She just kept looking right at me, but now with the slightest hint of a smile. I now began to notice her body. She was olive skinned, had fair sized b...obs and an ample butt. Not a big looker but surely a 8/10 for a One night stand. Pervy thoughts were now creeping in and I was wondering how to bury my dick between her butt cheeks. However this was difficult since the train was not crowded and it would look too suspicious if i suddenly moved behind her. For the time being I moved my leg closer. "Except this time, I want to share it with you. We were going to wait til you came out of the shower but we couldn't resist." Are you two les...?" No," says Meghan. "I'm not in love with Rachel and neither is she with me." We just like to...experiment occasionally." says Rachel."How long has this been going on for?" I ask."About a year and a half now?" Rachel guesses."More or less," says Meghan."How...why...which...?" I stammered."Let's just say that after that incident with Tucker, we both. ” Mr. Bloomstein took it from my hand with a sly grin, and they both took their seats again. “Can I bring you anything to drink? Or do you wish something else? Feel free to ask for whatever you desire.” “Something to drink would be nice. Just a glass of water for me.” Mrs. Hardenberg smiled softly at me. “I’ll take a nice, eighteen year old… whiskey.” The way he looked at me made it clear what he was alluding to. God, he was really hitting on me! They both were! “Of course,” I hastily confirmed. The word punishment floated though her mind. “What did he mean, punishment?” Joy kept asking herself over and over. When she was sure he was sound asleep Joy carefully moved his arm off her body. Walking topless to her desk she turned on her computer. When the screen came to life, Joy went back to the forum she had found and typed in “Slave Punishment”. Reading what she found to understand what Joe had meant. She was shocked at the results she found. Joy’s heart pounded as she shut off her.