As the train rocked back and forth down the tracks, I became aware that my rear end was bumping steadily against someone standing behind me. I didn�...t think much about it, until I noticed that I was feeling something big and hard banging against my backside. I looked down at the floor, and I could see that it was a man in a business suit and shiny black shoes. He was wearing a black top coat, unbuttoned the entire length.As the train rolled along, I began feeling slightly aroused by the. I let go of the floor to unbutton my jeans. I place my hand on my cotton panties where my pelvis rounds up above my clit. I hold and massage it as if it were my small breast,my finger occasionally running over my clit. I can feel my chubby labia lips through my panties. I trace them and press into them. My cotton panties are wet like my slightly used napkin.I take my jeans off and pull down my panties.I stand one leg on my coffee table where my computer now sits. My dark pink cotton panties. Us time bhi uske ghar mein koi nahi tha.Hum sidha hi uske room mein chale gye aur jaate hi maine uske cheeks pe kiss kiDhire dhire mahaul garam hua aur maine uske sath smooch karni start kar di…wo bhi mujhe respond karne lagi10 min tak smooch chalti rahiUske baad maine apni teeshirt utar ke faenk di. Main usko wall ke sath chipka kar kiss kar raha tha itne mein uske hath meri belt par chale gye aur dhire dhire usne meri belt khol di aur sath hi meri jeens ka button bhi khol diya.Uski is harkat. With deadlines looming at work, I would be staying late every day this week. Stepping out of the car and grabbing my backpack from the backseat, I hoped that my wife, Amanda, was already cooking dinner. A fantasy of opening the door to find my beautiful wife cooking dinner wearing nothing but an apron and a thong flashed through my head. On my way to the door, I peeked through the window and my dream was crushed. Not only was my wife not in the kitchen, but it looked as if nothing had been.