I happily shared my number with Pooja. She gave a missed call on my number. The train was about to depart and Pooja said bye to her grandmother and hu...ged her.I was sitting on the aisle seat and Pooja had to bend towards the window seat to hug her grandmother. As Pooja leaned, her body came close to me. It came bloody very dangerously close. I could feel the wonderful scent and heat oozing out of her body.The closeness of her hot body shook me, arousing me. The deepest pores of my senses woke. He and Sandy spent the day getting him set up in the spare room, finishing just as Anita got home from work. They all ate dinner together, and then went to the den to watch TV.When the news came on, Sandy turned to her cousin. "Bob," she said, waiting for him to acknowledge that he was listening, "If you're going to stay to watch the late show with us, I'll make some popcorn."Bob was anxious to get back to the news but he nodded that 'yes, he was staying for the late show'. Sandy got up and. Now everything looked faulty to him in her; the way she dressed up, tight and short clothes never dignified for the college teacher and especially the teacher to the students who had been almost half way through their baccalaureates already, so young, so full of hormones, so bursting with evil desires and …and………!!! He hated the way she sat and kept her legs spread until the whole class in his mind had a boner syndrome. The bitch was really good looking, supple with the best equipment visible. Mine was flirty. He was more shy. I returned a slight nod to his wife.I felt Jason’s leg slide behind mine. Jason got my full attention back. Attention from multiple men is always fun, but Jason was more eminently going to let me wrap my lips around his cock. That was why I chose him.A man gave a short speech about the charity we were there to support. It drew everyone's attention towards that side of the room, rewarding me for our strategic seating location. I shifted my chair a few inches.