She stepped onto the platform and looked around, it was quiet and deserted as most stations are at midnight only party goers and late workers are using the tube at this hour usually. She stood looking at the information bar that indicated that the next Central line train was due in 3 minutes and heading out to West Ruislip.
That's my train she thought to herself she had had an eventful evening but the next train would see her home within the hour, she needed to get home and think about the events of the evening and where she went from here.
A respectable married woman, a 30 year old mother of two had a secret life, something she had been doing since she was a teenage girl when she noticed that men looked at her in a way that excited her. In recent months she had thought of the times in her teens and early twenties when she would "inadvertently" show off a little more leg or cleavage than was usual to gain the attention of a particular guy who she had noticed looking her over. Those memories were leading her down a path she had previously turned away from but now with her more mature needs she had decided she would venture along once again. The buzz she got from seeing a guy looking at her was like a drug, the more she did it the more attention she drew to herself then it followed the more she wanted it again, and again.
It started again recently when Linda had been on the tube this particular morning 4 weeks ago when she noticed an elderly man seated opposite, openly eyeing her, his eyes moved from her legs upward taking in her breasts and face before going over her again. Tugging her skirt down for security and crossing her legs she saw him smile and licked his lips. Her initial feeling of revulsion at this blatant ogling was distracted by the train suddenly becoming crowded, the influx of people filling the carriage blocking her view of the man and his of her too. She sat reading her book like so many others when she felt a nudge at her foot, without looking up she ignored it, a few seconds later another nudge, this time she looked up and saw the man was now standing directly in front of her holding one of the overhead straps. He must have given up his seat she thought. He looked down at her and smiled, she noticed he had piercing blue eyes, a tidy head of silver hair and a small military style moustache. He appeared to be about 70, she smiled back at him before realising he was looking straight down her blouse which was open two buttons at the top giving him a wonderful view of the mounds of her breasts. She looked away trying to ignore his lecherous ogling and went back to her book.
He shuffled his feet closer again, Linda moved her foot away essentially spreading her feet, he positioned his knee against hers and when he bumped her knee she instinctively moved it away from his. After a few minutes his leg was between her knees, the motion of the train causing him to knock her knees each time moving them wider apart, again he smiled at her.
The train drew to a halt outside White City station, the driver was heard over the intercom to say.
"Sorry but we will be stuck here for a few minutes there has been an incident on the line ahead."
The man looked down at her breasts, licking his lips as his leg rubbed against hers, shamelessly leering at her, she noticed there seemed to be a bulge in the front of his trousers, she looked away but not before he noticed her looking. He smiled to himself his old cock stiffening right before her, he knew he wouldn't be able to get much further like this as the train would soon be on the move and the carriage would empty forcing him to return to a long distance watching of her.
Sidney was a retired teacher, he was 67 years old with the sexual appetite of a man half his age, widowed and living alone he often travelled the tube across London to meet up with old pals and his son who lived in Ruislip which was where he was spending a few weeks while his own flat was being refurbished. This particular morning he was on his way out, he thought he would spend the day in London maybe visit a theatre, anything to get him out from the confines of someone else's house. He had seen her on the platform, his eyes had flowed over her taking in every detail of her shapely legs and figure, his cock had twitched and he knew he immediately he wanted more.
Following her onto the train he eyed her lustfully, he noticed that she sat with her skirt riding up showing a lovely expanse of thigh, also her satin blouse was undone and the top of her cleavage was visible he wondered if her breasts looked as he imagined with that blouse off. Sid sat looking at her his thoughts fuelling his lust and making him bolder than he normally would be, that's when he offered his seat to a young woman and shifted himself in front of her.
Linda carried on reading her book but feeling his eyes on her breasts casually opened her blouse a little more enticing him to look, as she folded her arm across her chest she pushed her breast so it was almost popping out of her top. She felt his eyes, also his knee moving against hers, she did not move away this time, he seemed to push his erection towards her, it was visible in his trousers so close in front of her.
Linda looked up at him and smiled, he returned the smile, she couldn't think why but in that moment her attitude towards him changed, it resurrected deep rooted feelings of excitement from her teens, the pleasure she gained from the attention of older men filled her head as well as the warm sensation now filling her panties.
"Do you get on here regularly?" he asked.
She sat with her mouth open, not used to people actually talking to each other, especially strangers, on the tube his question took her by surprise.
"Yes, usually twice a week I travel to Epping to see my Aunt, she hasn't been well, she fell over and hurt herself so just trying to keep her spirits up."
"That's very good of you to take the time to look out for her in that way I am sure she appreciates it, Epping is a long way across London."
"Yes that's why I take a book to read it helps pass the time."
"What you need is a travelling companion, one who you can chat to."
Sid was still standing, his leg touching hers as they chatted, she noticed his bulge did not go down at all, he saw her checking him out. The train began to move, the jolt knocked Sid's leg into Linda's knee and her legs were spread wider still, he reached down and patted her knee looking at her.
"So sorry my dear are you alright?"
She looked back at him conscious of his hand on her knee which he was rubbing gently in the crush no one noticed.
"Err yes I am fine thank you, really it's OK."
He stood up, again her eyes were drawn to his crotch area, a distinct bulge was apparent, and the sensation in her panties was there again.
He was now standing between her legs as he looked down at her smiling, she felt unable to move, aroused too as she looked at this older man who seemed to have picked her out of the crowd. She was right in one respect Sid had picked her from the crowd, he saw in her all the signs of a good submissive, something he hadn't had for some time now, not since his dear wife passed.
