With practically anybody else, I would have been better off keeping my mouth shut about Mrs. Jackson and the fucking episode.However, Jenny and I had ...lways shared our secrets. I guess I had conveniently forgotten that Jenny had not told me about her fucking sessions before we started. I had to find out about those on my own, but it never bothered me. As it turned out, Jenny was not upset that I had fucked another woman, but she was very interested in the $100 tip that I had received."Dammit,. "Car door opening, 75 feet on the left- he is angry and wants a drink, so is going to try to mess with us instead." It sure was easier dealing with people when I knew their motivations! I downshifted, and stopped between the lines of traffic that were stalled waiting for an obstruction or construction ahead to clear, putting down the kickstand, and removing my helmet to become less of a faceless idea of 'biker' and more of a person.I made a show of stretching, although my back infact felt fine,. But wearing my new tiny black thong with black heels made me feel rather naughty and sexy. The train was already crowded when I stepped on, and it got more crowded, and more cramped, with each station stop. I found myself pushed to the back of the car, holding onto a center pole. As the train rocked back and forth down the tracks, I became aware that my rear end was bumping steadily against someone standing behind me. I didn’t think much about it, until I noticed that I was feeling something. I kissed her like I can never have her again, yes I can not have her again in my life after that day, it was so passionate and with a full force of lust.Within no time, she locked her lips with mine instead of resisting.It became more interesting when she moved her tongue with mine.Slowly I made her lay back and kissing her without even taking a gap to breathe.Finally, I stopped kissing her and removed her pallu aside and started removing her blouse as she was heavily breathing.I felt her.