Jenny, young, attractive, intelligent and above all untamable, or so she claimed. I'd met Jenny on the train home from work. She was sweet and fun to talk to. She took my mind off the hour long commute and added a little bit of fun into my otherwise dreary day. I remember our first meeting, how she'd sat down beside me on the crowded train and just began chatting to me as though I was some long lost friend. She won me over from the word go.
She was two years younger than me, an enthusiastic 23 year old go getter who was out seeking her fame and fortune. Her fiery red shoulder length hair framed her perfect little features. A cute button nose, decorated with nose stud, deep blue eyes and full red lips. She was 5"7, slim but with curves in all the right places and clothes that really showed those curves off. Too many times she'd worn a tight little t-shirt that clung to her generously sized breasts leaving little to my imagination. Some journeys home felt like agony, leaving me aching for her.
She knew I wanted her. She knew from the way I couldn't take my eyes off her, from the erection I would attempt to hide behind my briefcase, so many ways she knew. I still remember the first time...
First Time
I was sat next to Jenny on the train home from work on a Friday evening. Once again she was teasing me about my profession, she couldn't understand why anyone would want to spend their days working in an office managing a team. She looked great today, her little top once again left little to my imagination and the mini skirt she wore was more a belt than anything else.
"I know what you're thinking." She said.
I looked at her suspiciously, noticing the wicked grin that had crossed her face. If she really knew what I was thinking she would run a mile. As soon as I'd seen her step onto the train my thoughts had lowered themselves into the gutter and struggled to find a way out.
"You're a mind reader now are you?" I asked playfully.
"Of course, didn't I tell you?"
"Go on then, what am I thinking right now?" I asked.
She smiled her wicked smile and leaned in close to me. I could feel her breath against my ear as she whispered into it, the warmth of her caused my blood to stir.
"You're thinking about all those naughty little things you'd like to do to me.' She began. "And all those naughty little things you'd like me to do to you."
I was speechless. I sat in silence for a moment not daring to move. I could feel myself harden and grabbed my briefcase hoping to hide myself before she could notice. Before I got the chance Jenny grabbed my wrist, holding it where it was.
"Don't hide it, I like it." She purred into my ear.
She removed her hand from my wrist and placed it on my thigh. Her fingers traced the inside of my thigh lightly, subtly so no one else around us could see.
"What are you doing?" I whispered back to her, turning to face her.
Her eyes stared into mine. Her lips curved and the look she gave me was enough to win me over for eternity. I could feel her fingers slowly working their way higher up my thigh, tracing flames across my skin.
"Jenny, people will see!" I argued.
She laughed lightly at my attempt to fight her. My willpower was spent. She had me, hook, line and sinker. I was hers.
"Come on." She said, standing up and walking away from me.
I was shocked for a moment but sprang to my feet, forgetting the bulge in my trousers but not caring. I followed Jenny down the aisle of the train and stopped beside her. We waited patiently side by side in front of the automated doors as the train pulled into the next station, our hands so close together that I could almost feel electricity jumping between them.