Hi there I am a young female office executive, 25 years old, red head with a good figure which I work hard to keep.
Starting to see the signs of Christmas coming up and it got me thinking of something that happened last year. I had been commuting to another city by train for work for a period of about two months in the run up to Christmas last year. I had completed the task I was assigned to just before Christmas and was invited to the office night out which I happily agreed to.
I wore an extremely short little black dress that I love to wear, heels and black lace underwear and a long black coat. The night went well, had a good time and got a little bit more than tipsy.
I timed it well to catch the train, which was quite but still had a few people around, I sat near the front of the carriage / train next to the window. I texted my fiancée to say I was fine and on the train and set the alarm on my mobile just in case I nodded off.
After the train left the station, the conductor came through, clipped my ticket and moved on, this was when I first noticed a man sitting on a seat on the opposite side of the train for me. Our eyes met briefly and he smiled at me, I smiled back he was older 45-50 maybe, tidy and wearing a suit.
The man asked me if I had been on a night out, which I politely said yes and we engaged in some idle chat, can’t remember what we spoke about just the usual things commuters talk about. He eventually got up and sat next to me.
Unfortunately I have a tendency to get quite horny and flirty with men and sometimes women when I’ve had a few drinks, something my fiancée knows all about, So I may have been putting out the wrong signals to this guy I had never met before. However he seemed quite attractive and was very good at small talk.
While chatting about something he put a hand on my thigh which was covered by my coat and held it there and gently moved his hand up and down. I was unsure what to do at that moment and he seemed to take my hesitation as a positive sign. I don’t remember making any decision but found myself pulling my coat off my leg and revealing my short dress.
The guy immediately started to slowly slide his hand up and down the inside of my leg and I became very turned on by his forwardness. As we were very near the front of the train there was little risk of someone coming past, I could see him looking up and down the carriage every now and again but was mostly looking at my legs or my cleavage. Eventually his hand would work higher and higher up my leg until he was stroking my thigh and gently pushing his hand under the bottom of my dress.
I have to admit by this time I could feel my moistness building and couldn’t resist opening my legs for him at which he started to rub me directly on my knickers. I could feel my breathing getting heavier, he was still talking to me complimenting me on my dress and telling me how beautiful I was.
Eventually he slipped a finger under my knickers and was rubbing around my vagina, occasionally pushing his finger in or finding my clitoris. He suggested I should remove my knickers for him which I did a little awkwardly without standing up.
Now he had a completely free access to me and inserted a finger fully in me while rubbing my clit with his thumb. I could immediately feel an orgasm starting to build and tried to fight it back. He eventually inserted two fingers into me while still rubbing my clit, my orgasm build up quickened and I came hard on this strangers fingers. I had to fight to not make any noises as there were people further down the carriage and I was praying that they did not know what we were doing.
His hand retreated back to my thigh while I regained control of my breathing, he suggested we could possibly find a toilet to go into, I shook my head. I could see he was disappointed and could see the erection he had in his trousers. I reached over and indicated I was happy to return the favour. He quickly moved his coat over his lap, unbuckled his belt and opened his trousers. I moved my hand into his underwear.
I gently grasped his cock and started to pull back and forth on it. He sat back and was enjoyed my efforts on him. His cock felt nice, probably of average size, I was surprised to find he was completely shaved balls and everything and I enjoyed feeling the smooth soft skin. I started to wank him a bit more vigorously as I was not wanting to get caught in this compromising situation. He started to quietly grunt/moan and I felt his cock tense then pulse as he came in my hand. I held his cock until he had finished. He pulled a handkerchief from the coat handing it to me assuring me it was clean. I carefully removed my hand from his trousers and wiped his cum off my hand.
I excused myself to go to the toilet and walked down the centre of the carriage looking at the various people hoping none of them had heard us. Most were reading something or appeared to be sleeping and thankfully none looked up as I went past.
After washing my hands and using the toilet I went back to where I had been seated and sat opposite to the guy. My horniness had worn off by this point and I did not wish to proceed any further but did not wish to be rude either.
We finished the train journey more ore less as we had started with small talk, of course he asked for my number which I declined.
Arriving at the station, the guy stood up, gathered his things and thanked me for a pleasant journey, blushing probably for the first time I thanked him also. We parted in different direction.
My fiancée was waiting in the car park to pick me up, I got into the car kissed him and told him I had a confession to make. As we drove him I told him what had happened and how my knickers were now in my pocket at which point my fiancée confirmed my nakedness himself and fingered me while driving.
I think you can guess what happened when we got home.