their test once on a dare from my wife, my wonderful wife....Therein lies the story. I met her while I was at UT. I was in the honors course at the McCombs School of Business and I was also in Plan II.Everyone knows about McCombs, it's always in the top ten business schools in the country. Plan II is less well known and much harder to get into. They only accept about 100 or so each year. It's a liberal. Moving towards her she reached for my head and pulled me down to kiss her as I went between her legs.“I taste good on you.” She said as my head rubbed against her hole.Her hands went down my back to my butt. She squeezed it slide her hand between my crack occasionally. I felt my shaft stiffen as I entered her.She wasn’t tight but she was hot and the meat was soft. My eyes closed and my mouth locked with hers I began to stroke her slowly.I felt her hand move between us. She was touching her. I tell my Chief I need 60 days off, and please don’t inventory the arms and ammo while I gone. He asks who do you want as a spotter, I say Joan’s going to be my spotter, she knows how to handle a weapon and her sister was one of their victims. The NCIS agent first I’m not herring any of this, second the politicians are mine what you do with the donors is up to you. The CIA guy says in a week, I’ll have names, addresses, schedules for you is there anything else you need? Single out the one that. I first met Kyle two years ago when I was 17 and just out of high school. I met him through a “work-life” training program. He was very impressed with me and my desire to work in the funeral industry. By that summer, I was working at the funeral home full time. The work was fascinating, the pay was lousy but the sex was incredible. Kyle and I got along very well from day one. My initial duties were quite menial such as answering phones, running errands and office cleaning. I did them without.