Nervously, I looked around and no one inthe crowd was even looking at us. I suddenly found his hand on myexposed waist and caressing it and holding me...for a grip, and was in aslow rhythm along with the bus movement, stroking and rubbing andthrusting hard cock on my buttocks --- In the crowded bus no one wasaware of this and I was pretty excited by then and enjoyed thehardness of his cock on my buttocks , to slowly also move to pushbackwards to meet each hard thrust or rub of his. This was. I replied a modest “yes”. A week later at an office party, i had a little too much to drink and she again asked me the same question. Only this time I told her the truth. She didn’t say much at that time. We all returned home.The next fine day in the office, we were off to a meeting around 100 KM away from the office, and the driver was off duty so I had to drive. Initially, we discussed the parts of the meeting and things that were to be clarified with the client, then planned what proposals. ‘Honey, you’re over-thinking the situation. We’ve had a lot of fun with your affair with Frank, but if you’ve had enough, for whatever reason, I have no problem with stopping it. Our lives certainly would not be diminished. On the other hand, I equally have no problem with it continuing, including you sleeping with him. I saw you cuddling and dozing with him last time downstairs and my only concern was that if you didn’t wake up, how you would explain to your supposedly unaware husband that you. Just get this girl through her confession for now...”“But the strangest thing of all, Father,” Bernie continued unabated, “was when he’d want me to talk dirty to him, you know?”“Are you kidding?” thought Jim incredulously. “Do you think that just because I’m a priest I don't have male blood boiling in my veins? What are you on about, girl?!”Bernie seemed oblivious to her confessor’s discomfort. Either that, or she was deliberately winding him up – he couldn’t tell for sure. “See, Father,” she.