Strangers on the train

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It’s been a long day at work
A hot summers day
I jump on the train
as the doors are closing

The train is packed
No seats available
As I stand to the side
Pulling my shirt from my body
to get the air moving 

I look up to see you staring at my waist
With each shirt pull
I’m showing my belly above my skirt
And you can’t take your eyes off me

I look away feeling a little cheeky
I keep flashing knowing you’re watching
I turn back and catch your eye
You give me a wink and go back to your phone

A few stops on and the train clears out
There’s a seat beside you
I walk down the aisle
But as the train starts to move
I sit as you put out your hand at the last moment

I find I’m sitting on your forearm
Your hand upturned under my skirt
Your fingers cupping my pussy
I give a little gasp as your fingers squeeze my pussy lips

You turn your head towards me
As if you’re looking over your shoulder
And simply say
“Shhhh, quiet girls get rewarded”

I nod and part my legs just a little
Your fingers move my knickers to the side
Moving a finger up and down between my lips
All slippery and wet

You push one inside
Then two
Out then in
Out then in

And then you stop
You don’t move
I’m in limbo
If I move others will know

But here comes my stop
What to do, what to do

As we approach the station
I turn my head towards you
As if I’m looking over my shoulder
And simply say “Follow me”

Published 5 years ago

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