We had had a few kiss and cuddle sessions in the past but I had thought it was just a bit of fun and ever thought anything more would happen. I knew h...r hubby worked away from home on some occasions. Sylvia was now 36 but had the face and figure of an 18 year old model. She had her blonde hair in a short cropped fashion which suited her cute face with gorgeous large blue eyes and curvy lips. Her breasts were small and perfectly shaped. Whenever she wore a T-shirt her nipples were a feature. Monday morning I went to work as usual. I wasn’t really in the mood for it, but I had to try and get my mind off worrying about Dave. The morning dragged on very slowly. Some of the girls in my office said I should go home because I was so upset. Around ten A.M. on the Monday morning my life took a frightening turn. Two police officers came to my office and asked me to accompany them to the police station. I asked them if it was about Dave and had they found him. They said no they hadn’t found. I made more blood rush to his penis as I held it, gripping the foreskin and moving it back and forth in my hand. I never thought it could feel so good to have a hard cock in my hand, but it was even better than having my cock in someone else’s. Leo groaned a little as I took my hand out, spat in the palm and then continued rubbing my saliva on his swollen bellend to lube him up in expectation for some hard fucking later. He twisted around a little, half in pleasure at a sensual handjob from a. "I found Frankie and the coke, took him for a little ride. He got it from a locker at Grand Central. The key came from a whore in the Bronx, Danny's turf. I got her through her pimp, a guy named Louis who gave up her boyfriend, a dealer in Atlantic City named Bucky." What a fuckin' mess," one of the buttons muttered behind me."They won't say anything anymore. The whore, Simone, gave up..." I paused for dramatic effect, " ... Carmine Capina. That's where she got the key and all she knew was to.