I’d been married to Max for just over a year and I was out on a girly night. It had been great to see all my old friends and we’d had such a great...evening catching up on gossip! I’d been teased about my devotion to Max. I’d previously slept around a bit before Max but I was now his adoring wife and was glad to be settled, not needing to have sex with a different guy each week. I had fancied Max from the moment we met, he is just under six foot, has black hair and when we first met, he had just. There was a couple of baskets near there so I had to stand pretty close to that seat, which had an old man sitting on it.As it was supposed to be a casual 30 min journey to the bus stop near my house and due to the long day I had I dozed off standing there. I don’t know for how long, but I woke up with a hand near my knees, a slow rub, I looked down and it was the man seated there. He looked like he’s near his 50’s. Dark in complexion, his palms were bit rough. He gave me a wink when we made. Her tongue stroked through my snatch. My hips wiggled back and forth, my ass clenching.“I always enjoy being massaged by a girl,” I said. “It's a gentler experience. Different from being with a boy.”“Uh-huh,” the girl said as my hands reached her lower back. I was massaging at the slope of her ass, almost sliding beneath her towel. I brushed the beginning swell of her rump, massaging her. She shifted, her back muscles rippling. “It's nice. You're very relaxing.”“Good,” I purred. “I know you're. .."He lightly caressed one shoulder.She shuddered. Pleasure radiated through her body from the touch. "Wait... what are you... oh..."He brushed his fingers along the nape of her neck.Sally quivered. Her heart thumped. Her breath became a light pant. "Oh my... h-how are you..."He lightly brushed his fingers through her hair.She uttered a low moan and swayed when her legs felt like water. The heat over her skin slipped down between her legs and concentrated there. "Uhhn... what... how... oh.