The trip got interesting a few minutes later when I got out. Waiting in the tiny alcove next to the restroom door was a typical forty-something bus...ness flyer, comfortable in Dockers and a sweater. “Excuse me,” he said, “I’ve…uhmmm…been sitting right behind you…” He was an okay looking guy, wedding ring and a Rolex made him pretty safe, if he was going where I thought he was. He was. “I couldn’t help overhearing…uhm…your wife?” I shook my head quickly to dispel that thought. “Well, your. " said Ben, lying back on the ground, watching her as he spoke, "I wouldn't start there right away. I finger you first, until you were wet-" Ben!" said Kate, unsure whether she meant her protest or not."Just listen!" laughed Ben, reaching out to touch her thigh and stroke it reassuringly. "And then, when you were wet and horny, I'd stroke my finger over your ass. Not trying to push inside or anything, but just stroking you. You know what rimming is?" No," replied Kate quietly."That's where you. John opened the door and I told him that there was someone at the door.“Go and let him in, it will only be Harry with the pizzas for tea, I’ll be there in a minute.”“You want me to open the front door like this?”“Yes, you may as well get used to it and will only be Harry, he won’t mind you being naked.”“But, but.”“Jade, you are not a wimp, go, now.”My heart was pounding as I went down and then took a deep breath before opening the door, my hands doing their best to cover my tits and pussy.“What. Truth. No matter how much you think it will hurt." OK. It did and it didn't. I didn't have any hold on him. There were times you and he were in your room and I got jealous. I'm the one who seduced him, got his virginity, convinced him he could bed me. It was like I did all the work and then you'd pass him on the way to the bathroom and grab his cock and just kind of detour him into your room. We didn't promise to love each other till we died. I felt that way but I never said it. And I'd hear.