I told her to change to which she said she is comfortable in that dress. Even I was comfortable seeing her in that dress. She asked a glass of water f...om me. I took a glass and purposely made it full and gave her. She tried to drink the water in the moving train from top without touching the glass with her lips as it was my glass. She was finding it difficult to drink when suddenly I supported her to hold the glass and in this process I pushed the glass from bottom slightly and almost half of. I sat back down, spread my legs as wide as they would go, and with a shuddering breath slipped a finger down my sex. I remember closing my eyes and gasping at that first touch. I remember my hips rearing up and my vagina clenching and liquid pooling out of me and onto the chair. I opened my eyes and as the woman gyrated on the man's fingers I stroked myself. Each swipe made me gasp heavily, each pinch made me shake. One finger turned into two, and then three, as I rapidly flicked the nub in. She smiled happily not knowing that he was manipulating her mind, adjusting it to his own needs and wishes. I think we should stop by, at the mall, so you can shop around for a few things you will need during the weekend. She looked at him and sent him a beaming smile. He was so considerate and nice, yet he hardly knew her. They locked the house and walked over to his car, a black Mercedes, four wheel drive, with shaded windows. Their first stop was at a mall where she bought everything she. I put on my shorts from the day and went out the door to the hall – our door was open so I knew she must have gone out it. It was quiet, there was a family that checked in after we finished with the giraffes but apparently everyone else was asleep. I checked to see if she was in the breakfast room that also had games and stuff to drink – nope not there. I went downstairs to the vending machines and computer area – nope not there. That really only left one place that I thought she could.