I’m going, to be honest about thatDiya: you are really straight forwardMe: if I wasn’t you won’t be texting me at this hour.Diya: hahaha true. S...o Mr. Hottie has a name?Me: well you didn’t ask and I didn’t tell. Btw I’m Sam nice to meet you.Diya: the pleasure is mine :*Me: so what are you up to right now, Ms.Diya?Diya: well in my bed, thinking about a hot guy from the gym ;)Me: care to go for a drive with that hot guy?Diya: right now?Me: yes.Diya: are you serious?Me: yes indeed.Diya: here’s my. Not the end of the world.I drove home and got there about 3 pm. I saw Louise's Miata in the carpark and was surprised. I had thought Andy's flight got in at 4pm and expected she would be at the airprort. Must have been mistaken, I thought.I headed up in the elevator to the apartment and went in. There in the living room were Andy's suitcases. There was music playing on the sound system, the Stereo MC's connected. He must have got in early, I thought. But where were they? Her car was outside,. Once his wife was parked into the back seat of the taxi ride home, a 40 minute journey through the nature forrest, my tormentor sat alongside me and d****d his arm over my shoulder, as my husband settled into the front of the taxi and began his slurred nontalk with the driver. Off we went into the dark and as I closed my eyes my naked breast was ever so gently eased out of its suporting cup and in full view to no-one in particular in the darkened interior, my nipple was subjected to gentle. Then the bus took a left turn. His elbow leaned on my left breast during the turn. He turned towards me, he couldn’t see me well, but he became conscious of his elbow touching my breast, and he pulled it back.Then he intentionally pushed his elbow against my breast after some time. I got really horny by this time and tried to control myself. The feeling that a stranger is trying to touch me and I’m accepting it without resisting made my body hot all over. He pulled it back again and tried.