My friend couldn't believe I didn't bother to approach them. Then I told him that she was way too much woman for one man and that black man Jerome gav...e her what she needed, at least twice a month.But William insisted I should go to see them. I finally accepted and my friend told me he would show me where my sexy wife was with her black lover.When we got there in the middle of the darkness, I found Jerome was with his pants already down to his ankles. My sweet Ana was sitting with her legs. It was on one of my many visits to the toilet that Lila crashed through the door, “The ladies are busy” she said as I stood at the urinal. “Mind if I use the gents?” With that she disappeared into a cubicle. The shock of what had just happened stopped me peeing for a moment but I soon managed to empty my bladder. I shook my dick placed it back inside my pants and then managed to get my zipper stuck, so there I was trying to pull my zip up when Lila came out of the cubicle, she washed her. Finally, Aaron took a deep breath. If this was going to happen, he was going to have to make the first move. He was going to have to make every move. He reached across the sofa; the distance seemed liked miles, like light years. He took her hand in his and he pulled her closer. Taisha succumbed to his non-verbal direction and scooted down next to him. He lifted her face to his and they kissed. Lightly, he put his lips to hers. He tasted her cherry flavored gloss, sucked her bottom lip. Finally, someone suggested, using her in honey trap situations, where they needed a foreign diplomat, to be caught in a compromising situation, so that could be blackmailed for information. This was put to Gwen, and after thinking about it for all of ten seconds, agreed. She was set up in a nice flat in the west end of London, her cover story was that she was a high-class call girl.To keep up the cover, she was provided with business cards, and once a week, one or other of the male officers,.