She unbelted the robe and stood with it open, contemplating the meadow and infinite ocean, with her bare feet on the tiles and her nipples still erect... She loved how her husband had poured his desire into her, thrilling to her new lingerie and eagerly peeling it off her. He was resting now, but she was still humming with the sexual energy he started. She smiled thinking of the night to come, a lovely walk to an intimate dinner, a late soak in the sauna, where maybe she would show off and. ” “Now pull you clothes off and bend over.” Slowly at first I removed my clothes as he got a jar of petroleum jelly from his dresser drawer. “Take a pillow and put it at the foot of your bed.” I did and he told me to bend over it and spread my legs. Laying face down and spreading my legs, I felt him put a large glob of petroleum jelly in the crack of my ass. Working his finger around the opening of my ass hole I felt it go in. “Relax I’ll be gentile, at first.” Working his finger in and back he. So I undid every thing that I did to leave no evidence for what I did. And tried to catch some sleep, in which I had this weird dream of actually fucking Priya on the train but then the police surrounding the train with the two truck drivers pointing at me. I quickly woke up from up dream; she woke up early and asked me what happened.“we have leaved this train, as the two truck drivers had seen us and might even saw us board the train, so it might be in matter of hours the police will come. ..." And for some reason I immediately thought, "Maybe she's not as 'fresh' as she'd like to be. Should I offer to let her go take a shower? What if it's not that at all?" Before the flood of possibilities could flow much longer she whispered, "Just don't hate me." "I may have hated you, a little, after you broke my heart but I'm done hating you," I told her. "You don't understand," she said, "I broke it off because I was scared. I'd never felt that way about another guy." "Wow," I said, taken.