The air in the subway station is warm and muggy. We had just gotten out of the Producers and were on our way home. It's late and the station is nearly empty. Your arm is wrapped loosely around my waist and I slip my hand in your back pocket as we wait for the train. You're wearing black pants and a black, button up dress shirt and I'm wearing a short black dress and tall black boots.
"Did you enjoy the show?," you ask giving my waist a little squeeze.
"Of course. I loved it," I answer. "I can't believe you got such great seats."
I turn towards you wrap my arms around your waist and plant a quick kiss on your lips.
"Don't thank me," you laugh as you look down at my upturned face. "Thank my new publisher."
"I think maybe I'll just concentrate on showing you how grateful I am."
We just start in on a deeper kiss when the train pulls up and we break apart and quickly step inside. We find ourselves all alone in our own car. We sit down and you begin rubbing my thigh just below the hemline of my skirt.
"That feel so nice" I say in a low whisper. Your hand slowly moves further up my leg, slips under my dress and begins massaging the soft flesh of my upper thigh. We kiss deeply and my hand finds its way to the growing bulge in your pants. I begin firmly stroking you through the fabric as we kiss, feeling your cock grow even harder under my fingers. The feeling of your hand on my thigh coupled with the vibrations of the train are making me very excited. I can feel myself getting wet and squirm in my seat trying to encourage you to caress my aching pussy.
We are still locked in a long, deep kiss when the train lurches to a stop at the station just a block away from your apartment. We practically run back to your place, eager to continue what we'd started.
As soon as the door has shut behind us, you wrap me up in a tight embrace and lean down to kiss me. You push open my soft lips with your tongue and eagerly explore my mouth as your kiss becomes deeper and more urgent. Our bodies are pressed against each other and I can feel how aroused you are. I break our kiss, lead you over to the couch, and motion for you to sit down. Standing in front of you I slowly slip out of my dress and lacy bra. Now completely naked except for my boots, I straddle your lap so that my full breasts are just inches from your face. I lean back so that I am sitting on your lap, facing you, and I begin unbuttoning your shirt. You reach a hand up and to the back of my neck and pull me toward your mouth. We kiss, our tongues intertwining as I undo the last button and push your shirt off your shoulders. The feeling of your bare chest against mine as we writhe against each other is amazing.
You begin kissing along my jawline, then concentrate your attentions on my neck. Your hands begin massaging my breasts, running your fingers lightly over my sensitive nipples. You gently squeeze the hard, little buds between your fingers making me moan softly. As you tease my delicate breasts I reach my hand down and undo your zipper.