Eat now or wait until after the forty-five minute drive home. I lived out in the country, away from civilization. I escaped there after the divorce an... loved the privacy. I gave up a business career, simplified my life and turned my stained glass hobby into a small business. It was relaxing and very satisfying. Neighbors were far enough away that I didn’t have to worry about being bothered at all. My little slice of heaven. I decided to grab some fast food. There was a roast beef place that. As we had kind of been introduced, I said, "Hi, are you all right?" She looked up and I swear I was about to lose my head when she realised it was me. "Oh, it's you. I'm fine," she said, "What are you doing on the train so early?" I told her about the sprained ankle and how it happened and she started to laugh. Funny how one person's misfortune can make others happy. Anyway she got out of her cramped seat and came and sat opposite. We chatted a bit about this and that and I found out why she. As I licked her nipples, I placed my hand on her knee and moved it up the inside of her thigh, she opened her legs as I did. Feeling her, I kissed her, and it didn’t take me long to reach the front of her knickers.As I stroked the front of her knickers I moved down and paid attention to her nipples, she quietly moaned. Sliding off the sofa I got down between her thighs. “What are you doing?” She said. “You’ll like this” I answered, then Ellen, who had been sat next to her said “You WILL like. “She became concerned about all the time Christina was spending out of the house, and so she found an opportunity to check her laptop. Like most kids Christina leaves herself logged in to Google all the time, and guess what her mother found being shared in her Drive?” She stopped, waiting for me to cast myself into the abyss, while I cursed silently at that obvious, obvious timebomb.“A hot young man,” Christina’s mother stood up, “skewering my underage daughter with his huge tool,” she came.