We hailed a cab and asked to be dropped off at the street, following Google's street plan we found ourselves outside the shop, boldly declaring itself...as a Sex Shop, with projections and massages on offer. I heard my husband exhale, "What the Fuck", and I laughed, "Come on, it might be fun", I dared him, and myself, as I pulled him in through the door, he in his smart night dress suit, and I in a small black dress, all legs and thong, with heel and unfettered small breasts, showing my. He got up slowly and a little stiffly, still very conscious of pummelling that his buttocks had received from Allison.“Are you all right, mate?”Lionel nodded. “Yes. Yes, of course.” He looked around as he went to leave the train. “I missed my stop.”“Next one back is on the other platform,” the guard said, shaking his head. It happened all the time. Drunk, doped up or simply too dozy to notice; they all ended up at the end of the line eventually. This one looked relatively normal though. Apart. “You’re right,” she agrees. “I love how we feel together.”“I do too,” he says, smiling bigger. “I feel so free with you.”“Well, I can’t believe that you don’t have a girlfriend or wife by now. I mean, you’re so good and you have the most amazing dick.”“I was waiting for someone special,” he teases.“And do you think you found her?” she asks hesitantly.“Oh, I believe I did.”“But you’re worried about our ages.” She says it almost like it’s a bad taste in her mouth.“A little,” he lies. He worries. Pervert you." "I have cash ma'am." I offered meekly with a disarming smile. "Pay for them and leave the store... immediately! Do it now. Right now!" she ordered, pointing towards the register. The stunned shoppers finally went back to their business. Humiliation is the price you pay when you get busted for having sex in public I laughed to myself. Cum see, cum saw.... or some shit like that I laughed. "I apologize for making a ruckus ma'am. I just wanted to see how they would feel when I rub.