After reading Sarah’s post I just had to share my experience from a few years back. I was on my way home from a really hard day at the office; it was cold and wet you know the typical journey home.

Walking to the train station I had been splashed by cars and hounded by the weather. I tried to find a seat whilst struggling onto the train. I found myself opposite a young man, The collar of his drenched jacket turned up looking like his day had been as bad as mine. As the train moved through the stations, and people began to leave, I noticed him looking at my legs. Normally I would have been embarrassed, but instead I felt excited as a warm flush filled my body.There were only about two other people in the carriage by now and I wanted him to look at me. I looked across into his eyes and slowly raised my skirt to reveal the tops of my stockings and the glint of the buckle on my suspenders.

I could see he was visibly excited as his trousers were bulging. Without a word I parted my legs looking into his wide open eyes. By now he could see my tight white knickers stretched over my now wet pussy. I lifted my hand to my face and slowly slid one of my manicured red nailed fingers into my mouth. I then lowered it down between my legs as I slowly slid my knickers to one side and delved deep with my finger. I teased and fingered myself slowly to orgasm as he watched with his bulging erection fighting to be let loose. Just as I finished and withdrew my wet finger; licking it slowly in front of him the lights of the station came into the carrage and the train started to slow.

He grasped at his bag and stammered  “oh my god” as he shuffled trying to hide his erection dashing off the train. I slumped back into my seat feeling very naughty and dirty but loving every minute of it.

Just a spur of the moment thing but one great turn on…

Love
Stephanie Brooks xx

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