He had taken an early morning train, because he wanted to get to the city early enough to make a quick visit to the art gallery before his lunch appointment. When he sat down in the half full carriage the seat opposite him was empty. He took a journal about cinema from his bag and began to read it. He was reading it for his college course.
Two stations after he got on, a woman in her late forties, but well preserved and attractive in a come hither sort of way got on the train and sat opposite him. She was dressed in an expensive business suit. She had noticed him before she chose where to sit and she continued to look him over as she made herself comfortable in the seat. He tried to hold her gaze, but it was too intense and he looked away, only to look back again immediately. She was still staring, but this time her eyes began to show a little warmth.
She took a newspaper from her bag and began to read it. With her face hidden behind the paper, she lifted her left leg up over her right to cross them and revealed the sheer black stockings that covered two very shapely legs. He could not help but look. She edged forward slightly on her seat and then lifted her left leg a little higher, slowly until he could almost, but not quite, see her crotch. He felt his cock stirring in his trousers. This journey was going to be less boring than it usually was. Then she moved her leg up a little further and he was sure he was about to get a flash of her panties, which would be black, like the rest of her attire, and he hoped, sheer.
He almost gasped when it was not a black panty covered gusset, and not even a sheer black panty covered gusset, but a pair of large and puffy and gleamingly wet pair of cunt lips that his gaze fell upon. His cock leapt and was fully erect in a moment.
She lowered her newspaper slightly, so that she could look at him and see his eyes. She looked at him for a long moment and then smiled. Then she slid her leg over her thigh and let it fall to the floor and took a small piece of paper and a pen from her bag. She wrote something on it and then discreetly handed it to him. She stood up and went down the corridor of the carriage.
He unfolded the piece of paper.
'Meet me in the toilet in two minutes.'
Two minutes past and then he stood up and followed her. He reached the toilet and knocked on the door. He heard the lock click unlocked and he pushed the door open and squeezed in.
