”She snuggled in between my body and the windows; I pressed against her warm backside, and she reached down to position my prick between her thighs,...pressing up against her pussy. Of course, being in that position and combined with the gentle rocking of the train, in spite of her suggestion, we made love not all that long after the train had crossed into Victoria. Not believing there can be too much of a good thing, we celebrated a new day by making love again, when we woke up. Somehow having. Dark jeans and a button down shirt, a coat and decent shoes. Then I called a cab and went off to a local bar/club to see what it was like. The club was pretty nice, Fridays they had random DJs and a pretty active dance floor. I'm not great on the dance floor. I take up a lot of room, and I don't know if anyone who could take me stepping on their feet. So I stayed near the bar, and watched. I couldn't help but hear David Attenborough narrating the action before me. "Here is a typical urban male.. "Slowly Natasha drew the uniform skirt up until she could get her fingers into her panties and then, with a bit of a wiggle she lowered them to her knees. She stood upright and rocked her legs from side to side until the plain white underwear she'd been wearing dropped to her ankles. She stepped clear and then used the toe of her black shoe to flick the discard knickers into the air and deftly caught them, the action just happening to flash her pussy to her friend."Your turn," she said. "Oh, I'm sure she would never consider such a thing." It was Elly's voice. She had come into the office behind me. She managed to say it in a way that made me think that she felt Constanza might well be guilty of considering such a thing and then doing something after the considering.Freddie took the opportunity to use the interruption to change the subject. "How was the visit to Steve?"I filled him in on the trip. He actually seemed a bit more interested than I expected but I didn't get very.