While the bj was nice, it was the great sex I had that weekend with her that stands out. It started when I boarded the train in Charleston, SC. The tr...in was crowded with people heading to and fro for the Thanksgiving weekend. I was married at the time and on my way to see my estranged wife. When the train stopped at Beaufort, SC, Cassie boarded the train and sat next to me. Cassie's about 5'2", cute face framed by red hair, and very thick. I could tell she had a killer combination of big tits. Fifteen minutes later we got up to go and Donna said to Nicola, are you following our car, she said "Yes", and with that she followed us back to our house. As we were driving back Donna said "You fuck her and I'll join in whenever", I said "Ok", "Make sure you fuck her up the arse", "Ok darling" I replied.As Nicola followed us into the house she sat down and said "What now", Donna went upstairs and I put my arm around her shoulder and said "How long has it been for you", she replied "Not sure. I tried to resist and remove it, but he begged me to at least hold his hands. So I was allowed to do so. After some time, he slightly touched my boobs with his other hands. I felt bad for what was happening. But I didn’t want to create a scene.After the movie had over, we returned home. He kept asking sorry to me, and I didn’t utter a word. I was feeling bad for what I did to my hubby. Once we reached my home, he asked for a coffee. I couldn’t resist and asked him to come inside.We locked the. Tiny red house with peeling paint sandwiched between a vacant lot and a much nicer Tudor style. It surely wouldn’t be the most horrific place she’s gotten fucked in, but it wasn’t a landslide victory, either.There was the apartment building with the leaky roof over the exact spot where Galloway lurched into her. Dining room over an old table. Drip. Drip. Thrust. Thrust. Real talkative, that one. As if she was unaware of the fact he was nailing his boss and it was “amazing” and wanted her to.