John walked to the intercom and pressed the button connecting him to the office. When Cathy answered, he said, “Cathy, arrange a jet to take us to L....”Cathy acknowledged the request and went to work. John turned to face the others in the room and asked, “Who wants to go?”Ling answered, “I’ll go. Ed should stay here so that someone will be home when Kelly gets off work.”Ed argued, “Hold it, I’ll watch his back for him.”Ling asked, “Who has the black belt? Whose job has been bodyguard? I should. ”I managed a slight grin and acknowledged, “it was my fault, I should have locked the door.” We both managed an embarrassed small laugh.At that point, I gained my composure enough to look directly at her. She was wearing a sports bra, tight running shorts, and a pair of high dollar running shoes. Her hair was reddish blonde and was tied on top of her head. She wore no make-up and appeared to be just finished with a workout. Her sports bra was soaked. Her hands were exceptionally smooth, and her. I must admit I was getting a semi with the thought of what was going on. When she got on the platform she stood next to me and leaned in my ear to tell me she had no underwear on, just heels and stockings and she was, in her own words, "fucking dripping wet"!I almost came in my boxers, the horny slut!As soon as the train pulled in, we jumped on and I took her by the hand to find the toilets. It takes less than fifteen minutes to get into the city, so there was no time to build the situation up.. Remember, I'd only used him as a teaser for a Carlton to get him riled up to just fuck me already but though Glen was a surlier dude, he had this rawness, so damn intense that he'd released the same in me.I hadn't seen them since but I'd be lying if I didn't relive every moment of what they'd done to me and I to them in private ... in the shower rubbing myself getting off on it or even slipping my hand under my bikini bottoms like I did just a few minutes ago ... rubbing myself in gentle, lazy.