Night Trip on the Subway

After I retired, I found myself traveling to New York. The city. I was to attend a meeting over a 3-day weekend. In the past, every time I traveled I was on a tight schedule and I never got to spend time sightseeing. I decided I would not make that mistake this time.

My ex-wife and my daughter had way more experience with pleasure traveling than I had and I discussed this trip with both of them. I figured they both knew me well enough that I could trust their advice. My daughter more than my wife.

My wife and I had met in Reno at a race I was participating in. We got to know each other over the 4 days we spent there in December. We spent another 4 days together over New Year's vacation with her flying up to see me. Long story short, we were married in early May. Our sex life was great and we were both happy with each other. That lasted through the birth of our daughter and the 4 years until she got pregnant with what would have been our son. After all the struggles with the pregnancy, losing our son, the fight to recover from the miscarriage, and all the failed surgeries so she would still be able to have more babies, I think she just wanted it all to be over. Our marriage was rocky from that point on. I really can't blame her. She was a wonderful mother and we both spoiled our daughter but, aside from our daughter, she had little interest in the things I did anymore. We drifted apart. After 17 years, we divorced. Her idea. I didn't want it but I couldn't seem to make her happy. I figured it was what was best for both of us.

Our daughter was 15 when the divorce happened and she decided that she wanted mom and dad to have joint custody. She spent time with both of us, sometimes together, and at times we almost seemed like a family. When she went off to college, that was pretty much it. She spent more time with her friends and less and less with her Mom and me. I figured that was how it should be. She was and is a very free spirit. When she married, one of the things she and her husband did, was go on a 3-month trip through Europe. Just explored it on their own. I figured her experience would be worth listening to.

My ex thought I should use a planner or tours, as that is how she does things. My daughter thought I should do the research and see what I wanted to visit. Then do it at my own pace. They both figured I should use air travel to and from, then public transit to get around. That way I would be certain to get where I wanted. I wanted to rent a car until my daughter talked me out of it.

When the time came, I flew back to New York, got a taxi to the hotel that I had a room reserved at, got a good nights sleep, and walked the short distance to the venue that my meeting was at. Every thing went well and I had a great time. I had reserved the room for 6 days and nights so I had 3 more days to see the sights.

The people at the hotel were very helpful with advice about the things and places I wanted to go visit and see. But then, for what they were charging, they could afford to be. They offered advice about admissions, hours, best time to avoid the crowds, and other helpful facts.

They advised me to seriously consider using the subway when it was an option. It ran 24-7, was cheap, well relatively cheap, and went to many of the places I wanted to see. As it turned out, it was good advice.

I visited many of the places and sights I wanted to see and was coming back to my hotel the night before I was to check out and head home.

It was pretty late and the train I wanted was almost empty when I got on. I had a fairly long ride ahead of me so I went to the end of the car that had no body there. It was a car with seats down the sides, and every so often seats back to back running crossways. The aisle going between them. This gave more seating and also more privacy when not crowded.

Two stops later another couple got on the now empty car with me. They sat at my end in the crossways seats facing me. They didn't seem to take notice of me and began to neck and snuggle with each other.

They were well dressed, although not seemingly for the weather. The one concession seemed to be their overcoats. Both their coats were long but fairly light weight. More for protection of their clothing than warmth. I noticed her more than him. What I could see of her was quite attractive. I really didn't pay much attention to him.

At first they sat facing each other. Talking and occasionally holding hands. As time went on, the holding hands continued with kisses thrown in. That evolved into hugging and kissing which evolved into their hands doing unknown things to each other under their overcoats.

They didn't seem to notice me watching them. Maybe they didn't care. Either way, the necking was becoming more involved and heavier. It became obvious that they were going to have sex and it didn't matter if I watched. Maybe that was the intent. They both looked directly at me then she got down on her knees in front of him. There was little doubt of what she was about to do as she undid his pants and slipped them and his shorts down to his knees. He grabbed her coat and pulled it and her dress up above her naked ass and exposed pussy. Her lack of panties told me that this was probably pre-planned. She had a very nice ass and what I could see of it, a bare pussy. He kneaded her wonderful ass as she worked on his unseen cock, presumably getting it ready for their pleasure. His fingers now moved to work between her labial lips. She responded well to his ministrations and soon her fluids were running out of her, coating his fingers. She was quite wet and quite a sight!

She stood up allowing her cloths to fall back into position. Blocking my view temporarily. They were busy with each other for a moment and then she once again raised her coat and dress above her waist and moved to sit on his very hard cock. Facing him. She leaned forward and the two kissed each other quite passionately. They both moaned as his hard cock went clear into her dripping cunt.

They both looked at me as they worked at each other. Him now holding her cloths up so they were exposed for me, her looking over her shoulder to make sure I was watching. They seemed to know that this part of the route would give them some time before the next stop. They were very into putting on a good show for me.

She had ankle high leather boots (expensive appearing) over thigh high silk stockings with a seam running up the back of them. I couldn't help noticing she had vey nice legs. Well shaped and, to me, just the right weight and size. The flesh tone stockings helped to accentuate her wonderful legs. I wanted to see the rest of her but her bunched up clothes obscured her upper body from my view.

As she looked back at me, I became aware of her facial features. She was quite attractive. A long face with a pronounced chin. Pronounced jawbones with high cheeks. Sensuous, full, kissable lips. A very attractive, straight nose. Large Brown eyes with long lashes. They shown beautifully as she looked at me. Long, full, dark brown hair that flowed halfway down her back. It just increased my need to see the rest of her.

He moved his hands to cup her ass cheeks and help her in her movements on him. They were getting very active now. Her ass was the shape I loved, with the bottoms of her ass cheeks curving into her thighs giving a shelf for his hands to hold them. A bubble butt. Not too big, just the perfect size. Her white panty line showing she spent time tanning at the spa.

She was now concentrating on him as he sucked and kissed at her throat as the coupling became more intense. He seemed to be working on her breasts. Hidden from my view, they both seemed to be enjoying it. I wished I could watch. That I could admire her breasts. I would love to see them. My curiosity was not to be satisfied.

They hugged at each other and worked their mouths together as they seemed to grow near to their desired end. The sounds of their wet fucking was now very apparent. Their combined fluids were running out of her and could be seen getting both of them wet. It appeared to me that "the end was near".

She was the first to climax. Her body went tense and began to tremble as she groaned loudly. She shook and then just seemed to collapse onto her lover. That drove his hard prick into her and the look of concentration and pleasure on his face indicated he was losing his load into his partner. It seemed to last for some time. They both relaxed and sat together for a time. Still connected and enjoying the afterglow. They kissed each other, then she looked over her shoulder at me. They both smiled.

She now took hold of her overcoat and dress, holding them up as she rose off of her paramours lap. Their combined fluids dripped out of her stretched cunt and ran down her thighs until her stockings seemed to halt the flow. His softening cock and balls were wet with their spendings. Both seemed to want me to see this. He ran his hands over her, spreading their spending's over her ass, thighs, and pussy. Making a very obvious display for me as they both watched my reaction. He moved his wet fingers to her mouth. As she looked at me, she sucked their juices off of his fingers. When she had them cleaned off, she smiled at me. Damn that was a sight to behold!

He whispered something into her ear. She nodded and dropped her cloths back down covering the messy results of their interlude. She then helped him raise his clothes, not bothering to wipe up the mess, and cover him up as I realized we were coming into a station. With their overcoats covering any evidence of their previous actions, they both turned and when the train stopped, they left. I noticed a rather obvious wet mess on the seat where they had been. nobody sat there and it was still there when I exited at my stop. I could not stop thinking of them as I walked back to my hotel.

Two years later, and that episode is still burned into my memory. It and two other episodes are probably my most intense sexual experiences. I will remember them until the day I die. Maybe, some time, I will share the other two.