Wife…..kids….the rear of that young intern….Oh my God….. He sat in shock as he realised he had seen right into her pussy. Her panties seemed t...o have become caught on the chair, certainly they were pulled to one side somehow. What his fevered eyes could not see however was the slight indentation on her clitoris, but some secrets are not meant for sharing. Sam came quietly and then spent the last minutes of the train teasing her. She had wanted this to stop at first but now he had her, captured. I kept my hand in that position for a while.She started slowly moving her pussy up and down. I was like massaging her pussy over her saree. Suddenly there was some smell coming from her pussy. I understood that she had cum already. This continued for a while, she moved back. Adjusted her sari and moved towards the front gate. I could see 2-3 drops of cum over the floor of the bus. I think she was not wearing any panty that day.As she was going towards the front door. She saw back towards me and. Out of habit, I did as he asked. Matthew buckled the strap around my neck. I gulped and gently touched the leather at my throat. Not satisfied, he pulled out a longer, thinner leather strap and attached it to a ring at the back of my collar. A leash for my collar.“Woof.” I said quietly, imagining a whole new set of possibilities for our evening.“That’s right,” he laughed, “you’re my bitch tonight.”“I’m my own bitch,” I said, suddenly mad. So he wanted to tie me up, maybe punish me literally. I. I wasn’t sure if it was his bodily odour or something he used, but it smelled delicious and I wanted to lick his neck. The improper thoughts I was having, combined with my wife having apparent similar problems, staring at his chest, was turning me on. I was starting to grow hard, straining against my jeans and, alarmingly, pushing against his butt. I closed my eyes, hoping he wouldn’t feel it. The lift-ride was taking for-ever. He shifted, and I hoped he thought he could feel my keys. I was.