My boss was married to a Korean national. He was commuting between Seoul and Freedom Village near the North Korean town of Kaesong. They are separated by the DMZ. We pretty much lived in a SCIF (Secrete Compartmented Information Facility). Needless to say, what we did was very classified. We could be prosecuted for just the appearance of compromise. For instance, close and continuous relationship with a foreign national. He was in a catch 22 situation. He was assigned there because he was so fluent in Korean. He was considered a risk by his superiors because of his wife. In Korea, you don't just marry a woman; you marry her family. He was a Major with no chance of promotion. He was also on his 19th year of service, about to retire. He was concerned about getting pulled over after drinking so he sold me his car for $300 because that's all I had.

That brings me to my real story here. I had taken a friend to a shop in Seoul to get his car out of the shop. I was sitting in mine with the motor running cause it was 40 degrees. I was reading and waiting to see if he got his car okay. I expected to see him when I looked up after hearing a tap on my window. It was not him. It was a nice looking young black man. I rolled the window all the way down. He blurted out, almost excitedly, "Would you be interested in selling your car?"

I said, "Actually, yes, under certain conditions."

He was clearly excited to hear that. Before asking the conditions, he offered, "Know why I asked? I walked by and I couldn't hear it. But when I got in my car, I could see yours' was running."

I said, "Well, I've taken good care of it. The guy I bought it from took good care of it and told me who I could trust to work on it, if needed."

"How much do you want for it?" He asked.

I smiled at his inexperience and enthusiasm. "You haven't asked about my conditions."

He looked almost embarrassed. "Of course, of course." he said.

I said, "I'm leaving in two months. I need it until then. I want to drive it to Osan or have you drive me there. I'll sign it over then and be on my way. You will have a bill of sale and the title. I will have a document with your name, rank, and horsepower which says you will register it in your name and get insurance immediately."

He looked a little disappointed but said, "We can probably live with that." My friend showed up then, in his car. He stopped, waved, gave me a thumbs up and drove on his way. My buyer asked, "Do you have time to follow me about 10 minutes from here? I'm buying it for my wife. If she agrees, it's a done deal."

I said, "Okay." He walked so fast to his car, he reminded me of how I felt with my first car purchase.

I followed him. In the hotel he introduced his wife. She was standing between two full beds. He had announced me before opening the door completely and peaked in to make sure it was okay. He introduced us as "My wife and this guy might sell us his car." He continued to show his inexperience by telling her why he was impressed with the car. It was like he was selling her on the idea of waiting to get it.

I had moved between the beds to shake her hand earlier. She now gave him her undivided attention. He stopped and I offered, "It's in very good condition but it's also 12 years old. I wouldn't want you expecting a shiny new Genisus." We all chuckled at that. While I had her attention, I said, "I am leaving in 7 weeks. I wanted to keep the car and have the buyer take me to Osan for my flight back to the States." She glanced at him and sat down. He was still standing at the foot of the bed with an almost pleading look in his eyes.

She was looking at him, "How much?" she asked.

He was clearly embarrassed. He opened his mouth but nothing came out. He looked from her to me.

I bailed him out. I said, "$1, 300. What I didn't tell him was I had planned to give the car to a sergeant who worked for me. I looked at her.

"I was hoping to have a car by the end of the month. I know he will be gone a lot. He works for the I G and travels. He uses his POV (privately owned vehicle) for a couple of reasons. That leaves me using public transportation or these." she said as she patted her legs.

She didn't smile but she had an expression of 'what do you think' on her face. I pulled my eyes away and looked at him. He had one of those Mona Lisa expressions on his face. Was he smiling or not.

Did I mention, she was dressed to go out? Her skirt was quite short. Actually, it was mid-thigh standing. When she sat on the bed, I'm pretty sure she was sitting on the hem of the back of the skirt. Crossing her legs gave me a view of as much leg on the outside as I might have seen in a bathing suit. She was flawless. Her creamy, unblemished skin made my temperature rise. I could feel it in my chest and arms. No doubt they could see it in my face. I did something without thinking. I looked back at her beautiful face. So young. So confident. I did not look at her leg. She put her hands back on the bed and leaned slightly back, lifting her head. I looked at him; he moved his eyes from mine to her body. I heard myself say, "Are you an open marriage?"

They did not answer out loud. They knew they had me. I pleaded, "I haven't touched another person in 10 months. I live in that hole with no windows. I live alone in my room after that. My social life is confined to base for fear of being tricked into something that looks bad.'

He moved within arm's length, looking into my eyes. He sat next to her. She uncrossed her legs, slid forward. Her ass had the skirt trapped. That move pulled her skirt up above her red panties. She laid back. He also laid back, turned on his side facing her. He rolled to her and kissed her. He put a hand high on her thigh. She spread her legs.

I dropped to my knees and buried my face in those panties. I felt his hand on the back of my head. I moved my hands to her lush hips. Her response to my tongue was helping me wet her panties from both sides. She was shaved cleaner then my face. I pulled the panties aside and sucked each side of her hole before circling her clit. The bed moved. I was too busy tasting her pungent pussy to be concerned with anything else.

She sat up. She pulled my face from her crotch. She had a serious look but not angry. She gently pushed me out of the way so she could get up. She moved to the end of the bed and started getting undressed. He came out of the bathroom naked. He too, had flawless skin. He also had a typical black dick swinging at about 70% hard. He pulled the comforter off the bed, crawled onto it facing me. I missed her final disrobing. I suddenly found him stimulating. She walked in front of me as I sat on the other bed looking at him. He was smiling more with his eyes than his mouth.

As she broke my view, she held my face to her stomach just above her pussy. She said with a smile, "What do you want to eat now?"

I turned her around, gently encouraged her to bend over. She must have thought I wanted her to suck his dick cause she did that with one knee on the bed. I just wanted to eat her ass. I can't remember seeing a more appealing ass, ever. She managed to slide her knee a bit further right. I knew she wanted my tongue in her pussy. I gave it to her. I went back to her ass while I got my pants off. She said, "Any requests?"

I looked at that dick which was as close to hard as he would get until seconds before cumming. I said, "Will you put him in you, facing me with his ass on the edge of the bed here?" He moved between the beds. He sat with his ass right on the edge. I held his warm rod up and watched her straddle him. Her fucking muscular thighs were incredible. My white dick was so hard it hurt at that sight. She pulled her lips apart as she lowered herself. I almost intercepted her pussy with my mouth before she got to him. That was such a tempting pink morsel. However, watching his cock disappear into that beautiful pussy, caused a thrill to go thru me. I was afraid I would cum hands free. I was getting exactly what I wanted. A memory that would help me cum for the rest of my life. When she bottomed out, she leaned back for me to see.

I found myself licking that dick and her clit without even thinking about it. These young people with their perfect skin and hot bodies might not know the first thing about buying a car but they knew more than I could imagine about sex. I was licking like a mad man. I was moaning, swallowing juice more than my own saliva. I wanted to do more. I couldn't get to her ass but I was starving for it. I asked, ''Can you get on him like this with your ass up. She got off him and did it. She laid on him as he scooted back a few feet onto the bed. I still had a wonderful view of his dick fucking her pussy. That perfect, soft double loaves of ass cheeks waving at me as he punched in and out of her got me. I fell onto her as with a starving man's apatite. I was in a state of arousal beyond anything I could remember. I stabbed her ass with my tongue. I was pulling her loaves apart to expose it. She said, "David, He's eating my ass better than it's ever been treated. I hope he fucks it." I heard her say it but I knew if I touched my dick, I explode. It was like my whole body was going to cum. I pushed her up violently. She fell to one side. I was sucking his pussy-soaked dick like a man in need of cum. He gave it to me. Fuck me; I'd never had a young man cum in my mouth before. He shot hard four times. I had no chance of swallowing it. I was trying to survive but I couldn't pull away. I wanted to please him. When it started to just ooze out, I was able to keep up and swallow.

He let me suck him after he finished unloading. He said, "She really wants her ass fucked."

I looked at her and said, "I would love to fuck your beautiful ass. I am so far into this, I will explode before I get it in.

She said, "Stand up." She sat on the edge of the bed. She had hands on my hips. My dick was pointing up and dripping much precum. She said, "David gets off on watching me blow another man." She teasingly stuck out her tongue. He moved to where he could see it all. She caught some of the precum on her tongue, raised up till she was at the source, puckered and sucked it out of my dick. I grabbed her head and fucked her mouth; I moaned loud enough to be heard in the next room. I shot my nut and she pulled me into her throat. She had both hands on my ass cheeks. I had a double cum load, I'm sure. My knees were quivering after a minute but I was still cumming. She pulled off; I opened my eyes. I saw David's head move to my cock. He sucked it for the final few globs. They let me fall onto the bed. She was looking into my eyes. She was so close to my face. She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen at that moment. I kissed her. She still had a little cum in her mouth. When she pulled back, she looked like a child who had just tricked someone. I pulled her back and gave her a passionate kiss with heartfelt love.

I don't remember the details of getting dressed. I do remember her saying, "We'd like the car now, if you don't mind." David handed me $2, 000. He said, I'll drive you back to base in the morning if that's okay. My ass needs some dick too. After you recover, I will expect that. Let's get some food now.