Riding with Jim

“Today is a day like any other” I thought to myself as I got on the train to head back home from a long day at school. I went to college in the city and commuted to and from my apartment everyday. Because I had such a long commute, I took one of the trains that travels further out of the city then normal.

I was just about to start reading my book when Jim, the man who comes around and punches everyone’s tickets walked by, smiled and winked at me like he always did. I knew he found me attractive, I had caught him on more then one occasion staring down my low cut shirts, trying to get a better look at my set of double D’s. Quiet frankly, the first time I met him, I found him to be highly annoying. But as the weeks went by and I saw him everyday, I came to realize how attractive he was. He had to be in his mid 40’s, his hair was starting to gray a bit, but his tan skin and bright blue eyes were so compelling. Even thought I was only 22, I found him more attractive then men my own age. Today, the scent of his cologne was absolutely intoxicating. I smiled back at him brightly as he turned to continue down the aisle.

“Only a man with a big dick could have a swagger like his” I thought to myself as he walked away. The thought made me instantaneously wet. My clit started to throb as I sat there, thinking about how big his cock could be and thinking about taking it down my throat. I didn’t care that he was married, I had seen the ring on his left hand, and honestly, it just made me hotter knowing that he wanted me, when he was already married.

Before I knew it the train had started moving. I knew where Jim was now. On the afternoon train he ran the control room on the other end of the train. I sat there, making myself wetter and wetter, thinking about riding his cock while he was driving the train. “I have to get a hold of myself” i thought. I was going to regret wearing the black mini skirt and thigh high fishnets I had on if I kept making myself so wet. However, as the minutes past, I couldn’t stop thinking about my mouth tightly wrapped around his prick. It got to the point where I just couldn’t take it anymore, I had to have it.

I got up from my seat and started to walk towards the other end of the train. As I did I notice how crowded the train was that day and the thought made me even wetter, knowing what I was about to attempt. The door to the control room was closed, but I opened it without a problem. Jim sat there, reading a newspaper before he turned around and saw me standing there.

His eyes drifted to my high heeled shoes, up my slender legs, to my breasts and eventually to my face where he smiled at me.