I did them without complaints and took great pride in my work. The next year, I became Kyle’s personal assistant. Keeping him and the office on sche...dule was far more challenging than I thought. I came in contact with families of the deceased, wrote obituaries and ordered flowers for the services, but still I thrived on it. I found my dream job. In less than three months, my relationship with Kyle turned sexual as our innocent flirtations became more daring. He would pat my ass when he passed. Any uneasiness was soon replaced with excitement and we stared at each other knowingly. The bar was extremely full now, but I saw Katie make a subtle gesture towards the bar and then get up from her chair. I watched her as she walked, her beautiful arse gently swaying from side to side. She disappeared into a throng of people at the darkest corner of the room, and I followed her. This dark part of the bar was full of people. They were standing, tightly packed, trying to talk to each other over. My back of my hand is now pressing against her upper thigh. Now i am feeling really horny! i now cannot conceal my throbbing cock. so i push against her hand. her back of her hand is now positioned perfectly. She must know my cock is there pushing her hand.Stop 3. its is impossible to have anymore people in this train! tho that does not stop people trying.i become bold! there a big push from the masses on the train! my hand turns the other way and now i have her thigh in my hand. I move up with. After many shots I had to use the men's room. When I came back I saw my sensual wife was chatting and flirting with a huge black man. Anita was touching his arm as they talked. I saw her nodding and then they went up to the dance floor.My wife danced with him and it looked like she was trying to fuck him. I could make out Anita kissing her black partner on the lips and rubbing her crotch against his pelvis. I felt both jealous and aroused. My erection was aching in my pants. His dark hand was.