Jack picked me from the bed taking me into his arms he carried me into the bathroom where we showered then went to bed.The next day we were up early. ...t was a warm day so I slipped into a thong, a pair of tight shorts and a tank top with a built in bra. Jack was sitting on the bed pulling his shirt on over his head when I walked from the bathroom.I bent over in front of him to grab my sandals. My tits hung nicely from the tank top. They did not fall out but you could see way down into the. I knew because I was looking down into it.One long delicate finger weaved through the air like a drunken butterfly before coming to rest on her pubis. I licked my lips as that finger slipped down and entered her. I could smell her pussy as her finger moved around and around inside her. Leisurely, the finger moved back over her mouth and disappeared between her lips, which she smacked loudly in mock appreciation.“Oh, that tastes good. Do you want some?”“Yes.”“Can you be a good boy and please. Heels, of course, to accentuate the stellar shape to those lovely stems. I rise and, without taking my eyes off those legs, offer her my seat. She sees the boot on my ankle, thanks me and says she’s fine standing. As I go to sit back down, the train jerks into a turn, cause me to wobble a bit on my way down. Instinctively, I reach out to grab something and wind up with my hand on her leg, gripping her knee. I sit down as I realize that I am now holding onto this incredible leg and as I announce. She would have gotten into a lot of trouble I am sure being an adult but that's water under the bridge.I married about ten years later and was in a loveless marriage. My wife never wanted to marry me it seems and did so only cause her Friends were all getting married.Our sex life was poor and seemed to be getting worst there was no way I could satisfy her with my little cock and my use of oral on her got her off, while she masturbated me to orgasm.One night I got a phone call from my wife.