Immediately after the train start moving, the hand start moving too. I feel so arounsed, even though the hand wasn’t on my clit yet. It move slowly ...o in between my butt cheek, then made it way to the front of my yukata. Stroking my vagina. At this moment I think I was so freaking wet under. But I wanna pretend to be calm so I wouldn’t attract any extra attention. The hand is now playing stroking with my pussy and I accidentally let out “arghhhhhh...”. I have no idea whose hand was that, I look. That was an advantage neither of us two had.On the thirty minute drive to Peggy’s house I did glimpse a few times that they did let hands go to the front of each other’s blouses, but neither went inside. So I guess technically they were sticking to the agreement, or at least close enough.They gave their goodbye kisses during the last five minutes of the drive when I said we were almost there. They both got out, and Linda and I both got hugs. Then Peggy hugged Mandy for a bit longer than would. She wasnt surprised to see her turgid nipple swollen to almost two inches long in the tube. Bringing over her dainty hand, she saw it was thicker than her thumb. Her daddy reached over with the arm not caressing her swollen breast and turned off the machine, its whirring sound coming to a stop. Then he gently plucked the glass cup from her mound, each detaching with a plop, jiggling her fat titties. Free of the cups, her daddys hand closed over her still-engorged nipples, and squeezed gently.. The only meeting I’d had with HR in the past was when I joined the company and I’d never met the Head of HR, a Philippa Shields, in all the time I’d worked there so this was new territory and I was having a meeting with a new peer rather than a more senior person as it would have been in the past. I headed back to the main office block just ahead of the designated time and met first the HR PA – she stood, introduced herself as Sharon and showed me straight through to her bosses office. Before.