It felt fantastic as I sat straddling this guy, feeling his fingers inside my ass and his cock growing hard again between my legs. I desperately wante... to cum but at the same time did not want to change what was already happening so I resigned myself to the fact that from what had happened so far, this night was going to be all about Chris and him treating me like his own personal male-whore. Chris continued to talk dirty to me as he fingered my ass, kissing me and biting at my neck as his cock. The party in my hotel suite appeared to be already in full swing. No it wasn't that kind of party (mores the pity). Instead there were four FBI agents (three local San Diego based Field Agents and also Allison's kidnapping case Agent from DC) facing down three DEA agents from across a table.Everyone was shouting and no one was particularly listening. Another fellow whose name and agency I never did find out, but screamed hardcore Government such as Secret Service or 'No Such Agency', was. I thought back to that Christmas, but never brought it up, until, Jean who was sat next to me got up to refresh our glasses. As she came back she placed both the wine glasses to one side. I looked at her and she smiled with a glint in her eye, she came and sat straddled on my lap, facing me, I was taken back and was not sure what was going on.She said, “Fancy that kiss you wanted a couple of years ago?”Without me saying a word, she took me by surprise; she grabbed my face in both hands and. He continued up the stairs, I noted his shortness of his breath.I watched him climb the stairs, unable to speak. When he got tothe top, and turned to enter their room he stopped dead in histracks."Come in and close the door behind you!"I didn't dare go up there, and try to hear what was said insidethat room. I was anchored to the bottom of the stairs,listening to the drama that was played out. He did all thetalking, I couldn't hear the words, but I didn't need to in orderto understand what.