Susan’s heart was pumping wildly, her breath short and sharp through her nose of their public display.“Dan, it’s still light enough for people t... see you fingering my pussy!” She panted softly.“Do you want me to stop?”“No, you have me so aroused, so fucking excited at possibly being seen. You’re bringing out emotions in me I haven’t felt for a long, long time.” A slight touch of her button made her body jolt like a shock of electricity.He began to feel her left tit, and the more the sky. They both eat in what seems like unbreakable silence. The food disappearing without a word between them. Glass after glass of wine following the food. The waiter returns with a waitress, taking the plates and replacing them with two smaller plates, a slice of seductive chocolate cake on both. Again the food disappears without a word, the looks between them saying everything. The clank of the forks as they hit the plates is the only sound between the two, indicating they are done with this. Please excuse me if you didn’t find my story too interesting or any mistakes, as this is my first post. Appreciate your understanding. Coming to the story. I live in a two-bedroom apartment in a posh area in Hyderabad. I go to my office on my bike every day. Everyday I used to look at a girl in a bus stop while going to my office. She is an awesome, beautiful woman of about 32-28-34 that any man turns his eyes to. So finally I spoke to her one day and introduced myself as Nick (name changed). He had just paid 500 dollars to have a transsexual escort come directly to his door and greet him. She had on a long pea coat and thigh high boots. When she took the pea coat off all she had on was a one piece swimsuit. Her tits were a 36 D and she was 5'9 with heels on. She went over to him and kissed him with lots of tongue. She then grabbed his dick through his sweats and said "Hard already we haven't even started. Where's your girlfriend?" He said "In the bedroom prepping her asshole" She.