I knew he didn't want to be on the train. Could hear him, in my head, silently thinking that these open mic nights already take up too much of his time, and that the train ride was just going to add to it. I was excited to see his set, and had proposed this mode of transportation. Despite the time, he'd agreed, and I intended to make him very happy that he did.
I intentionally selected the last seat in the car, glancing around at the other passengers as we sat down. It was an odd time of day, so the car had other passengers, but wasn't full. I quickly slipped our tickets into the holder so that we wouldn't be interrupted by the conductor.
"I like this." You say quietly, toying with the hem of my dress and sliding your finger underneath to touch my knee.
"Thank you." I whisper back, kissing your cheek. "I wore it for a reason."
"And what's that?" You laugh, knowing I'm up to something. I glance around again, seeing no one looking my way, and pull the skirt up to reveal the crotchless panties I wear underneath. From the way you shift slightly on the seat, I can tell you've gotten hard, though I suspect you were already at half mast, so I can't take all the credit.
"I want your cum dripping out of my pussy while I watch you tonight." I tell you, and your hand instinctively moves toward the junction of my thighs. I flip the skirt back down, though, as a passenger from the forward car had climbed the stairs to sit on the upper level of our car.
"Bathroom?" You ask me, eyeing the one positioned on the other end of the car. I can tell you're excited, that this sounds like a great idea and you can't wait to bury your cock deep inside me.
"No." I reply, pulling my jacket off. "It's kind of cold out today, don't you think?" I ask as the conductor enters the car.
"Not really." You smile, shifting again so that the conductor won't see your cock straining against your pants. I drape the jacket over our laps and snuggle up next to you, feigning sleepiness as the conductor punches our tickets. Unbeknownst to him, though, I'm ever so subtly undoing your pants beneath the jacket, and your fingers are slowly hiking up my skirt.