She threw the attic door open and wandered inside. She noticed that all her furniture had been moved up here, as well as her other stuff. She chuckled... "wow, they actually did it" she muttered, smiling. It was like a one-room flat. There was a small kitchen area with a sink, fridge, microwave, washing machine and tumble dryer. There was also a door to the left-hand side, which led to an en-suite with a toilet, shower and sink. Her mum had even brought up all her consoles, which she promptly set. And it worked out. . .On one Sunday, as usual, we were standing on Ballegunge railway station to aboard a local train to return home, and while awaiting the train I saw a group of collegian boys waiting for the train. Some of those boys, who were hardly in their twenties were checking on my wife’s assets. Of them two boys were looking, or rather ogling, at my wife. I thought it’s a good opportunity to somehow push Sunita into their circle in the compartment.By now day had aged into evening.. I felt a hand on my dick moving up and down slowly. The one under me slid down to my dick and started sucking the head of my dick as he stroked it. I miss this, the man behind me said and pressed his tongue harder against my butt hole. The urge to cum was building up. As my dick started to throb, it was squeezed tightly at the base. Attention was paid to my chest and nipples again. The throbbing soon stopped but the grip held firmly. After a few minutes I felt my butt hole relax, letting the. .." I halt myself.She smiles. Ok, you got me good."You really fucked me over, Em," I say. "A lot!" I emphasize."I'm sorry about last night," she says. "But you got all dressed likethat on your own and you *shit* yourself in a goddamn diaper!" she adds."I couldn't get that shit off," I complain. "And you undo the nightie andthen put it back on!" A take a moment to breathe and push on. "I had tosleep in that dress. I went to fucking school with it on under my clothesbecause I couldn't get it.