I was feeling embarrassed at the thought so I looked around whether anyone was observing me and to my relief all passengers were mum and busy with the...r whatever affairs.The tought of her body was giving me immense pleasure. I never had an experience of such a thing. I was enjoying it. The girl was not aware of all that I was going through. I got a bit pervert. I moved 45 degree towards her so that my fully erect cock could touch her thigh better. Every time I had an opportunity I pushed myself. She wondered if a bit more honesty might have been a better approach to their kids' upbringing.The next day, Gina Ashburn was helping the local teacher cope with her herd of first graders. She liked any excuse to get outside, but Luke, her husband, was playing golf. She wore tight shorts, with a loose tee shirt, and no bra. Though they maintained a sedate appearance for the town, she occasionally liked to let the air caress her body, and this school picnic had seemed a harmless place to let her. Resting my head on the door, I closed my eyes and wondered if this were actually happening. A 40 year old, divorced, professional male was finally having his fantasy fulfilled. And then I turned around into a new world. There in the middle of the room, with a spotlight shining down, on it was a black mat with a sports bag on top, a Nike bag actually. I walked over quickly to it and felt the coolness of the concrete floor on my feet; perhaps I was in Her dungeon. On top of the bag was a typed. In hindsight, this was very fortuitous, we wouldn’t find ourselves competing. We both graduated in the upper third of our classes. Neither of us made Law Review. We took associate positions in respectable and well established practices in our hometowns. Busy and eager to get ourselves on partnership tracks we worked ridiculous hours leaving no time to see each other, or any other for that matter. We spent a lot of time on long distance [this was before PCs and email, and text messaging], and.