Smith?’ I smiled and went along with the gag. From there it was just a matter of exchanging information. Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones worked for a securi...y firm whose area of responsibility was outside of the continental U. S. The firm was an independent contractor but one with strong ties to the U. S. government. Basically they wanted to hire me to go blow things up. There was a lot more Intel, their word not mine, but that was the meat and potatoes of it. I would head a crew that would help clean. Victor drove me to the motel and we arrived a bit early. Hubby sat down on chair at a corner and I stood on my stilettos close to the filthy bed. The air there inside was damp; it smelled of sweat, old tobacco and sex…But that smell really excited me…Soon my toned long legs tensed as the door opened and my handsome new Black Master entered the room. Jamal smiled at me; but he did not even give a quick glance to my husband sitting at the corner.Staring at that huge black man just made my nipples. Once inside we get the formalities over with quickly, I pass her a box of her favourite Swiss chocolates and hand over her 'monthly allowance'. She kisses me on the cheek thanking me then retires to the bathroom to freshen up. Shortly after she reappears wearing only matching peach knickers and bra which struggles to contain her ample breasts. She lies down onto the bed and takes her tits from her bra cups whilst smiling at me. I take no time in undressing and moving towards her groping at her. We went in there was a sales clerk there she was cute and that her 20s, we saw her looking at various teddies stockings and other sexy outfits. The clerk came over and asked if she could help us. My girl smiled at her and ask if there was a changing room or we could try on an outfit. The clerk said yes as long as you leave your panties on your welcome to try on anything. My girl looked at her and said oh it's not for me to try on it's for him. The clerk turned very red and said I see he can.