”So, it was up to me. And he was right about that; if I made it through this, I could go anywhere, anytime. It might be worth the risk. Alright, I�...ll do it. This has been a period of experimentation, so why not? I decided to do something unrelated to stop me from worrying about this for the next few hours; then, as it neared 2 o’clock, I began to get ready.I selected something simple, tasteful, and understated, since I didn’t want to stand out. I chose a plain black miniskirt, dark red top, and. I took off my pants and slowly put my dick on his ass and moved it. I did not enter his ass as I did not want to wake him up but the pleasure in having my dick rub against his ass was amazing.I then slowly put my hand in front and took the underwear down from his front. I touched his sleeping dick with my hand. As I continued to move my dick on his ass crack, I went deep into his ass crack and then slowly started to press his dick into my hand. I took it all and my hand and started to stroke it. I suddenly heard a noise and put my dick inside my trousers and got up. Vinitha also behaved normally and told good morning and told me that she has bought the breakfast I thanked her. She was staring at my still erect cock. And I was taking a perfect look at her cleavage as she was wearing a V shaped tight T-shirt and a mini shorts. There was complete silence in the room, I complimented, “Nice t-shirt.” She thanked me and asked me that could she use the toilet and said yes she could.As she. After a lot of ego boosting spirits, together they staggered to the station, each buying a big bunch of flowers from a stall in the station, (the railway equivalent of ‘petrol station after-thought flowers’,) both thinking it, an ice breaker, a diplomatic start of their week of hopeful lust. Taking their places in the train and sharing a last nip from their hip flask`s, they exchanged wives names, house keys and oh the house addresses, just in case, each saying that the wives should be meeting.