A few years ago, I treated myself to a eight week summer vacation in Europe, I wanted to explore the continent all by myself, using mostly public transportation such as trains and buses. I was amazed by the beauty and diversity of the comparatively small continent, even though I could, of course, not go everywhere in that period of time. After exploring some of Scandinavia, Belgium, the Netherlands and Germany, I was ready to travel further South an got a ticket for a sleeper that went from Berlin to Paris over night.
I had never been in a sleeper car before but heard good things about them from fellow travelers and so I felt this was a good opportunity to finally give it a try. When I arrived at my compartment, I noticed that there was just one other passenger listed on the reservation tab, so although the compartment could sleep up to 4 people, it would just be this other person and myself, nice...
While I was stowing away my bags, the door opened, and a young woman with long black hair entered the compartment.
"Salut, guten Tag, hello!" She greeted me in three languages with a friendly smile.
"Hi there," I replied. "Booked for the same compartment, yes?"
"I am," she confirmed my more than obvious remark, putting her bag on the floor.
This young woman was very attractive, had a cute round face with small nose and lips, had some make-up but not too obvious, and wore a rather tight, long black sweater, pretty black nylon tights, and black flats.
I offered her to help her move the pretty large bag to the storage space and she accepted gratefully.
"Thank you so very much...!" She beamed, looking at me with her dark brown eyes. From her cute accent I could tell she was French but I rather wanted to be on the safe side.
"Where are you from?" I inquired.
"Toulouse," she replied. "And how about you?"
"Los Angeles."
"Hollywood, huh?" She said teasingly.
"Yeah, I am actually an actor on his way to the next movie..." I lied, continuing the tease.
"That's so cool... But your production company only has money for a train ticket, right?" She pretended to ask her question in earnest.
"Yep, we are close to getting bankrupt... Well, no, seriously, I am just a plain tourist from the United States, that's all... My name is Justin, by the way." I finally ended the direction of this conversation before it would get too much out of hands.
"My name is Sophie," she introduced herself, "just finished a semester in Berlin and now going back home..."
"That explains your huge bag," I laughed. "Nice to meet you!"
"So nice to meet you, too!" Again, her brown eyes were looking directly into mine...
"Let's get seated, shall we?" I said, to keep things moving, and we sat opposite to each other on the long bench-style beds that were used as seating areas during the day time. The other two beds were folded onto the wall above, but we would not need them as we were just the two of us for that night.
As Sophie had sat down on the other bench, she crossed her beautiful legs, encased by her shiny black nylons, and took out a book from her purse to start reading. I was a bit surprised that she was apparently not up for more conversation but I also realized that I was about twice her age and that she probably preferred having conversation partners from her own generation...
In any case, this situation provided me with ample opportunity to ogle her without being noticed... I loved her face, her long black hair, and her outfit, in particular her sexy black tights that had a subtle shine and shimmer on them, very alluring... I also noticed the scent of a sweet, flowery perfume that Sophie wore, I wished she would sit a bit closer to me so I could inhale it more directly and get more aroused from it...
Just a few minutes into reading the book, Sophie apparently wanted to free her feet and took her flats off... A sweet, slightly sweaty scent soon reached my nose and I hoped there would be opportunities to sniff her shoes sooner than later... just the thought about doing this without her knowledge made me so aroused that my cock got rock hard and created a bulge in my jeans... I hoped Sophie would not look at this area of me too closely, otherwise it would give her clear signs about the state of my mind towards her...
Sophie swung her legs up and rested her feet next to me on the bench.
"You don't mind, do you?" She asked completely innocently. "My legs are a bit tired and need some rest..."
I could not believe my fortune, just when I was considering her cute little black flats and the great scents that emanated from them, I now had her feet and calves, encased in her hot black tights, immediately next to me, and, not surprisingly, the same scent I just got from her flats, also arose from her feet, only much stronger, and it was not helping that she moved her feet and wiggled her toes, as she rested her legs up right next to my body...
I got hotter and more aroused, and was almost ready to touch her beautiful little feet encased in the black tights, and bring them all the way to my face, when I realized, at the last minute, that this would be entirely inappropriate... So instead, I almost needed to sit on my hands and close my eyes in order to show restraint, being right next to the forbidden fruit, and even smelling it right under my nose... But of course I could not close my nostrils nor my ears, I heard the soft rustling of her sexy tights when she crossed and uncrossed her legs and kept moving her feet around...
"Justin... I am wondering..." Sophie started a conversation again, it seemed a bit hesitantly. "You know, I told you how tired my legs are, and the same is true for my feet..."
I listened without saying anything, even though I had an inkling where this was going...
"So... just asking straight out... would you mind giving me... a foot massage...?" She put on the cutest look when she said that, as if she was telling me that there was no way for me to deny her request...
