Vice President, I so appreciate you organizing this golf outing, so that I could spend some time with the head of the FBI, without an agenda, a crisis... or a stopwatch. I think your idea of forcing us to spend a day, a SUNDAY no less, on the golf course, with strict orders not to talk business, opened the door so that we could talk man to man, and discover that we are both ordinary people. Your brainstorm gave us a chance to build a bridge, and now I won't hesitate to pick up a phone, call. I already knew Jerome's phone number which I got from my wife's cell. The next evening after work I gave him a call. After having to explain who I was I asked him if he wanted to go out for a drink tonight, my treat. He readily agreed as we met at a bar halfway between the two of us. We spent some time just talking about what we have been up to in our lives since I moved. That's when I took the chance to see if he knew anything about my wife so I asked him if he had any new women in his life.. What had it been? A mirror. That was it. A large mirror, and someone staring into it whose face was not his own. In the space of an hour Jethro had reached his solitary cottage, laid the strange woman tenderly on his own bed, lit a fire to brew tea. Soldier's tea, they had called it in the desert - it could bring a wounded man round and give him the fire to keep fighting. As he stirred, he felt old aches and pains reassert themselves. Twenty years, he thought, twenty years wedded to the sword. .we never get enough sex. So, as soon as my buddy was out the door, I was in his wife's pussy. I thought heck, this is fine with me as I get to dick and lick this beautiful lady. We had a very hot sex session and it was still going when Nick got back home. In fact, Leeza was on her stomach and I was penetrating her from behind when hubby came in the room. He said something to Leeza like "I see you and big dick are still at it." Without missing a stroke and on the verge of letting my cum fill up.