He steeled himself to look up and smile, she smiled back! What next? Nothing. Once again she looked down to read her paper. Ever since he could remem...er he had dreamed of this woman, she had always been there in his mind, even before he had seen her that first time. He had never heard her voice but he knew what she would sound like. Was he going mad? He was nothing to her, just a face on a train. He was not a handsome man, not particularly clever, when it came to women he had the words in his. . I couldn't resist stroking her chest, feeling the fullness of it in my hand, flicking my thumb across her nipples, making them hard...she gasped and started rubbing me harder...I can feel myself getting wetter and responding to her touch...thrusting at her hand...it feels so damn good.All of a sudden she pushes me back on the floor...she asked if my master would like to fuck her too...I said you would and that you'd like me to watch...tormenting me...knowing how much I'd want it to be me you. For some strange reason the older man was facing her, and his round paunch was rubbing on her pubic area with soft flesh and the faint outline of his quickly rising shaft that pressed right on her sensitive clitoris in the front of her feminine folds. She knew the man was not doing it on purpose because he looked into her eyes with an unspoken apology on his face which she accepted without question.Then, she felt the high school boy’s hands start to make a tour of her ripe ass cheeks and even. His last relationship had burned out in the Tabloids, so she knew just what pitfalls to avoid.Ken waited a week before calling her and asking her to dinner. She put him off a bit, played the game and when she finally agreed to go out with him, Donna played it coy. She kept him on the line for a month before sleeping with him.It was unspectacular sex, but Donna had never found a man that could give her the blistering, mind-numbing orgasms she craved, the kind some of her girlfriends raved.