‘Y-yes… I am fine. “ I laughed nervously, shamefully covering the large coffee stain still spreading on my ugly coat. Of course I had to dress l...ke a bag lady, the day I run into a tall dark stranger. He reached down and picked up my smutty novel which I unconsciously dropped. “You seemed to have dropped someth—“ he began to say as I snatched the book out of his hand. “Oh yes, that is mine. Thank you.” I said quickly, hiding the pink disaster behind my back. “I am very sorry about your jacket. We had both met each other’s spouses, several times, and it was (seemingly) a very innocent invitation so she accepted. I qualified that statement with a “(seemingly)” because I must confess to hoping for more than coffee although I was not very optimistic about ‘anything’ ensuing because she was such a nice person and I didn’t think that I had a prayer of ‘getting anywhere’ with her.We enjoyed our coffee and conversation and spent a very pleasant hour sharing things about ourselves with each. He promised to get it over to me in the next day or two. Then we were on the plane headed back to Osaka. Our return to Osaka was uneventful as usual. It was a long flight but at least we knew what to expect so it wasn’t necessarily unpleasant. Kimiko used the time to start talking about our wedding. ‘Anata, I hope you don’t mind but I want simple wedding, ok?’ ‘Kimi-chan, would it be ok with your father, Ai and Tetsuo?’ I knew that one’s image was very important in Japan so I just wanted to. She had heard about this in health class, but it is different to see it happen in real life. She tentatively touches the sticky wetness and rubs in down over Donny’s glans and shaft. It gives a nice lubricant to jerk his shaft up and down with.Donald needs to control himself, but the teen boy here now is so sensitive to every touch, tickle, caress he is getting that he knows he will soon spill out. As much as he wants to hold back.Donny is so proud of himself that he is firmly on second base.