On the second night I got home from work after I had been thinking about Rons predicament all day, I was feeling very horny and remembered something I...had read. I asked hubby to pour me a glass of wine and deliver it to me in the lounge. Whilst hubby was getting the wine I went to the lounge, removed my panties and made myself comfortable in our big comfortable armchair that Ron had basically claimed his own. His face was a picture when he saw me sitting in ‘his’ chair with my skirt hiked up to. I would be almost willing to bet they all were AKs and brand new. I would also be willing to bet they all had the attachments for firing grenades." Yes they did, Jon, and frankly in all my military experience, I have only seen a few of the modified AKs. They were made on the factory assembly line, but strictly made to order for important customers. The old AKs were known to blow up from using the grenade launchers too much, but these new ones are all made of stainless steel. One of your men. She did have a familiar taste in her mouth, she figured she had given Jim a blow job, the cum in her hair was probably due to his bad aim.A week past her life was normal and almost boring but that was about to change. Monday Jim left at his usual time and she went upstairs to get ready to run errands.At 9:30 her phone rang see a strange number she hesitated but decided to answer. The phone sprang to life with her on her knees sucking cock, it was a short clip followed by a message, be at front. Tristan was very upbeat and lively; just being with him gave her renewed energy. So whenever she was a little down or frustrated, he was her “go to” guy. This year, they worked on the same team. He was humanities, she was language arts. She had to be careful with him though; she could tell he was attracted to her and he was married. There were just little subtle gestures he did to give himself away, like bringing her a latte once a week or so, putting a hand on her shoulder when she came to him.