Trudy,
Remember when we met for the first time in a crowded subway station in Manhattan. I, a successful investment banker, dressed in only the finest. You were dressed in a beautiful white short evening dress that just barely covered your ass. We got on the train together and just casually exchanged glances while I found a seat in the back.
You were forced to stand in front of me holding a handle attached to the subway car. People were squeezing you from all sides. It was 5:25 and everybody was going home for the evening. It was a normal trip home you thought until you felt a hand caressing your ass ever so gently. You thought to yourself that somebody probably brushed up against you but it continued with more intensity.
I am going to make this lady come, I thought devilishly to myself as I rubbed your ass, just enough to make you wet for my future plans. You could not believe how hot this train had suddenly become. I proceeded to step two of my plan. I ran my fingers down your leg so slightly that you barely felt them. When I got to the bottom, I slowly worked my way back up to your awaiting pussy. I was not too surprised to learn that you weren't wearing any panties. I kept thinking to myself what I would love to do to this beautiful creature if there weren't hundreds of people around.
I proceeded to put my hand on your bare ass under your dress. I could feel the heat your body is radiating. You jumped when I ran my finger between your cheeks, giving you exquisite pleasure. I felt your wetness emanating from your steamy cunt. I gently caressed your pussy and flicked your clit with my middle finger. You pushed your hips out to me to enhance your pleasure. Just at that moment, I pulled my hand away and continued to read my Wall Street Journal. I didn't want you to come that easily. You couldn't believe the unbelievable pleasure had ended so abruptly.
"Damn. Just when I was about to come. Oh well. I will just have to finish the job myself when I get home." You thought to yourself as you peeked over your shoulder. You saw four men sitting behind you all within reach and all looking at you except for a handsome Wall Street type reading his paper. You quickly ruled him out and decided it must have been that old man with the sly grin. You gave him a quick smile since, after all, you haven't been this hot since the time your older brother's friend sneaked into your room and woke you by licking your pussy. Or the time you walked in on your brother while he was masturbating and coming all over your white panties.
The subway stopped at your exit and you were disappointed that you have to get off. You walked two blocks and entered your apartment feeling along the way that you were being followed. You quickly went to your dressing table and withdrew your handy artificial cock. Unfortunately, the batteries were dead. You went to the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the tub. You took off all of your clothes and just as you were about to get in, the doorbell rang. You are a bit of an exhibitionist, so you proceeded to the door wearing just your thin white shirt and holding a dildo in your left hand.
I was pleasantly surprised when you answered the door wearing only the white shirt. I could see that I did my job well by the hardness of your nipples.
"Can I help you?" you asked.
"Yes, I am the man from the bus who has a job to catch up on. Take off your shirt and lie on the bed."
Excited and a little bit afraid, you did as I asked. I walked over and inspected my prize. You were so beautiful. I stared into your soft blue eyes. I pulled out a blindfold and tied it around your head.
"I am going to give you the longest, most intense orgasm that you have ever had." I said to you.