“This is kind of difficult to say Robbie but do you know why I brought you back here?”“Not a clue Miss Davidson” I genuinely don’t.“Please... call me Laura.” She offers a weak smile. “Well ok thank you for submitting your USB stick with the project on it.” There’s a pause as she shifts uncomfortably in her seat. “Are you aware there was other files on the stick?”“Uh huh” I give her a quizzical look, trying to rack my brain.“Well I’m sorry I snooped and open some of them.”“Where was she going....”. A track from Anoushka Shankar played as soon as I started the car, and she wasn’t enjoying it as much, I asked her is she wanted to change, we changed it to the FM station and there were Bollywood numbers playing.She was happy and relaxed herself to the chilled AC. The phone just didn’t leave her hands, she was busy texting for a while and finally ah! She exclaimed and kept her phone on the dashboard and apologized. All her friends and family had wished her on her birthday and she didn’t have. ”Michael cheered up with that comment and said, “Yeah, that got the tank commander’s attention.”Michael said, “Banzai, it was a great time working with you - thanks for all your help. But unless I’m wrong, the CIA agents and the mercs are coming so it’s time for you to leave. Thanks for giving me some time alone with the bomb maker since I got more information out of him than the CIA agents did.”I was surprised and asked about it, “How in the hell did you do that?”Michael replied, “It’s simple.. "I was going to tease you, make you wait, but I can't," he whispered. "I'm going to fuck you Elise. I'm going to put my cock in that wet little pussy and fuck you hard. " Elise moaned, and felt her legs spreading of their own accord. Her pussy was aching now, cum trickling down the insides of her thighs, her clit demanding attention. He knelt between her legs, and dipped a finger into her pussy, making her writhe in pleasure. "So wet for me already, aren't you?" he whispered hotly in her.