Late in the afternoon, returning home to an empty apartment, I still hadn’t heard from her and I began to get truly worried. While my main concern w...as for Simone’s welfare, some other concerns crossed my mind. She had not been what I initially thought — by design — and now I began to wonder if maybe there were more things about her mission, at least about what I had been informed, that were untrue or just partially true. The following day at the office was a bit of a shock, nothing bad, but I. You would never suspect that a mere two weeks ago she spent a warm, breezy Sunday afternoon fucking a strong Black man bareback and letting him cum in her mouth, while I fucked his lovely wife in another room. I have often been asked by members at another site how my wife and I began swinging some seven years ago. They are husbands looking to convince reluctant wives or partners to do the same. They all want to know how to turn ordinary wives into hungry, writhing sluts. I don't have any. "I'll have to watch that one again sometime," the thief thought, smiling. The next room had a set of cubicles, with computer workstations at most of them. At the rear of the room was a glass case, with the keycards sparkling in it. "It can't be this easy," the specter thought, gliding up to the case. Of course, it wasn't that easy. The case was locked, connected to a computer in the cubicle next to it. Apparently this was the department head's desk. The thief also noticed that the head was also. Tim was okay with her giving him blow jobs but did not like the thought of muff diving. I told her that was a shame. My girlfriend was okay giving head, but did not like me down there. Jen said that I must be halfway decent in bed because her room is right next to mine and she had heard us on several occasions. That’s a bit embarrassing. She said not to worry, she would lay there and try and picture what we looked like. It was then that she stood up and dropped her robe. What an amazing body..