My looks went down and checked the lady who is on lower berth. She is Sindhu the daughter. She is playing with her mobile. I purposefully made a move ...o catch her attention and succeeded. She looked at me and found me staring her. She opened her legs under her blanket and again closed and went back to her mobile games.I got down from my berth and went to toilet and came back and seen her mom already in deep sleep but in nice compromising position. This girl is still with her cell in hand. I. ”“Oh, Dr. Mata Hari?”“More Dr. Jamie Bond.”“Tell you what. Turn me loose on Jerry. You can be straightforward with Hal and his friends.”····Lauren and I welcomed Jerry to my apartment. I cheated a little with a blonde hair fall, since my hair isn’t as long as Lauren’s. We agreed that I’d wear heels a couple of inches higher.So, Jerry met two lovely MILFs, one with long red and one with long blonde hair. We both wore trenchcoats in the apartment, which, to an intelligent intelligence analyst,. As I never masturbated before, afraid of anything like this because of my 'religious' education, also this was new to me. I was deeply ashamed by my reactions to his handling and had a hard time to hide my physical reactions to it. I did my best not to start panting under his hands, tried to breath as normal as I could, afraid for the reactions when I would start breathing heavily and start to buck my hips with Marcs movements. Next few days all things went quite normal, well, normal in that. You two are so very close, so in love and in tune with each other. I envy you that; I wish I’d been more like that early in our marriage, and perhaps none of this would have happened.” I walked him to the door of my office. “Well, you somehow survived; you love each other very much, that’s clear, and you have two great kids. That’s what matters.” He paused with his hand on the door knob. “Yes, it is – and we do love each other. It took time, David, and a lot of work, but we made it. I was able.