Maybe to some men this was their idea of heaven. If it had just been physical, maybe I’d have been okay with it. But this was way more than physical... This was two women, both wanting a man totally focused on them in their time of hurt and emotional need. It was emotional bed-hopping, and I felt guilty as hell. Guilty to both of them, like I was cheating on both of them.Just as the feeling of guilt was building up, I felt Grace’s hand on my cock, followed by a girlish giggle. “Someone’s been. She had never seen him stay to eat at the shop before. As she went back to cleaning the tables, she could feel his gaze on her.Suddenly, Amy found she couldn't take being in the same room as Treyvon anymore. She needed a release. She walked quickly past his table to the bathroom. When she tried the door, she saw it was occupied. Cursing under her breath, she headed back to the stock room. It was more dangerous since it had no lock, but she didn't care.She made her way to the back corner, behind. I could feel it, the need for relief slowly overtaking my common sense until, eventually, I surrendered myself to making one final terrible decision and out myself, humiliation and shame burning in me as I explained what I wanted.“So, no touching, nothing. You just want us to watch.”“Yes, although you’ll have to touch me a little when you cuff me.”I was breathing hard by now, knowing that I was obviously turned on. Breasts heaving, nipples poking through my top. Face flushed. At least they. Uska cleavage clearly dikh raha tha. I was praying that vo mere next seat pe aa ke baithe and vahi hua. I was just thanking to god.Kuch der baad train start hui. Mai continuously uske boobs ko dekh raha tha. Main bht excited tha. Main us se baat krna chahta tha but himmat nai ho rahi thi. Kuch der baad mera eye contact hua and usne ek sexy si smile di. Maine apna intro dia and usne apna naam bataya Pooja (name changed). Phr usne mere baare me poocha kya karte ho, college etc. Phr usne bataya vo.