"'Every time a bell rings, an angel gets its wings.'"The man rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Hardly. Do you know that when that movie came out, e...very k** in America rang every bell they came across? Do you have any idea how loud that was?"I snickered. "You said you didn't have a sense of humor."He shrugged and walked towards me. "I don't. Not really. But I am an angel." As he approached me, he grinned and flashed me his dimples. "You should sit down. You look like you're about to. It couldn’t get much better than this. Zachary felt relaxed for the first time in a long time as his companion for the hour sucked and teased his balls whilst her hand slowly and fluidly stroked his thick, full shaft. The former Marine Black-Ops soldier felt,at ease with everything. There was no shouting for bombs. There was no bullets whizzing my his head and body. There was no fucking heat, except for the heat in this little Latina’s mouth. It was perfect, and the tongue stud piercing in. Gemma was the most attractive of my colleagues always well turned out, immaculate hair and make up that accentuated her facial features perfectly, and despite the unflattering fit of the uniforms the shape of her bum was always a sight to behold. I stopped what I was doing and explained to her I had almost finished the count. She replied saying it was a quiet day in the shop and that the manager her sent her to help me. I was grateful of the company as we sat on some of the boxes just casually. There is a long silence. “No. I never did really- it was merely a convenience for our families.” I don’t reply, but I kiss you again. I feel less guilty now, because I imagine she does this to him as well. One of his hands is on my lower back and the other is holding my face. You are much gentler than I would have liked on this adventure of mine. I rip your belt through the loops on your trousers and throw it to the floor. As you move your lips to my neck again, your hands find my zip, and undo.