"No problem, Butch," responded the boss. You could actually hear the leer on his face. "If I'd left with Vyvica Kesselsen, I wouldn't be able to get o...t of bed today either."Butch. I hung up the phone out of habit. The boss hadn't been at the Gazebo. Just the four other accountants, celebrating my fifteenth year at Consolidated Fenestration. Ernie must have told him, no doubt out of honest, sincere jealousy.A few brain cells dried out enough for me to suspect the answer to my questions lay in. She could pass as her sister.Both women had fair skin.My wife,was perplexed as to how a man could be married to her,and ignore her,and she told her so.In time,my wife and her friend,were hugging,sharing the tears,of the moment.The phone rang.It was Jessica's husband( this was in the days before cell phones)and he wanted to know if she was here at our place.I barley knew him,or my wifes "friend" they were co workers and spent some time together,we as couples didnt hang out,and as I'd heard over. It would include, me, my B team protective detail, a special agent trained in interrogation and an experienced translator from the Service. We were instructed to depart from Heathrow within the hour aboard the our assigned gulfstream and would be on the ground in Amsterdam, 45 minutes before the El-Al flight. Amsterdam authorities would be briefed while we were enroute and be instructed to take the targets off the plane and they would be brought to a secret, secure location for interrogation.. Soon I felt a sudden blast of pleasure as the explosion, fueled by my own passion, carried from my clit and radiated all across my body. He brought me to an explosive climax once more with his mouth. A relaxed haze gently washed upon my body after the pleasure subsided, and I lay there, my eyes closed, covered with sweat and my own juices and exhausted. I felt so hot, I felt so desirable, I felt so female. I kept my eyes shut enjoying the pleasure he gave me. I knew he was looking at me,.