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In less than two months moving abroad, I fell in love with a handsome and charming arab guy who is three years younger than me (I was 29 then)—he lives in a neighboring country and comes in to see me every two months. After few months he admitted of being married and miserable in it but I stupidly went on with him. I don’t feel guilty of the times we spent together. The nights we did nothing but make love and whisper loving words to each other was the best days I’ve had. After four years and two kids with his wife, we finally broke up. Sometimes we would go online, exchange racy messages then tries to meet up again, circumstances didn’t allow us to but one day we will and when that time comes, I would be happy again.

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I am 22 and just got my first job, so put on my best dress and heels and made sure my makeup was great etc… I don’t have a car yet, so I rode the bus the 3 miles to my office.

No room to sit, I stood and grabbed a handle for the ride. More and more people got on the bus and we were all pretty close. Then I felt it, and old man in a suit behind me, we feeling my a**. I turned around and glared at him and he just smiled.

I turned around again and again I felt his hand on my a**. I was resolved to ignore him the final 2 miles to my stop. He rubbed his hand all over my bottom, and then reached under my dress and was rubbing my p******. I was not wearing pantyhose (who does these days) so I was rather exposed with my dress lifted and his hand rubbing me.

My body betrayed me, and I felt myself getting wet. Somehow, this idiot feeling me up was exciting me. I just stood there, angry, embarrassed, humiliated, and somehow s******* excited. I noticed other Men were watching him feel me up and saw that I was allowing him to do it… Free Pass right? Sure enough another Man moved closer, and reach up and started feeling my chest and breasts. He was cupping them, and pinching my n****** that were now hard in my thinly padded bra.

The Man behind be, reached between my thighs and realized I was wet there, I could feel his fingers rubbing me and trying to find a way past my underwear…. finally it was my stop, the door opened and I stepped out of the bus to go to my first day at work…

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