The man was masked. His entire outfit bedecked in purple stripes and his mask had crimson lines across it. Between gasps and desperate kisses, the wom...n pleaded, “Please, no more. The master is getting suspicious! I can’t lend you any more money.”“Please, my dear. Just a little to float me till I can capture my quarry.”“So much for needing to investigate,” grumped Arcavato. Pulling my weapon up I followed his lead. Arcavato coughed and walked out in front of the couple with his arms spread,. “I have not had my flows for two months.”“Are you sure it’s mine?” I asked, not sure myself whether to be pleased or concerned. “It can’t be your husband’s?”She laughed her magical laugh that made my affection for her so complete.With her eyes twinkling at me she responded.“The child is most certainly NOT my husband’s! He is not interested in me that way. Young men are more to his liking. Due to his indifference, you are the only man to have ever had me. While I am just a simple farm girl, not. We chatted for all of 15 minutes before we were making out and he was holding my ass and my hand was on his jeans feeling his cock. So many things he had boasted and I had shot down, now only to think he was right in his audacity. I left there hoping for another meeting but not sure if it would happen. The text was just as daring, "do you want to be my slut?" it read. I never hesitated and agreed to meet the next morning for more than just a touch and grab session.I was the first to arrive so I. As we rounded the corner of the high oak backrest, she froze in her tracks."Jackie, Beth, Gwen, may I present Danielle, the love of my life," I purred.I tightened my grip on Danni's hand to prevent her from running away — or falling over in a dead faint. The introductions weren't really necessary, of course. My husband had met Jackie and Beth, both fellow agents, andGwen, our secretary, at various office parties and functions. When you work with a group of people long enough, you just know whom.