She could feel wetness drip through her almost negligible patch of lace. The intensity of the tongue rolling threw her pussy into a tinsy and filled the room with her wild moans.
Sudden senses of awareness hit her and the soft whistle of the tube coming to a halt could be heard from a distance.
Shit!
The lust filled eyes were filed with fear and embarrassment when she realized she was dreaming on the tube. The few glasses of wine with the girls seemed to have hit her and make her feel like her whole body was on fire.
A pair of keen eyes had set its adulation filed gaze on Vana from the far end of the tube. Vana had missed seeing him tucked in when she had boarded a few stops before, but, up until now. Intensity of the gaze left her feeling bare yet glowing in the intensity.
A week later....
Gavin made sure to board, the same tube again next Friday, with a little flicker of hope of catching a glimpse of the seductress who had steam rolled all over him. Wonder what was louder his ill-fated heart beat or the silent chug of the tube. Vana was that breath of fresh air he needed in his upper class, stinking rich yet intoxicatingly complicated life.
He seemed drawn to her passionate rawness coupled with simplicity which he longed for in his own life. He found out, Vana was all of 24 born to overachieving parents and just starting her masters in human physiology at the prestigious University of Bath. Gavin could not stop thinking he had only 3 weeks to chase her, pursue her and have her in bed.
As he caught a glimpse of Vana from the corner of his eye, he wasted no second to walk up to her with a bouquet of freshly chopped carnations from his garden in her favorite color, a deep shade of pinkish wine.
"Hi, can I have the seat next to you"? in his deep sexy British ascent, which could make anyone weak in the knees. Vana looked with perplexed and excited eyes at that gorgeous face with bewitching voice. No words came out of her tongue-tied mouth, which Gavin would have all day long. As her mind raced faster than a cheetah and heart soared higher than the eagle.
"Ah" is all she could let out from those perfectly crafted mouth and lips that deserved to be kissed.
Gavin played his best cards, the definite ten-minute tube ride landed being an indefinite rendezvous of night filled with passion and love making. The fire at the slight touch would leave anyone burnt. The train drive was filed with unsaid passion, desire as the eyes did all the talking. There was no need for the mouth to spell out the desire and what came next. Gavin held on too Vana's hand to jump out of the tube the minute in hit the platform. Vana following him like a love-struck puppy. They just about entered the mirrored elevator to rush into each other's arms. Gavin pressed his already wet lips on to Vana like there was no tomorrow, sucking every ounce of breath that could be left before letting go of her. All the mirrors were simultaneously reflecting their passion and love in making. Vana kissed back with the same fervor as she ran her hands through his gorgeous locks and tall back.
Gavin was all of 5.11" and could drown the petite Vana into him. Without leaving the touch of her lips he pushed the purse of her shoulder, letting it fall on the floor with a soft bang. His big hands slowly slid down the length of her back as he felt it. He gently pulled up her already short rose gold silk dress. Even in the heat of passion he was mindful of not hurting her. They slowly rolled into the apartment as the elevator came to a sudden halt. The apartment felt nice, warm and welcoming on account of the new installed centrally heating in the uber-luxurious 4500 sq feet apartment.
Slowly losing each piece of garment that separated which refused to diffuse any heat. Vana peeled threw each layer with vigor and speed, first the heavy winter jacket, then the sky-blue shirt of smooth Egyptian cotton. Gavin came to her rescue as she struggled with the black belt.