I had heard many times that the sleeper from Penang to Bangkok was well worth the trip, so I decided to give it a try. As the train departed Butterworth, I settled in for my 20 hour journey. There weren't many passengers and I had the berth to myself, allowing me to stretch out and relax.
The trip throughout the afternoon was relaxed and uneventful, broken only by the stop at the Thai border for immigration. The train then began to fill, as many new passengers boarded the train.
My room to stretch out disappeared as a Malay girl moved into the opposite seat. Mind you, she was a stunner and I was more than happy to sacrifice my legroom.
As she reached up to place her bags in the racks above, I was treated to the sight of her small tits pushing against her chest-hugging t-shirt and sexy thighs exposed by her raised skirt. When I helped her with a heavy box, our bodies briefly rubbed together. She smiled, thanking me for my assistance.
We sat and chatted casually. I let my eyes roam over her body, noticing that she was also checking me out. She introduced herself as Sita, an aerobics instructor from Kuala Lumpur on a holiday, catching up with friends in Malaysia and Thailand. She looked about 19 or 20 and had a great body, as you'd expect from an aerobics instructor.
What did surprise me, however, was her skimpy outfit, unusual for Malay girls, and her openness when she spoke. I started to believe that I had a live one on my hands when she casually spoke about the middle-aged housewives at her aerobics classes who were working on their bodies to win back their husbands who were sleeping around with young, sexy girls. As she spoke she had brought her knees up, giving me a glimpse of white panties beneath her skirt which had ridden up her thighs.
My cock began to grow and I saw Sita's eyes momentarily fix on it. I tried to cover things up, blushing as I did so. I needn't have bothered because Sita responded by spreading her knees a little to give me a direct view of her brief lace panties. I swear I could see the outline of her pussy lips under the tiny fabric.
Suddenly, I did have to cover up my erection as our erotic bi-play was interrupted by a visitor. A plump girl, apparently a friend, dashed up to Sita and began babbling in Malay. After chatting away for a couple of minutes, Sita got up to leave. She told me some old Uni friends were on the train and she was going to join them in the dining car for awhile.
As she left, she winked at me and said she'd be back as soon as she could. This was only small consolation, I thought as my deflated enthusiasm was only matched by my deflated erection.
I tried to be patient, taking the chance to buy a dinner box through the window as the train stopped briefly at a little station. Then I managed to order a beer from one of the passing waiters. Despite these distractions, however, I found myself looking down the aisle for Sita every second minute.
I began to convince myself that I was wasting my time, as a train full of passengers is a difficult place to have an erection let alone a fuck. Nevertheless, my horny state remained.
When Sita did finally return, my frustrations disappeared, replaced by a sense of expectation. And sure enough, my hard-on was quick to reappear.
"Sorry" she said, sitting down beside me rather than in the opposite seat. "It was hard to get away. They were old friends from Uni. Have you eaten?"
As she kept chattering, she moved in closer to me. She was very forward and I was starting to become nervous under the frequent glances of the middle-aged Chinese couple across the aisle. Sita, however, seemed completely unfazed.
