My leather suit is crotchless so you can still get to my wet pussy. I’m soaked in the anticipation of what is about to come. I stand behind you and...grab you by your hair, I pull your head back and stick my tongue into your mouth. You are shocked but reciprocate my kiss. I pull your chair out and sit on your lap, you bring your hands up to touch me and I slap them away. I whisper in your ear ‘Your my toy tonight, you do not touch me until I tell you it is ok’. I feel your hard cock in your. ..I hope you two have lots of fun, I have no issue. Just treat her right. She has already said you haven't even really talked about sex, which is a very good surprise from where I sit...most guys just jump into it right away and that's not what Wendy likes...She likes to have her brain fucked more than anything else. Did she give you the list she came up with" Ha yes she did I said. "Good, Like I said she wants to have her mind on you all the time, so do what ya can to make that happen. Keep. As days passed, I slowly got to know more about her.Her name was Alicia and she was working as a designer at Zara and was a single mother with two kids and a divorced husband, who came along just to provide a good future for their kids. I also learnt that she was a Latina, was born and raised in Spain and was filthy rich and very spoilt.These meets and conversations on the bus continued for about two months. By now, were had become quite close. One humid evening, the ACs on the bus wasn’t. Just waiting for the line to move. Obviously a business man. Tie and pressed shirt and slacks a dead giveaway on a September flight. You just want to go home after a depressing weekend away at your folks. It was supposed to be a week, but you can only take so much. Leaving on Monday versus the following Sunday was well worth the price the airline gouged you for. ‘This your row?’ breaks the silence. Blushing and embarrassed you blurt out ‘yes’ and just sit and pray no one walks up and wants 10 F.