I think she was a bit worried as I stood in the street trying to get my bearings when she walked up to me giving me a warm smile, “Are you ok?” sh... asked and it was obvious that I wasn’t and she took the initiative by holding my hand, “I’m Sandy and I live just over there, come back and I get you something to drink” she said sweetly and I thought that was a brilliant idea under the circumstances.Her house was only a small 2 up 2 down terrace house and as we entered it was obvious nobody was. Also, they've decided to implement The Program there, and our friends at the FBI want someone to have their guy's back." So why the fuck did you pick me?" Don't worry, you won't have to be naked, that's Andrews' job." I started to protest but he kept talking. "I picked you because you're eight months from retirement, and I've seen enough action movies to know that's not a good time to stick somebody in a dangerous situation. Besides, the FBI guy is an old friend of yours, Grant Hardcastle.". She leaned into me so my hand met her pussy. Her lips touched mine, her tongue slid into my mouth. Her hand was going faster now as my fingers had slipped her G-string to one side and I were playing with her pussy.Her hands ran around my cock and cupped my balls. He lips kissed my face."Oh fuck. I don't believe I'm doing this" she gasped. "But you have me so turned on."She moved down the bed, pulled off my boxer shorts and gently slid my cock between her thighs and into her wet pussy."Fuck me. Your fuck buddy wants to meet her...has this thought that he's going to have a threesome with me and her. Sorry....forgot...your sweet on him, aren't you? Oh well...none of my business. Wish he'd leave me alone!" "Notes not turned up yet?" Have they fuck. Got me right by the short and curlies, he has...if I had any...hahaha" she quipped. "I'm sure they will...soon" "The only good thing about him is...sorry....their are two things...I'm sure you know...." I can guess..." Lesley said...butting.