I was heading out after work to meet up with a friend for a drink. I was running a bit behind as usual. Seems I can never get out of the office when It counts. She was going to be pissed if I made her wait yet again. Fortunately I was able to change in my office while I was on the conference call. I keep an armoire with suits, shirts, pants, shoes, etc. Mostly so I can ride the motorcycle in to work and change when I get there. However it comes in handy when I want to head out and leave work completely behind. I can change into something much more comfortable to help set the mood and help me forget the days stress. Truth be told there is sort of a thrill stripping down while you are negotiating a deal. I am sure I am not the only one. I know a woman who uses her breast pump while she is on conference calls. I often wonder if the people I am speaking with can hear my zipper as I lower my pants.
So I finished up with the call, adjusted my belt and headed for Grand Central to hop on the subway. It's just a three minute walk and there is no faster way around the city. That's the thing with New York if you have been here long enough. You get to know exactly how long it takes you to get to and from your most traveled places. Usually down to the half minute, that and where to stand on the subway platform so you are closest to the exit at the station to which you are headed. Always trying to save time.
I made it to the platform in about 4 minutes. There were a lot of people on the escalator slowing me down. Rush hour on the 6 can be a little crowded and is certainly not for the claustrophobic.
The platform was packed. I tried to walk down a bit to leave some of the crowd behind but there were people everywhere and I was resigned to dealing with the mass of humanity. The local was the first enter the station. After the doors opened and the throng of people looking to catch the Metro North exited, the tide reversed and the flow of bodies poured in to the cars. I barely had to move my legs as I was pressed into the car by the herd of commuters with people all around me. I was too far from the pole or the doors to hold on without being rude so i just did the best I could maintaining my balance as the train began to leave the station. The young woman in front of me took a short step back, pressing her ass into my crotch. I had no room to move back so I tried to take a slight side step so I was not rubbing up against her.
She was having a conversation with a woman who appeared to be her mother. It seems they were out shopping, had a few bags with them. They were talking about this and that, completely engaged with each other. I was surprised when the younger woman who had just stepped back and who must have felt my cock rubbing on her ass turned into me again. All the while continuing to talk with her mother who was standing directly in front of her. There was no where left to move. It was a warm spring day, I had changed into a very light pair of slacks and had taken off my boxers as the pants were just form fitting enough that wearing the underwear beneath them was uncomfortable. Now there was only the thin material of my pants and the even thinner material of her light sundress between her ass and my cock.
As the train began to pick up speed and rock back and forth we started to sway and rub against each other, my cock snuggling right in the crack of her ass. I was sure she had to feel my excitement growing. I stole a look at her mother to see if she noticed anything or if she felt her daughter was uncomfortable in anyway. They just continued on chatting. Then I felt it. Ever so subtly my new playmate was clenching and releasing her ass cheeks, playing with my cock. She was doing this all the while she was standing there talking with her mother, who was right in front of us. What a naughty girl, playing with a strangers cock while in the presence of her mom.
