Alice could see over her shoulder the muscular male was innocently looking at an advertisement for ladies pantyhose on the wall of the subway car. As ...he slid back and forth in the swaying train right on top of his rampant cock, Alice wondered if it was her tight ass gap or the picture of the young girl in pantyhose that keep him rock hard for such a long time.The train was almost to 42nd Street when Alice felt the unusually tall man stiffen up and go rigid against her bottom. She could discern. She : Today I also I observed you in the morning. you are not actually like previous . You are a good student and all the staff members also aware of this. tell me truth. dont be scared.Me : Thank you very much for your concern mam. But I need some time to explain all this stuff to you directly.She : Take your own time. there is no need of frightening about telling anything about this.Me : Ok mam. if you dont mind can I have your mobile number.She : Yeah sure xxxxxxxxxx .Me : can I call you. He took a can, stirred it and poured some of it into a pan. Instead of just handing it to me, he put his arm around me and took me to one of the walls. As I started to tingle inside, he took my hand, put a roller in it and guided me to apply paint to the wall.There was a bench already set up to hold the tray. As I rolled the first couple of passes on the wall, he nuzzled into my neck, lightly brushing his nose behind my ear and down toward my shoulders. His hands circled me and gently hugged me. We had openly talked once that if we ever did do this it should to be with someone that would hopefully be a little bigger and could 'fuck her' even better than I could. She would say to me, "I mean otherwise what's the point, if he wasn't better than I could just stay home and you and I could fuck." I pushed any insecure feelings of jealousy aside and accepted and wanted it that way and I know she certainly did. We even both admitted one evening over drinks that although 'size' was.