That the problem with small town train stations, no facilities. I was not really aware of this until a few weeks ago. I'd been working late at the office and by the time I got down to the station the light was already fading. The small station clock read 8:23, over half-a-hour before the next train. Winter was fast on its way and the night air was cold against my face, I was off in a world of own thinking this is not the place to be all alone on a dark platform when I heard footsteps coming down the stairway towards the platform. Spinning around quick with my heart throbbing against my chest wall I was very relieved to see it was a young lady and not some six-foot guy with a baseball bat.
She walked to the edge of the platform about 10 feet away from me turned looked at me and smiled. I smiled back, she was about 26-28 I guess with shoulder length red hair, not one of those skinny women that are always on a diet this lady had flesh her there bones. She was wearing a black jacket and skirt which came down to just above her knees and a white blouse, her legs where bare and she had a pair of black court shoes, evidently working late like me. I could feel something growing in my underwear; I've always loved the larger lady and a red hair... god that was almost too much for my brain to handle.
It felt like I'd been standing there for ages. I looked up at the clock 8:31, I was starting to feel uncomfortable the lump in my pants needed seeing too but this was not the time or the place. Thinking desperately of what I could do to help my-self I suddenly notice that the young lady was doing some kind of dance! "Are you Ok" I enquired. The lady jigged her way down the platform towards me. "Sorry" she said "but I'm in need of a toilet, is there one around." I used the station every day and have never seen one. "No sorry, how bad is it,"
"well its find a place to pee or I'll have wet legs," she said with a pained look on her face. " There's only me and you here" I replied, "So if you like, I can keep watch while you nip behind one of the posts. " A look of relieve came across her face "If you don't mind" she said.
I walked over to the bottom of the stairway and looked up to see if anyone was coming. "Its all clear" I called and the lady quickly made her way behind the nearest post. I couldn't help myself I had to look, turning and looked over my shoulder, a river of piss was running down the platform from behind the post. I still have to wonder how I didn't cum there and then, I never thought seeing someone's pee could be that much of a turn on. It was then that a cry of "Oh shit" came form behind the post. "You Ok" I called from the stairway "No. "
I quickly shoot across the platform to the post. Looking down I saw the young lady crouched down her skirt lifted up to her waist, her white pants around her ankles. Even in the dim station lights I could see her red hairy pussy. The piss gushing out from between her legs was steamy in the cold air. I quickly looked away "sorry" I said. "Look, look at this, I've pissed on my knickers" she cried. Looking down I could clearly see where her piss had splashed up off the hard platform and onto her pants. "You'll have to take them off, you can't walk around with those wet things on" I don't know if I meant what I said or I was just hoping for something more. She reached up and put one hand on my shoulder to steady herself lifted her one leg and slipped her pants over her foot.
"Wouldn't be the first time I'd walked around with a wet patch between my legs" she said laughingly. Having slipped her pants over the other foot she turned and handed me her wet pants "I've got no pockets in this jacket can you hang on to these. "
"Sure" and I placed them into my coat pocket.
Well the ice was well and truly broken now and we got talking. Her name was Kay, she was only in the area for a few days having come up from her companies head office to do a check on some accounts at their branch office, which was housed in the same block as the office I work at. We talked about all the normal stuff life, work, and the lack of good weather. It was no time at all before the train pulled in. We continue or conversation on the train until Kay got up and said that it was her stop next. As she walked towards the door she looked back "May-be I'll see you round the building sometime" she said.