”“I see. And what do you do for a living, miss?”“I'm studying at the moment. Mostly languages. Extending my last year of study at the universi...y.” “What languages?”“Reading some Japanese. I always wanted to go to Japan and see Akihabara.”He nods at me and smiles, clearly not interested in talking about that sort of thing. “Newly boarded?” A tall and handsome man about 35 years of age interrupts us.“Yes, me.”He takes my ticket and smiles at me.“Have a nice trip.”“Thank you.”As the man walks away. I chose a white model about the same size as my cock, maybe just a bit harder, and although she was reticent at first, she realized it could add to her pleasure and accepted it. She called it "your little friend", and we used it from time to time.Fast forward a dozen years or so, we have a family now, monotony reigns in our house (happiness was scarce), and in our bed (orgasms rare and far apart). Day to day life was boring. Of course, I had started masturbating to compensate. Our marital sex. Today I decided to be a bit more daring than usual, and wore a very old / worn / thin white t-shirt, no bra, no panties, and a pair of white shorts, with my tennis shoes. Looking in the mirror, you could see my nipples through the t-shirt pretty clear, and you could see a nice darkened V in the front of my shorts (remember I have a nice dark hairy pussy). As, I got ready to head on over to the park and jog over to my secret place I started to get cold feet, What if something happened and I. She walked right over to me and hugged me tight, kissed my forehead and said I am so glad you alright. I just held the hug and was enjoying it. She is a true friend to this day. She let me go and caressed my cheek and turned toward Yumiko. It was not hard to tell my sister was as impressed by this gorgeous powerful woman as I was. Barbara turned on that dazzling smile and held out her hand saying You are far too beautiful to be anyone other than Sachikos sister. Yumiko blushed and taking her.