You cock. Such is the case now. I’m sitting in this armed, cushioned dining chair, dressed very casually in my plush orange robe and matching tiger ...print thong you’ve so thoughtfully decorated me with earlier this evening...Unwrapping our presents has never been so eagerly anticipated. You are magnificent to behold…your blonde hair bouncing upon your shoulders as you approach me.What a sight we two must be now as you sidle up just in front of me, reach down and part my masculine legs, step. ‘Couldn’t you wake me up a little earlier?’ I called over my shoulder as I ran to the bathroom. Julia followed me in, ‘I figured you needed the rest after last night.’ She was watching my ass as I turned on the shower. As I bent over to check the water temperature I felt her place her hands on my ass. ‘Julia, what do you think you’re doooiiiinnnngggg…?!’ The last part turned into a long groan as Julia slid her long tongue into my tight pussy. ‘Julia…I…have to go…to…go to…work!’ I managed to. That was a defining moment for me, when I decided to extend my sexual fantasies and make them happen.I am Sylvia a forty-five year old widow after my much older husband died three years ago. My parents were Danish so I have inherited their tall, slim bearing and my mother’s good looks. My girlfriends tell me I still have a very good body, smooth skin, an hour glass figure and I modestly agree. When some of my girlfriends regaled me with stories of their sex lives I realised I have a lot of. She was tall for a Japanese, with a slender, yet athletic body. She looked adorable with her short pixie cut glistening black hair. She was just about perfect! I love a girl with modest breasts. I can pretend she’s much younger than she really is.I was slightly disappointed by her not wearing a traditional school girl uniform. That’s just my fangirl reaction. I may have watched too much anime.Anyway, she smiled up at me when I came up behind her. The train was fairly crowded, but thankfully it.