Every day I take the same train, same route, to and from work. When you observe people this often, you catch little private moments they don't realize they're sharing.
As my eyes wandered, my gaze caught her legs, crossing then uncrossing. The slightest reveal of crimson panties hooked me in. As my eyes started traveling north up her form, our eyes met. She had been observing me, observing her. I felt awkward, like I was caught doing something, so I turned away quickly. When I casually looked at her again, she was smirking at me. Amused by my shy timid demeanor. Did she purposely let her panties linger so I could see them?
The screeching of the train prompted the next stop and she rose to her feet, her short skirt providing a tease of her round juicy ass as she bent down to pick up her bag from the seat next to hers. Thighs and ass cheeks lure me to stare harder, just as she shifts her head to see if I'm watching. I realize she is doing it on purpose and it was turning me on in a bad way.
She slung her bag over her shoulder heading in my direction towards the door to exit. At my shoulder, she leans in, her breath on my neck, she suggests in a stern growl, "Maybe you should get off here for a better look."
My cock grew hard almost immediately as she walked away and exited the door. She walked past my window, a brief glance over her shoulder revealing a sly smile. I had a decision to make, and fast. If those doors closed, this could be a missed opportunity. I decided to take it, I shot out of my seat and slipped through the doors as they were sliding closed. I could see those legs climbing the stairwell up to the loud city streets above.
I've never done anything like this before, engaging in some cryptic encounter with a stranger. I was firing on all cylinders, my mind busy with what I should do.
Should I hustle and catch up to her?
Should I lag behind and wait for her signal?
Just then, her head turns and she flashes me that smirk again. She's toying with me, I realize this is part of the game. Like leaving breadcrumbs baiting me to follow her. Her confidence was intoxicating and out of the norm for me. I was intrigued to find out what would happen next.
After a few blocks, sifting through a crowd of people shuffling along in their day, I managed to see her at the platform of her building, slipping her key in the lock. Before entering and leaving the door cracked, she met my eyes to be sure I saw her. Her pace was slow as she climbed a couple flights of stairs to her floor. Her heels clicking along the way, taunting me with that slow anticipation and mystery of what's to come.
At her apartment, the door was left partially cracked, synonymous with her continual tease to toy with me. When I pushed it open, it made a haunting creak. She was standing there near the window, the light shining in behind her creating this glow around her. With her hands on her hips, she playfully says, "Don't be shy, come in and stay awhile."
I entered, and I'm a little intimidated. Unsure of what's to come, excited by the thrill. She simply points to a chair placed in the middle of the room, gesturing to it vaguely, adding a "Have a seat." I jump to do as she says, sitting with my hands in my lap waiting for her. The vibe of the room screams that she is in charge. Continually prompting me with her suggestions, which have me eating out of the palm of her hand.
She sauntered over to the chair, squaring up with my body, towering over me. She straddled one of my legs, allowing me to feel the heat radiating from her thighs. It took everything I had to keep composure, my cock ached with the tease of it. She ran her fingers through my hair, balling up a little fist when reaching the back and tugged my head back. My neck followed, allowing my face to look upward. She leaned in over me, nearly touching my lips with hers and said, "Undress me, slowly."
She covered my mouth with hers, planting the deepest kiss submerging my very being in her well of seduction. I couldn't have saved myself even if I wanted to.
I reached my hands up to her long legs, fingertips traveling painfully slow, reaching her lace panties underneath her skirt. Her hot flesh stoked my lust as I carefully drug those panties down, past her stockings, finally allowing them to fall to the floor.
