| Wednesday, February 14, 2007 |
| Happy Valentines Day! |
Late For Work
DAMMIT!! She watched the train cars glide into the station. She was already running late and to make matters worst, the train was packed!!. The doors opened and not a soul got out. She had to get on this train, so after she quickly gathered her nerves, she pushed her way onto the car. Evil looks greeted her as she shoved her way inside. The ding of the chime singling the doors were about to close was a welcome sound. As the train lurched from it’s stand, she was thrown forward into the chest of the man standing before her.
Looking up, it surprised her that he was quite handsome. Her breath sucked in and she apologized profusely. He grabbed her arm and helped her gain her balance. Her hands remained on his firm chest. The people in the car shifted and she found herself flush against this man. His early morning, cologne scent smelled so tranquil amid all the confusion around them and she found herself relaxing against him slightly. He continued to hold her upper arm and she settled in for the ride.
As the train pulled and jerked, they were thrown together several times. Each time she politely apologized and disengaged them. At the next stop, a couple more people got on making their fit even tighter. It was getting more difficult to stop her body from rubbing against his. The train jammed on it’s brakes and several people swore loudly as bodies tumbled about. Her breast lay upon his chest and as the rest of her made contact, his hardness was unmistakable. All her breathing stopped. She tried to step back but couldn’t, she was stuck.
In almost slow motion, his hips began to move with the motion of the train. She looked straight into his chest as delicious sensations ran amok inside of her. He was rock hard and it felt so good moving against her. She felt her nipples harden and if on cue he began to move a bit more intensely. They pulled into the next stop and just as gently as it began, it stopped.
She had an opportunity to move away but something made her stay right where she was. The train started again and so did the dance. This was getting to be way crazy her mind screamed but her body had other things on it’s mind as she ever so slightly parted her legs allowing his hardness to directly hit her point of pleasure. He never removed his hand from her arm, so as to steady her as he dipped to fit himself perfectly between her legs. He was amply endowed and was working it against her.
She was throbbing from his touch. She felt her panties sticking to her as her juices flowed freely. Her hips began to move involuntarily against him. She had to come and right that second.
Her orgasm was so intense, she stamped her foot several small times and collapsed against him. Just as she opened her eyes, she realized they were pulling into her stop.
How embarrassed she was!! As the train door opened, she hurriedly stepped back from him and pushed rudely out the car. Breathing heavily on the platform, only then did she dare look inside the car. He was staring at her. His brown eyes were boring a hole straight through her. Slowly a smile washed over his features and his eyes traveled down making her do the same. He placed his hand over his crotch and squeezed. She turned crimson. He then moved his eyes to her pocketbook. As the train pulled away she looked into the outside pocket, plucking out a card. It had his name and number on it. A silly grin was all she could do as she walked away and to think, this would have never happened if she hadn’t been late for work. |
posted by Pamalicious @ Wednesday, February 14, 2007  |
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