All characters are of legal age.
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The 11:15 train was nearly empty, the last few shift workers on their way home. Ray had got on at one of the city stations, and took his favourite seat – the one that poked in the aisle a bit so there were half a dozen seats facing him, any one of which might allow him some upskirt heaven. But today, none were occupied by girls in skirts.
After three or four stops, a guy stood to get off the train and a young Asian-looking girl took the seat. The aisle seats were popular because they had more leg room. Ray had seen her get on at the university stop, so she had to be 18 or so but like many Asian girls, she looked much younger. She was petite, little breasts in a cotton v-neck T-shirt above a short denim skirt. She was listening to music on her phone, buds in her ears, and probably hadn't realised she'd flashed her little blue panties when she sat down.
Ray was good at this. He knew how to look without being seen, and knew not to stare –
get a glimpse, imprint it in your memory, then look away. The surest way to get caught is to stare.
The girl lifted her shoulder-bag onto her lap to rummage in it for something. As she did, she inadvertently pushed the hem of her skirt higher.
The girl was three rows away, so less than three metres. Rummaging in her bag, her legs parted slightly and Ray saw a substantial triangle of mid-blue fabric and the hint of pussy-lips on one side where the fabric had risen too high, then looked away for a few seconds. He checked the other two passengers for anybody watching him, then looked back. Heaven. She leaned forwards to put her bag back under the seat and the v-neck opened to show him her little titties all the way down to her stomach. He could only guess how tiny the nipples were, but he could see she wore only a little white bra with all the upper flesh on display.
Look away, check around, look back. Fuck.
She looked at him.
Oh, OK. Just a glance. Be cool. Don't look at her for a while. That MILF over there has the best tits! Look at 'em jiggle with the movement of the train. Look away, look around...
The journey went on. Some minutes passed before the train slowed to a stop outside his station. Three or four minutes passed until an announcement told them all there was an 'incident' on the line and they'd be staying here until further notice.
The Asian girl seemed to be particularly uncomfortable. She had a concerned look on her face and was clenching her thighs together. Ray realised she needed to pee. On top of the lovely little titties and the memory of her little bald pussy lip sneaking out the side of her panties, Ray's senses ignited. There was tension in his pants now.
The look of relief on her face when the train jerked into motion twenty minutes later was obvious. But the progress was slow, just walking pace. Then another announcement: 'This train will terminate at the next station due to the incident on the line. All passengers must disembark'.
Ray was right behind the girl as they approached the escalator to exit the station. He knew what was coming.
Stay three steps below her. Pretend not to look. Her ass will be right there, don't get caught looking.
And so it was. Ray noticed with glee that there was a dark patch right between her legs.
