Even I, who never wear underwear, had a pair of panties on today since I was wearing a skirt. The lady across from me introduced herself as Julia. I t...ld her my name was Rachel. On the train ride we started talking. I told her that I work for a high-tech company who is a major leader in 3D-printing technology. Once we were nearing the half way point on the train ride, Julia asked me what stop I was getting off at. I told her that I was getting of at San Francisco, the end of the line. She. My place is a dream. Down stairs I have a small kitchen a separate dining area and a large living room with 12' ceilings. Upstairs are two bedrooms and a single bath. Well, calling one room a bedroom might be a stretch, it is only 8' by 9' and I use it as an office. But the other bedroom is a pure joy for those who like sex-capades. It is 24' by 26' and my king-sized bed hardly fills up a third of the room. A lot of room to have "fun" in if you get my drift. The apartments have a fairly large. She gave a quick swish of her tongue around his head before plunging back down his shaft. Eventually, she could feel the twinges of an orgasm building deep inside her. Her ass shook heavily as her other partner furiously slammed his dick deep into her. Her cunt tightened around him as the friction of his cock in her became more pleasurable by the second. She moaned loudly as she pulled of her boyfriend’s cock. An orgasm rippled through her, her face screwed up in pleasure, her body. Immersed in a dreamy denial that daylight was now flooding through the windows. But still, some part of me knew that my hem had slid up. Right now I had my right knee bent and my left leg stretched out straight. Like some spiderly superhero scaling a wall, only horizontal. The tropical heat had made me do it.Of course I shouldn’t have gone to bed in a dress like that. It wasn’t slutty, but it wasn’t exactly knee-length either. That thing is not designed for lying down in public, my sleepy brain.