” Harry blinked and looked up at the clock. Less than a minute till the train was supposed to leave. “They expelled me.” Harry stayed on the flo...r despite the odd looks he was getting. There didn’t seem to be much point in getting up. The clock ticked over the hour. The train was leaving. Harry looked down platform ten and thought he saw a wisp of smoke rise from beyond the tracks. Where was the wizards platform anyway? A mad idea struck Harry and he was stood back up in a flash. His feet. She messaged me on WhatsApp to book a pub in a nearby area as she doesn’t want to travel far. I searched a couple of pubs around and asked her to chose one which she denied and expected me to select one where she could come.I shared the details of one nearby which was good. She agreed to meet up in the evening.I reached the pub around 6 pm just to ensure our booking did not get canceled as it is a bit difficult to get an entry in some of the pubs during weekends in Bangalore.Around 7 in the. .. it's Bianca."Her voice was becoming more anxious, panicky. "I'm sorry he's in ameeting but I really have to talk with him. It's personal."A hesitation, a pause as the humiliation takes hold."No, I'm not his wife. I'm..his, uh..his mistress. You always ask methis. Why are you so mean? Can't I talk with him!"Bianca's wavy blonde hair bounces as she nods. Yes, maybe, it's sounclear. What's happening? Is she ever going to speak with HIM? She'll dowhatever the person on the phone wants. Nothing. As the shocks from my orgasm still come, I feel as though I might pee, but I know I won't. It is not my pee that is coming, it is my first squirt. I don't have time to get a towel or plastic to save my duvet, so I just carry on rubbing. Soon a new sensation of pleasure comes, and I start moaning louder. And soon a scream erupts from my mouth as liquid comes gushing from my pussy, going all over my duvet. Pleasure is surging through my body and my pussy juice is going everywhere. As it still.