Then she went into her story, worked as a model, and did some television commercials, selling eye shadow and lipstick. She had the kind lips you would see on television, full, perfect for a close up as she applied the lipstick. When her modeling days were done the company offered her a sales and marketing position. He couldn't help but think the entire background would be something a spook at headquarters would come up with for an undercover agent.

Some people would think his background was just as made up. He was a military brat, six years in the service, three in Special Forces, joined the NATO peace-keeping force and now was an agent for NATO security force. Most people knew every country had secrete agents, CIA, MI-6, and Mossad but NATO also had their own branch of secret agents. When he was recruited, his handler said he was perfect totally nondescript. He had the kind of face people didn't remember or was hard to describe. His average body meant he didn't stand out in any particular way.

After landing, they got their bags. Along with the large bag she stuffed in the overhead compartment she had a huge suitcase on wheels. He had a small duffle bag that he put over his shoulder.

"You sure travel light."

"Yes, it's part of the job, light and nimble." In case of an emergency everything he brought would be left behind it happened once in Manila. When they got into the cab she sat close to him.

"The Park Plaza," he told the driver.

She turned in the seat pressing her legs up against his. "I've got a couple of friends coming to visit me. We could stop by and have some fun."

She took his hand and guided between the legs. The skin was so soft and warm. His hand went farther up expecting to find panties but found wet warm skin instead.

"You would be enough."

She leaned in closer and whispered, "I'm sure a strong man like you can take care of all three of us." He thought what man would turn down the chance of three women at once unless you were in training to be a monk, especially if the others were hot like her. They kissed, and the full red lips were so soft and warm and the thought of them going up and down on his cock was getting him hard. She moved the blouse apart so he could see almost the entire bra.

"I'm so lonely and horny."

He couldn't imagine a woman like this being either.

"Sure, let me give you my number, and you can text me."

She put the number in her phone and then touched the band going around his wrist.

"I hope this comes off, and you don't have to sleep with it. It may get in the way."

"Who says that I'm going to sleep? Yes, it comes off."

"I don't want you to break any rules."

"You know what they say, rules were meant to be broken."

They kissed again, and she guided his hand inside the blouse. His fingers went inside the padded cup and touched the nipple.