"Satisfied?" I asked."See my boyfriend is a man of his word," said Sarah. "As you will be wearing a bra for the rest of the week we thought youwould f...el at home in the pink room, Adam," Tracey added."Here take your dirty bra off and put on this clean one," Sarah saidpassing me a silky white lace one.I took off my bra in front of my girlfriend. I had a strange sense ofvulnerability as I was doing this like I was half naked. This feelingonly increased when my girlfriend called out, "Hey. In between whispers of "Fuck me please daddy let me cum again" she sucks and nibbles his earlobe, which drives him wild...and she knows that.Her hand finds his once again engorged penis and begins rubbing it through his shorts, softly at first then hard, like an Indian rope burn. He loves the pain and pleasure and his eyes roll to the back of his head while they work each other up with their hands.Being busy on one another's body, the couple fails to notice that the dirty old cabbie has been. Old people covered nearly every seat, talking about the most random things in loud voices as all old people in herds are prone to do. I took about the only seat left right at the back and Ron strode up the isle, bemusedly shaking his head and seated himself next to me. There wasn't much room and we were squeezed together tightly. "Pension day" he stated glancing round at the blue rinse brigade.We chatted and laughed. Ron was really easy to get along with and the bus journey flew by. Too quickly. Zack was a partner, and a pretty good boss, although he was as driven as anybody in the firm."Sure, Frank, come over," said Zack, pointing to a guest chair in his office."How are you getting on? And how is Jennifer doing?" Zack had attended Angela's funeral, and had told Frank to take as much time as he needed before returning to work."That's actually what I wanted to discuss. Jennifer gets home at about two o'clock most days. I usually get home between seven and eight. It's a pretty late.