It's been 14 months since this all started. His wife is a very loving wife but she just can't get herself to indulge in his desire and fetish that he so desperately craves. For over the last year, he sends her 1 or 2 paypal payments a week in exchange for naughty pictures of her. Unlike most of her clients, he is never rude, doesn't want her to do anything she's not comfortable with, and usually doesn't even want her naked in the photos. Instead, pictures of tight clothing, tight panties especially things that expose her perfectly shaped mound and her subtle camel toe. Oh how he loves and craves to see her cameltoe. He is such an amazing husband, father and giving man yet she knows his wife cannot bring herself to showing him what he needs. She knows he would never cheat, or cross any line which is why she has agreed to this little naughty meeting.
Thousands of miles usually separate them, yet she is away on a business and vacation trip to the other side of the continent, to the other ocean for only a weekend but the trip is fully paid. His request, once again, so simple, yet subtle and makes her feel so naughty and sexy at the same time. They are too meet in the subway on her way to the Hotel, and from the photos they have exchanged they know what each other looks like, though the rule is not to talk at all. She is nervous and he second guesses everything he has done, and thought about doing while pleasuring himself to the array of photos he has acquired of all her womanly curves in the last 14 months.
He gets into his car for the almost 3 hour drive south to the nearest subway station line to start his journey to their meeting place. Her only request was he wear the loose black running pants she has seen him in a few times before because of how he looks in them. He had picked out the sexiest boxer briefs he could come up with that will contain his endowment that is sure to be peaked like it has never been before. Throughout the drive, his thoughts are about what he is doing, where he is going and what is supposed to take place. Second guessing every move, thinking and overthinking, if it is really cheating if there isn't ever any contact. He knows there has to be some amount of emotion involved after being a client this long. As he parks his car, he takes one swift gulp from the flask he brought just for the added liquid encouragement he may need in a just a short time. He gets onto the rail, and finds a comfortable seat for the adventure that is about to begin. Putting the cheap black backpack next to him just as they had planned containing the cash along with a note he has written to her about this last year of adventure and how by her doing what she has been doing, has improved and solidified his marriage with his wife somehow.
Knowing him for this long, she knows he likes a somewhat plain and comfy look, not overdone. She went shopping just for him with the money he sent to her but this time did not give her any request list, or wishes like the picture set requests she has received all this time. Instead she was free to purchase whatever she had wanted. She boards the subway sporting a cute little gray cotton jersey skirt, and a conservative Hello Kitty Pink colored t-shirt. She got new white Converse running sneakers accented with pink stripes and matching sport socks to go with them. With a few guys ogling at her as she sits, she feels butterflies rising in her stomach. Taking pictures is one thing but meeting some strange guy in person is another thing all together.
She gets off at the scheduled transfer and takes the paper out of her cute little purse that somehow matches everything she has today, and checks it, Green Line, round trip non-stop, third car, front bench seat. She waits for the rail to arrive, right on time, and boards the railway car. She rides through for 17 minutes until that front seat is empty and she rushes to get seated. For what seems like an hour, she rides around wondering when he will be getting onboard. Did he chicken out? Then as she approaches the next stop, she sees him waiting for the rail car to come to a stop.
He spots her instantly, and just as instantly, his loins begin to twitch with a sudden rush of blood flow. She is entirely more beautiful than the pictures have given her justice. Why some man hasn't swept this Princess off her feet and given her everything she ever could desire is beyond him. He gives her a smile, she intently smiles back as he finds his way to the opposite side of the railcar across from her but has to stand since there are not any seats available. He instantly notices her hair, drawn into a pony tail away from her face so he can see her gorgeous neck line, and hides none of her facial features he loves so very much. As his eyes trace her body, he notices the simple t-shirt just barely hugging her body, accentuating her gorgeous breasts and tone tummie. His eyes get fixed on the cotton skirt, very simple stretchy, not very short at all but definitely cute and exactly what he was hoping for. The sneakers and socks just added to the lust that was already driving him insane.
