Robin's Train Adventure
"Attention passengers, the Silver Meteor en route to Miami now boarding on track 4", the speaker announced.
Robin sprinted to the gate and boarded the train. "Nabbed two seats in the fourth car", she texted Angela, "will save you one!"
"Thanks!" Replied Angela. "I got on in the ninth car, I think? 😬... Will make my way there! Don't let anyone get my seat. 🙅🏻♀️"
Robin smiled and trxted back. "Will guard it with my life⚔️🛡"
She'd only known her for a few months, but Angela was Robin's favorite coworker. They'd both started around the same time at their current company and had bonded relatively quickly. Not only were they of a similar age, they had a similar sense of humor and, crucially, had also been there for each other when work got overwhelming. Robin didn't know if they were friends yet but there certainly was a strong feeling of solidarity and camaraderie amongst them.
... And perhaps something more could develop?
"Thanks for saving me a seat!" Angela said. Robin had been so enthralled by her own thoughts, she hadn't seen her coming.
"Yeah, no problem!" she replied, noting her cheeks getting a tad warm. *I can't believe she's making me blush!* Robin thought to herself.
"I am so excited for this trip!" Angela said as she sat down in front of her. Fuck, but she *was* hot. Robin couldn't stop her eyes from lingering a bit on Angela's toned legs, which showed really well in those jean shorts she was wearing, and on her perky tits. Robin couldn't help but notice that Angela's nipples were poking through her white shirt. In fact, she could almost see the shape of her brown areolas as her nipples poked through the fabric. *Fuck what is wrong with me?* she thought, forcing her eyes to meet Angela's.
"Oh... Uhm, yeah, me too!" Robin replied perhaps exaggerating her smile a bit too much. "I still can't believe you convinced the CEO to have the staff retreat in Miami!"
Angela looked around and lowered her voice. "That old pervert? It wasn't difficult to change his mind", she winked.
Robin couldn't really believe what she was hearing. "Wait, did you..."
"What? Oh my God, ew! No!" Angela said, pushing her lightly. "All I did was point out that Miami has a beach, and hinted at the idea of him maybe being able to see us in a bikini if we all went to the beach. He was practically booking the tickets himself after that!" She barked a laugh.
"Maybe you should have told him what you'd be wearing today," Robin teased her, feeling a level of bravery and playfulness she hadn't felt since her college years. "He'd have flown us on his jet just to get a chance to see your nipples poke like that!"
"Oh my God shut up!" Angela said, pretending to cover herself. "First of all," she raised her index finger, "there is no scenario in which a private flight is worth getting started at by that creep. Second," she raised another finger, "what are you doing staring at my tits, you perv". She paused as she raised another finger. "And third," she said raising her eyebrows. "It's not like I'm the only one showing the goods". Her eyes darted downwards, and Robin felt a knot in her gut.
Robin's sundress had ridden so high up her thighs her white lace panties were in full display! "Fuck!", she said, louder than she probably should. Her ears were turning different shades of red as she hurriedly pulled her dress back down, attempting to cover herself.
