I walked over and within minutes we had discovered that we had both been left by our business colleagues. I admitted that I had noticed her when I fir...t arrived and she told me that she had been watching me for some time now. We exchanged small talk for a few minutes more, and then I felt her hand on my leg, rubbing up toward my crotch. I instantly had a hard on and she felt this and gave it a little squeeze.Taking the initiative I leaned over and kissed her, feeling her warm moist lips pressed. ... so crude," she said at last. "but it was remarkably pleasurable too."I pressed my lips against her sex again. I kissed her softly and flicked my tongue against her labia. "Not yet," she said. "I have not recovered myself yet." I rose and brushed some stray woodland debris from myself, deliberately standing so that my semi-erect penis was near Amanda's face. While I picked off a few dead leaves, I could see her examining me with intense interest. "Would you like," she asked, "me to. His belly wrapped over her rear end, her tail stub not getting in the way, he immediately begins to thrust his fast growing cock at her hairy rear-end – and it slips straight in, as if the compatible parts are attracting each other. There’s no awkward thrust and miss routine, no need for anyone to reach in and help ... Which is good, because Paisley is sitting back on her heels, her hands now back on her boobs, pinching her nipples as she watches this handsome animal beginning to fuck her. She was right. The train pulled into the station and we shared a brief kiss and then we parted. As she took her hand from mine, I noticed that, for the first time since our wedding, she wasn’t wearing her wedding ring. I felt a pang of pain deep inside. Suddenly all I wanted to do was to take her home and spend the evening drinking white wine in our garden. Like we had done so many times over so many years. But I had agreed to let her go.Maggie boarded the train and I saw her find her.