We go inside and I ask if you want a drink. You say you’d love one. You take a seat on the couch as I go into the kitchen to get fix you a drink. ...I bring you your drink and tell you that I need to use the bathroom. I suggest that you turn on the television and make yourself at home. I return from the bathroom and notice that you’ve kicked off your tennis shoes and socks. We start to make small talk. Eventually, I bring up how I fantasize about you. You start to blush and ask me some. We were making out continuously for a good 30-40 mins I think. And while we were making out, she was pressing my bulge, which was really uncomfortable, and I kept fondling her boobs and ass over her clothes.I then lifted her, and we moved to the bedroom from the couch.We were making out again, and this time there was a lot of teasing, and a lot of intensity to it too. I found her neck as her weak spot, and i went all over it (She later told me she had a hickey on the neck, and had to keep her. She began to strip. She was incredibly beautiful. But rather than distract me, it seemed to egg me on. She was there in her garters and panties, and I was there grinning with a 92% score. "Good boy!" cheered Pumpkin as she gave me a huge hug, her monstrous tits pressing against me. If you win, you can fuck me anyway you like, as often as you like. I will suck your balls dry of cum. I will eat your wife's pussy if you want too." "Ginny isn't my wife, she's my employee, and friend, and she eats. We were sitting together on the half empty train toward the front end of the carriage hidden from view from the other passengers who were all sat in seats behind us. A little way into the journey an older guy came through the adjoining doors from the carriage in front and passed by our seats into the carriage behind us leering at Mrs O as he went. I looked at her and she burst out laughing saying what a dirty old bastard he was when much to our surprise he came back and sat down a few seats in.