Mandy found herself with a month working on local services, well not so much as local but trains where the journey time was no more than two hours. These were the ones she didn't particularly like as the ability to meet other sexual partners was limited.
Today had been a long day and Mandy was now on her last trip of the evening. It was the last commuter/office worker train and was due to depart at 21.13. It was busy with people, in fact it was standing room only and Mandy knew that the first 4 stations were close together and many of the passengers would get off.
The train left on time and it was packed but everyone seemed in good spirits. When Mandy walked through the train she had her bum pinched on more than occasion. It made her smile and she was flattered.
As the stations came and went the train emptied. In fact after the fourth one Mandy was convinced that the train was in fact empty. She sat in one of the empty carriages and looked round. This train wasn't like the one on her last trip and there were no CCTV cameras. She looked up the carriage and no one was in sight.
The carriage was split into 3 sections a quarter at either end with rows of two seats arranged on either side with four rows and the middle half was an area of mixed pairs of seats and then 4 seats round a table. The carriage had doors on either side and these were by the quarter sections. The seats near the doors had a hard section with a glass panel to side of it and a pole to hang on to when leaving the train.
Mandy sat in one of the seats by the glass panel. Kicking her shoes off she then stood up. The train swayed as she looked out into the inky black darkness. Noticing her reflection in the glass she smiled and ran a hand over her boob. She slipped her black tights off and then slipped off the white thing she was wearing.
Sitting back down she had pulled her dress up slightly so that she was able to put one of her feet onto the hard section and one onto the glass panel. Had anyone been watching they would have seen her shaven pussy on show. The train hurtled on and passed through a number of stations where it wasn't due to stop. If anyone had been stood on the platforms they would have seen Mandy with her legs up.
She gently stroked her pussy, running her hand from the bottom to the top feeling her soft lips and rubbing on her clit.
Imagining someone was watching she pulled her pussy lips apart and sat there holding her lips open as if seeking approval. She then kept holding her lips open before lightly smacking her pussy with her fingers. She pushed herself back in the seat, arching her back as she pushed her fingers over her mound. Desperate to shove some fingers into her wet hole but holding back.
What Mandy hadn't seen was that the carriage wasn't empty. In the middle section was one very tired office worker. 25 year old Emily had been to her office party and had fallen asleep. If the truth had been told her stop was miles back down the line. She sat up, her black dress hiding her 34b boobs. Her high heeled court shoes had been kicked off earlier on the journey and were under the seat in front of her. She looked between the headrests of the seat and was confronted by the sight of the train manager playing with her self. Emily could feel her clit twitch as she watched and she ran a hand over her boobs.
Mandy pulled her lips open again, exposing her clit which was swollen and which needed to be touched and rubbed. She gently rubbed it, moaning at the same time.
