I licked my fingers as they came closer to me. One of them came over to me and asked if I was waiting for them. I had a nasty smile on my face and s...id yes. I told them how they made me want them earlier this morning and knew the rain would be making them go home. So here they are. We boarded the next train, I took off towards the last car, where I knew there would be less people and more room to sit. The guys stayed there for a bit, then followed me. I was sitting there on a long bench. You turned with the twist of the caress to face me, looked deep into my eyes and reached my lips with your kiss. It was a kiss full of tender promise. It was a kiss of passion whose power gave nothing away to the crashing surf. Our bodies locked together, a tangle of arms, legs and lips. You moaned ever so gently, then stepped back to slip your shoulders and arms from your gown. It slipped to the sand, its soggy mass no resemblance to the flowing windswept drape in which I first saw your. You. He started to cry, but couldn't get many tears out. It was over, he'd blown it.He began to think of all the times they'd had together, trying to remember what it felt like when she was still his. He hadn't appreciated that feeling enough when he'd had it, he knew. But now it was too late. Jen hated him.He thought back to one Sunday last fall, when they were watching the football game, lying on his bed. They'd been so stressed last fall, with applying to college. They'd fought a lot, about other. I continued to play with her pussy, suck her 36c breasts and tease her to arousal but without mounting her. 30 minutes later there is a knock at the door and I smiled at her and told her she is a call girl, and not to forget it, as I go to the door. I answered it and it is a guy about 20 years old with the pizza. I asked him if he is offended by nudity and he looks at me for a second and said no. Good, I said, I have a call girl in here and she is completly naked. He just goes, "Sweet!" I tell.