It seemed so intimate and lovin’ and I choked on my reply, unable to speak past the lump in my throat.“Hey, man,” Matt said, gettin’ up from h...s armchair.“No!” I cried, puttin’ my hands up in a wardin’ gesture. “No… I’ll be OK in a minute.” I sat for a bit, waitin’ for my heart to stop beatin’, tryin’ to get back my equilibrium. “Sorry,” I said at last.“No worries” he said. There was a long silence. Flies buzzin’ against the glass, the tick of an old grandfather clock. “Ya wanna talk about. With a half-hearted attempt she tried pushing his hand away, but he was much stronger, and as the zipper came down she involuntarily thrust her hips forward, which made him chuckle. She was still struggling, trying to wriggle and push him away, but with one swift move he placed her left leg in between his legs, holding her legs wide open. At the same time his right hand slid inside her jeans and panties. Her cunt was soaking wet by now, and she knew he could feel this at that very moment. Not. She could accompany me, if she wanted to.I would travel by ‘Shinkansen’. She agreed to travel, with a bashful face. From the JR(Japan Rail) to bullet train, I had lot of unintentional touch with her various body parts. We both shivered, electrified. She fell on my lap in train, I held her. When a train passed by us in a station 225 miles/hour, she instinctively hugged my right hand, pressing my elbow with her both huge boobs. I shivered, stopped breathing for few seconds.Without even knowing in. For a while they would go up to her face, as though it was more important to block whatever visual contact she had with everybody. The humiliation of her husband watching was killing her.Joe starred at her as well. For all the times they had made love in the dark, he had never seen her naked in broad daylight. Her bronzed complexion framed the alabaster, shape of her bikini outline. Her porcelain breasts further framed the coral pink nipples that jiggled and pointed straight out at a gravity.