I spied a spot that "take out girls" normally occupy and stood there for some time.A several guys passed but nobody was interested. One even stopped a...d tried to talk to me but I sent him off as he seemed to be dangerous. My legs really hurt by that time so I took off the shoes and held them in my hand. Finally once nice guy came around telling me that he was looking for some fun and if I would help him out. He told me he wanted a blowjob and regular sex and I said him it will cost him roughly. She used to tell that I am her best friend ever and she is happy to get me in her life and the hugging process became normal between us.. She used to come running to hug me whenever she is happy about anything and also feels sad about anything.. I was happy my moves are working good but we were almost to the end of the 3rd year of our college and it was only one more year I got to succeed my plan..So I was waiting for the right time to make my move and a small help came on the way. One of her. His startlingly blue eyes met mine and paused for a brief second, then moved on. He took a seat a row over, his back to me, and immersed himself in his phone. I did the same, responding to texts, although my eyes returned again and again to his broad shoulders and black, wavy hair. When the small light-rail train finally showed up I found myself disproportionately pleased that he boarded the same car I did, the front one of the three. I sat near the door, just in front of the steps, while he. They resumed their conversation, apparently about why they each liked to visit nude beaches. Glancing at my wife I noticed that she was VERY exposed to this stranger. I found out later that he had complimented her on her looks and thanked her for letting him get such a close up view, she had then reached down and parted her labia for him. From the angle I was sitting, I could see a little of the flesh between her lips, I imagined that our friend could see a fair amount of pink. The thought of.