Gary wondered how long I would be servingat the party that night. When I told him I really had no idea, hesounded disappointed."Did you want to see m... tonight, Gary?" I asked coyly masking the urgenthope he would say yes."Actually I was hoping we could meet after you finished your job. Iknow you'll be in uniform but I'll bet you're just as sexy in a maid'sdress as you were last night." I would love to meet you Gary. I know it isn't very ladylike but thethought of not seeing you tonight is. "Cheyenne proceeded to match her actions to those words, causing himsuffering and pleasure together. She also alternated between playingwith his nipples and stretching them. She whispered about how much shehad liked having him worship her feet and how she knew he loved any kindof contact with her body. The clever Black stunner kept it up until hewas breathing hard, his balls drawn up tight, his small testicles readyto release their contents, his head thrown back, as he wished desperatelyfor. After wards I relax and lift her to the bed room, gently make her lie on the bed, remove the nighty and remove the bra leaving her in her petty coat. We hug each other very tight kissing and fondling and she slowly rests her head on y shoulder and I hold her right breast with my left hand and she puts her leg on my thighs as she used to do when we were kids. Her round hard breasts crushed against my hairy chest and locked in each other’s hands and embrace give us bliss and we engage in kisses. Ms. Mahmoud was well aware of my connections to P.C. Anderson because she was a well-placed sleeper agent from my hometown of Islamabad. Fortunately, the shapely Constable was not under her direct supervision as she worked directly for the Embassy command center.I knew I was treading on thin ice because both of my primary operations had failed with spectacular and disastrous results. In the first case, it was more just the confluence of bad luck and unexpected turn of events but in the last.