This completely true incident took place years back. It was a daring act and my friends, even those hardcore womanizers much senior, appreciate my act. But to tell you frankly, i did that only due to the courage given by alcohol.
Those days i was drinking daily and alcohol always used to make me horny, horny almost always was my condition. Of course i was in mid thirties.
I was married at that time but was separated from wife for sometime. I did not have the habit of visiting prostitutes and i did not believe in spending money for sex. So I was horny.
Ok, this horny guy, that is me, was travelling from Pune to Nagpur. I boarded the train from Pune in the night train and it was a First class compartment of four berths. Yes, there was first class compartments, those days. Around 9 pm, they reached the next station, daund and a couple got in. The man was around 60 and was fat and also looking sick. The lady was in her early 50s or late 40s. She was fair with a well endowed body.
They tried to have small conversation me but i did not encourage as i had taken alcohol. I did not want them to the smell of alcohol. I learnt that he was a retired person going to nagpur, to see her daughter. I heard the TTE saying that no one else is coming to that compartment of 4 berths and he asked us to lock the door.
I went sleep immediately as did not want them to know i was drunk and i was embarrassed because alcohol and seeing the good looking mature lady had made me horny. The train started its long haul through the dark of the night to nagpur. It was December the weather was really cool.
After some time i woke up and saw the lady sleeping on lower berth in the opposite side and her husband was sleeping on upper berth above her. I watched the lady in her sleep, The pallu of her saree was not in the proper place and i could see the her boobs were really impressive. I got hornier. Just three of us were in the compartment and it was cool night.
I went back to sleep after jerking and releasing my load into my underwear. I was covering my self using my dhothi/ lungi as my blanket
Again after some time i opened my eyes. I did not remove the lungi and through the thin colored fabric of the lungi, i could see the lady was not sleeping, She was sitting in berth looking at me. She kept on looking at me. I saw that her husband was sleeping on the upper berth, snoring.