The train cut into a turn and he was pushed into me again and I reached down to stop him from falling too far and grabbed his waist as I did I felt hi...m grind his zippered ass right into my crotch. Since I was wearing dress pants it was easy for him to tell that I was turned on and I saw him look over his shoulder and give me a smile. He grabbed me by the free hand and held it on his hip while he continued to grind up against me. I began to get irrationally horny but wasn't about to have him. " Well, they're very sensitive right now, a little sore, but not bad.Although when my clothes rub against them, it almost makes me crazysometimes." Darlene thought for a minute, "OK, let's do it, but not outhere." The ladies room?" That would work."Sue followed Darlene to the ladies room. "Let's use a stall, I don'twant somebody to walk in on us."The handicap stall was open, so they went in and shut the door."Um," Darlene said, looking embarrassed. "Go ahead."Sue reached out and touched. “Am I interrupting? Shall I leave?”When had she ever asked anyone to leave her office?! He knew her well enough to know she would never be so rude, no matter how busy she was or how ready she was to get home, have a glass of wine, relax, and regret the absence of her “therapy” the next afternoon. They talked desultorily of work. She was feeling impatient, wondering why he was here wasting her time. He was socially awkward, sure, but honestly! Was he really that oblivious?“So when does the. Her fingers slid in and out making her wetter. Never before had she done such a personal and intimate act in front of another person. She felt consumed with humiliation before his steady gaze. Her hands took on a life of their own, one running over her body caressing and squeezing her breasts while the other continued to stimulate her pussy. She tried to forget her shame by studying her captor. He sat with his legs spread his giant glistening tool raising up straight and proud. She stared at it.