I sat across from her in the Quiet Zone on my commuter train. It was the only seat available when I reached the train moments before it left. She was young. She was pretty. I had seen her many times before on the train. I'm sure she had seen me admiring her looks and I'm sure I wasn't the only man who did.
I couldn't help but look at her and marvel at her natural beauty sitting so near to me. She always wore simple clothes and little makeup. She didn't need to alter or enhance her appearance. She was born with natural, girl-next-door wholesomeness. Oops. There, she caught me looking at her. At least I think she did. There. Again only this time I looked into her eyes and smiled. She smiled back and nodded a little.
My train ride was about 40 minutes long. She took some paper out and was making a note. I looked out the window and watched as we zoomed past the commuters stuck in their cars on the highway bordering the rail line.
A tap on my knee. "Excuse me." I said softly looking to see what or who I had hit. The young lady had tapped my knee and was holding out a note I presumed for me to take. I looked at her, pointed at the note, then myself and shrugged. She nodded and wiggled the note at me. I reached out to take it not knowing what it might be.
"Hi. My name is Tara. My # is 787-555-3424. Please sms me now so we can chat."
I pulled out my phone and sent:
'Hi Tara. I'm Rod. Nice to meet you."
She smiled and starting typing.
I got a smiley face back then 'Hi Rod. It's so nice to meet you. I've seen you looking at me before.'
As I was reading a second message came in from Tara.
"I assume you think I'm cute. Have you seen me looking at you?"
I sent back. 'I'm that obvious? And no, I haven't noticed you watching me. Yes I think you're cute. Though I would say pretty, or beautiful."
She smiled again.
'Well. I think you're cute.'
I paused. I am on the north side of 45. I would guess Tara to be about 22 on a day when she was feeling old. 'Thank you Tara. It's been a while since someone has said that to me.'
'We don't have much time before your stop. So how cute do you think I am? I think you're cute enough to make out with.'
Wow, okay. 'Ty again. Well you're absolutely that cute, but what does make out with mean to you?'
'Well it starts with kissing and touching and then goes where ever it goes from there.'
'That's my definition too. When shall we make out? or are we just playing to pass time on the ride?'
'You get off in four stops right?'
I guess she had noticed me. 'Yes.'
'Do you know what tunnel time is?'
'I have heard of it but never done it.'
'Me neither. So let's do it. I will get off at your stop with you tonight.'
'Okay. You know I'm older than you right?'
'I know. But you're cute and you think I'm cute.'
I took a deep breath. I couldn't believe this was happening.
My phone buzzed with another text from Tara. 'OK?'
I looked at her and mouthed 'OK'.
I was a bit panicked all of a sudden. I turned my head and looked out the window watching the backyards of homes tick by one after another as we approached the next stop. It didn't calm my mind.
my phone buzzed again 'Watch my things. BRB'
Tara jumped up leaving her backpack on her seat. She was wearing tight jeans that hugged her young body showing off her shapely legs and high perfectly round ass. I watched her walk away my eyes focused on the gap at the top of her thighs. On top she was wearing a jacket of some sort and I guess a t-shirt. I couldn't believe how nervous I was feeling. What the hell was going on? What the hell was I doing? We were pulling away from the stop when Tara re-appeared stepping over our train neighbours to get back to her seat. The train jerked and tilted a bit as trains do when they start moving. Tara wobbled then fell into me, her hand landing between my legs on the seat. She paused a second and looked me in the eyes smiling.
She placed her backpack on the ground and now sat with her jacket open and her legs spread. Her tits were probably A's maybe B's and her jean covered her pussy pointed directly at me. My eyes travelled back up her body reaching her eyes. She got a big smile on her face. My phone buzzed.
'Like what you see don't you?'
I see she's confident about her looks. What was the right response? 'Of course. Who wouldn't?'
A smiley face came back to me.
Then 'We don't have much time. You have mine, now I want yours."
I looked at Tara with an inquisitive blank look on my face, then texted her '????'
'My underwear silly. It's on your seat between your legs.'
I nonchalantly put my hands between my legs. Damn. There was a balled up piece of material there. I looked down. Lacy boy shorts. Nice. An image of Tara wearing only these popped into my mind. The woman in the seat beside Tara looked at me and then at my hand but she really couldn't tell what I was holding.
'Go. Go to the bathroom now and bring me back your underwear.'
buzz. a second message from Tara.
'No underwear. No tunnel time. I will watch your stuff. GO!'
I looked at her. She tilted her head to the side and mouthed 'Hurry'.
I stood up placing my laptop bag on my seat. Our seat mates were now annoyed with the interruptions. I squeezed past people standing in the aisles to get to the washroom. Damn. Someone was in there. Come on. Hurry up. I stood outside tapping my foot looking anxious. People were looking at me. I'm pretty sure some of them thought I was going to wet myself because of how I was behaving. Little did they know. I was still holding Tara's underwear, passing it from hand to hand, squeezing it in some vain attempt to release tension. I looked around and considered going to another car. We were arriving at the next stop. I turned and started to walk away. Panicked I wouldn't be able to fulfill Tara's request I was looking for somewhere to... I heard the latch on the lavatory door. I pushed a couple of people aside and passed the person coming out in the doorway. They looked at me like I was a fool.
I locked the door, kicked off my loafers. I looked around for somewhere to put Tara's underwear. Nowhere. I put them in my mouth while I undid my pants. I slid my underwear off. I was already half hard in anticipation and the excitement of what was happening. I paused for a moment taking Tara's panties out of my mouth and holding them up to my nose. I swear I could smell her excitement on them. My erection continued to grow. I rubbed my cock with her underwear quickly raising my erection further. I felt the train pulling away. On with my pants and shoes. I tucked my mostly erect cock to the side as best I could and shrugged at the bulge in my pants. Who cared if anyone noticed? I reached for the door. Damn. How do I carry her underwear and mine back. I balled my briefs up as best I could into my palm and thought 'To hell with anyone who sees or thinks whatever.'
My phone buzzed 'Where are you?'
'was occupied. coming'
There were fewer people in the aisles but our seat mates were still there. I stepped over and between their feet and legs. Maybe Tara hadn't planned her fall when she left her underwear between my legs. This was not easy when people didn't at least try to make it easier getting by them.
So now I'm at my seat about to sit down with a pair of underwear balled up in each hand. I shuffled about picking up my laptop bag so my seat was clear. I looked at Tara and rolled my eyes while I sat down. She burst out laughing. Ah, an idea of how to get my underwear to Tara. I spread my legs and slid my bag onto the floor at my seat. Tara's bag was right there next to mine. I pulled open a zipper on my bag, then another and pretended to rummage around. I glanced up. No one except Tara was watching me. I opened a zipper on her bag and slipped my black underwear into her bag. I sat back.
buzz went my phone. 'Sneaky. but you could have just handed them to me.'
I looked at her and raised my eyebrows. I don't think she meant that but I decided to call her bluff. I leaned forward reached into her bag, pulled out my underwear and causally placed my hand on her lap.
Her eyes opened wide in disbelief and her face flushed. She reached out and grabbed my underwear with both hands. I sat back, stared into her eyes and held her balled up panties under up to my nose. I closed my eyes and exaggerated an inhale.
Tara stuffed my underwear between her legs and picked up her phone typing madly.
'oh god. you just made me so embarrassed then so horny.'
Tara unfolded my under wear on her lap. Looking up at me she mouthed 'Nice.'
buzz
'can't wait to see you in these one day, but glad they're out of the way tonight"
'Yours are nice too. smell great. taste better. ;)'
'you making me so wet.'
I looked up and Tara spread her legs then causally rubbed her pussy through her jeans.
my phone buzzed
'any idea how we're going to do this?'
I smiled and replied 'no. but we're two smart people. If other people can figure it out so can we.'