Robert had a long day. He took the train home and it had some delays about halfway there. The tracks had needed maintenance for some time, but the city refused to do it until problems like this arose. He got bored of the book he was reading and just sat there staring forward for a large amount of the ride.
His boss had been riding him for about a month. His sales were good, but since the team was hanging on him for their numbers, they were asking for more. He wasn't sure where he would find the "more", but he always did. That was why the higher-ups would always come breathing down his neck and hardly anyone else's.
He had thought of one thing the entire train ride home. He could feel his palms sweating and his heart racing as he played the memories of the times before while sitting in the cool tube on the way home. The delay had only heightened his excitement. When he got to his destination, he began stripping off his clothing as fast as he could and when he was completely nude he sat down on the couch and took a deep breath.
He laid his head back and let the cool air conditioning blow over his body. He knew he had to go back in the next day. He knew it was going to be the same, tedious work from that afternoon sitting there, waiting to be completed, when he got in the office. It was one long and continuous loop and he didn't want to dwell on it too much.
Behind Robert, there sat a set of bells, sitting on a long piece of wood that kept them all inline. Ten notches were dug into the darkness so that when the bells were placed inside they would sit snug and not be bothered. Each was measure exactly so that the instruments were placed perfectly inside of the grooves. Robert had done it himself. He had taken pride in crafting it. Once he had it in his lap, he ran his fingers over the grain before picking up the smallest bell and ringing it three times. He then placed the bells on the armrest next to him and waited.
After two minutes or so, she came. She was crawling towards him, her eyes locked onto his as she wiggled her hips behind her. She was wearing long white stockings and matching heels. Her undergarments were cut into a thong that was the exact same shade as the rest of her ensemble, She wore a corset that pressed her tits up and forward and no top. Her neck was adorned with pearls and her dark, brown hair was in a tight bun on her head. She had dark skin and brown eyes and black lipstick. She wore long gloves. Her hand found his zipper, then his cock, and then he was in her mouth. She bobbed on it after getting enough spit. Robert patted her on the head as he let the worries of the day leave his body.