I was happy to see her there. Soon the music started and everyone was enjoying. I wanted to talk to her, so I was waiting for the right opportunity to... talk. Then I saw her moving to the counter and having two shots. I slowly moved to the counter and sat on the other end. I was on my 4th drink. Again we had an eye contact, this time she was smiling, I was excited and made up my mind to go to talk to her. With all my guts and went near her and introduced myself. She said her name was Victoria.. We didn't speak, unless moans qualify. I'd looked at her for weeks, and we'd only ever done this in my mind. In reality, her breasts were bigger, her thatch was darker, her gloriously desperate cunt was tighter. In reality neither of us were going to last nearly as long as we had when only my mind was fucking her.Inevitably, we both became even more excited. Our levels of arousal rose beyond reason. The movement, the friction, the heat and the surprisingly smooth texture of her pale skin were. On top of that, she wore her tailored tux-style black jacket; this jacket only has two buttons, which button up quite low, creating an extra plunging neckline. Under the jacket was the new sheer blouse with the top few buttons undone, drawing my eyes to the cleavage spilling over her black lacy bra. Her heels were as always, fairly high, emphasizing her buttocks and gave her a sexy yet sophisticated look. She always looked very sexy and in control in this type of "boardroom" outfit. She looked. "Hungry? The dining car should be serving supper." Patty nodded and the two women walked down to the dining car. Jane took a seat with her back to a window while Patty sat across from her. Patty ordered the grilled turbot with white wine and butter sauce. Lady Jane had ordered a pogacsa from a street vendor in Budapest and wasn't quite hungry yet. She requested that the waiter bring her some sliced bread and a whole cucumber so that she could make cucumber sandwiches later in their room. She.