After I sent my wife a message, my mind started to think briskly on what more she can do now that she already had another man in her deeply, she can e...njoy and think freely. I finished work soon and then went for a walk and then called my wife up.She got the side lower berth in II nd AC so she closed herself up in the curtains already for privacy. as such the compartment was sparsely occupied. It was then she received my call and she started taking in low voice like a whisper. “Hey dear, u. I favour wearing ultra tight salwar kamis or top and trousers to work that showes all my curves and bumps. I enjoy the way my nipples press against the fabric of the clothes I am wearaing and I enjoy thianking about what men must be thinking about me all the time.Mr. Sen called me in his cabin one evening and dictated something.However I knew the real reason since he was jsut ogling at my firm breasts inside a sleevelss tight kurta without dupatta.I pretended not to notice when he walked around. We had a couple of beers and listened to some music, we had a good time, till I spilled some beer on my shirt and paints, She (Molly) came to the rescue and told me to take them off and she would throw them in the wash for me, I quickly removed my things, my bra and panties also since they also got beer soaked, Molly grabbed up everything and let the room, I was standing there naked as the day I was born, I wrapped myself in the wool blanket on her bed and sat down, Molly returned to tall me. No one was to be seen, I took one extra careful step into the front room, still no one. Then I heard Marie, "Boys, go fetch that sissy for me." Her tone of voice had made her sound like she had changed into this fearsome and dominating woman, a Marie I wasn't aware of. I heard two sets of footsteps coming from the kitchen, then from the arch way, these two hunky, ripped men with nothing but a tight pair of lace boxers strutted in. One of them cheekily winked at me as he approached and.