She let me feel ger tits and rub her over her little shorts. I would jerk off ecery night thinking about her. One day, she put her little hand down ...my shorts and stroked my cock. She was a little bit shy, but I came so fast. The feeling of her soft hand was overwhelming. It was a couple days later, she did it again. Then I returned the favor. I'll never forget how hard my heart was pounding as my fingers found their way to her wet pussy. She was fully clothed, but, I felt pussy for the. From there it wouldn't be long until she arrived at King's Cross Station and the night could begin.*****************Having not been recognized at all, Hilary left the large train station and stood on the dark, cold sidewalk to consider her next move. It was gone 1am.Already it was clear she was way off the tourist trail. Despite efforts to clean up the area and introduce family-friendly attractions to this neglected part of the city, it still retained it's disreputable atmosphere. Certainly at. The McDonald’s drive-thru wasn’t exactly what I presumed she had in mind, but I couldn’t help but laugh a little when she pulled up to the speaker and asked me what I wanted. We ordered and drove to Riverfront Park on the Columbia River. She found a secluded spot to park, and we sat in the car eating our dinner and talking.Diana told me more about her husband, Phil, and how he’d become ill with brain cancer. After it was diagnosed, the doctor told them he likely only had a few months left. She. He reached across me and opened my door, "Get out, and wait for me on the footpath." he ordered. Stunned, I got out, standing there in only stockings and heels. several people walked past, staring at me, as he took his time getting out and locking the car. he handed me the dress, "Put this on, and stop being such a fucking slut." he said, loud enough for several passers-by to hear and exchange glances. My face reddened in pure embarrassment, as I quickly pulled it on. It was very short, showing.