.. are you sure?" he asked, sounding as nervous as I felt. I sat up and straddled his lap. His hands rested neutrally against my ankles. "I've been as...ing myself that all day," I said, "and yes, I'm very sure." "We're both very sure," Daphne said, placing a hand firmly on my thigh. He sighed, and I could see him bow to the inevitable. "Who am I to resist?" he said, and seized my waist. I d****d my arms around his neck and planted my mouth on his. He tasted good, yielding completely to my. Devon seemed not bothered at all at his wife’s acts of trying to get some reaction from him, he just chatted away about what some of there co workers had got on and what they looked like and how drunk Carl was, Monica joined in with what a slut Helen was and all he said was we all knew that and chuckled, BY now Monica had got Paul’s cock out again and was slowly wanking it, Paul looked totally confused with the whole situation and we both looked at Devon for a reaction but nothing playing it. ..I'd love to have my own place, so that way I could fuck whoever I want, whenever I want and to be able to have my gang bang if I ever wanted. But, I'm not brave enough to have sex with just anybody and expect to get paid. I do have some morals and self respect. Fucking is something to be exciting, enticing, fun, sensual, just plain down right fun. I like to have sex, I like to show a guy that I like to play with my pussy. I like the taste of my cum. Rubbing my nub to make me cum, then. And Ms. MacDonald too, how we seemed to hit it off, there was definitely some chemistry between us. As the train approached the station in Glasgow it slowed down so it finally seemed to just creep in to the platform. The platform was slightly curved so for the last hundred yards or so I could see people waiting for the train’s arrival. I spotted my lover standing with the others waiting for me, I was surprised to see she was wearing just a two piece suit, with her coat and handbag over her.