There is nothing like riding on the train. A bus is far too cramped and crowded. Busses don’t glide; they force you to pick a single spot and anchor yourself to it. Airplanes are no better. They do offer the advantage of a quicker travel time, which for painfully long distance travel can be beneficial. However, when it gets down to the actual travel “experience,” they are nothing more than “buses in the air.” Therefore, when it comes to “indulging” in the travel experience itself; “there is nothing like riding on the train.”
This was the best time to take the train to Florida. The point of origin would be New York City and it added two days of travel time to the excursion. However, they would be days of relaxing, reading, and maybe I might even be inspired to do a little “writing” along the way. The other aspects relating to the decision were the unique opportunities that train travel alone present. A person can walk from car to car freely. There is a full service dinning and bar car. And for this trip in particular a private “sleeping berth.”
This was going to be Lacy’s first time traveling by train long distance. Needless to say she was very excited and I wasn’t helping by subtly planting little ideas in her head. I was telling her about how once the train gets under way the whole environment changes and can become very social. People “riding the rails” open up quite readily to one another; I think simply because they can; they have the freedom to move about and therefore they do. It can spark a unique kind of “restlessness” that’s often associated with traveling but, can’t be expressed anywhere else.
That’s probably how we were able to meet David and Lynn so readily. They were an attractive couple in their late thirties traveling south to see their family. David wasn’t terribly tall in comparison to me. I’m 6’3” and he was probably about 5’8” or 9” at the most but was in excellent shape. He had been involved in gymnastics all through his high school and college days and it still showed. Lynn was petite as well, about 5’1” or 2.” She was also involved in gymnastics and had the taut body to show for it; they had met in their college years.
Actually, it was Lacy who had found them in the bar car. I was taking care of things with the conductor in our sleeping compartment but lacy was anxious to go off and explore. When I had caught up to her she was already zeroed in on these two and was working her charm. Lacy is an insatiable flirt. It’s just one of the many qualities I love about her and the best part is that she is absolutely “shameless” about it. There have been times when this “naughty little vixen” would spot someone; then actual detour into the bathroom for a moment just to make her nipples extra hard so that when she first approached her objective she would have every advantage possible. Alas… There is no one else like her.
Lacy was working on Lynn. She could read people so well. Inside of a minute she had already seen that Lynn was the key to making her seduction. I stood toward the other end of the car for a little bit just to watch her work. She had everything going. All three were leaning with one arm on the bar. Lynn was facing Lacy and David was standing behind Lynn and it was truly incredible to watch her work. She was conscious of every little detail. She knew how to position her quarry. She knew that having Lynn right in front of her offered the subtle opportunities she sought; the gentle “touching of her arm” when making a point in conversation; the coy “brushing of Lynn’s hair” when complimenting her eyes and choice of make-up. She knew that having David standing behind his wife would quickly make him the “wanting” voyeur and at the same time; Lynn would be focused on Lacy because David was behind her providing security but “out of sight” all in the same moment. She is a master!
There is no way I can express how I wanted to move up behind Lacy right then and there so I could simply start fucking the shit out her. She was incredibly hot and the blood was starting to flow in my cock. Already, I could feel the distinctive drips of pre-cum making the head of my cock even more sensitive with its sticky wetness. I wanted to stand behind her and casually slide the head of my hardening cock up and down the crack of her beautiful round ass; letting her feel the steamy moisture of my pre-cum as I painted her dark hole with my leaking prick.
Instead, I approached with a smile and Lacy introduced us to each other. Of course I didn’t want to interrupt the fine work that she had begun so, I merely ordered a drink and knew to take a position perpendicular to David too simply support the flow. Just like my lovely Lacy, I began subtle bits of conversation with David. Not enough to distract him from his voyeuristic observations of the women but to essentially support what I already knew was formulating in his mind. Lacy worked the charm and I got the basic requirements. The where they were coming from; the where were they headed too; the calculations of how much time we might therefore possibly have with them. You know? The basics.
We were both rather adept at this sort of exploration and passionately in tune with one another. I knew that even though she did not show it for even an instant; she was listening to everything that David and I were saying. And she knew that I was perfectly aware of every word and nuance that was exchanged with her and Lynn.
Everything was progressing perfectly when Lacy boldly changed the course of things by suggesting the idea that we move to the back of the train. Now this also happens to be where the sleeping compartments were. And she being perfectly aware of this; let her suggestion awkwardly hang in the air for just a moment. When there was just the right amount of tension to suit her she said,
“You just have to see the view from the rear of the train.”
You could sense the relief in David and Lynn.
“It’s quite a sensation to watch the scenery all ‘fall away’ from you as you see the tracks disappear in the distance,” she continued.
After that they both agreed that it was a fine idea and a good time to stretch their legs.
Lacy knew exactly what she had done. She knew exactly what she was going to do. She knew that she had teased them just enough that they would be predisposed to thinking she was offering an invitation to “sex” by her suggestion. This created just the kind of tension that she desired and when she had them right where they weren’t sure they really wanted to be; she turned right around and lead them back to a comfortable place; making them feel like “the sex thing” was their idea and not hers in the process. She is absolutely brilliant and I can never get enough of her.
As the ladies started to make their way out of the car I touched David’s arm and said,
“Why don’t we get some drinks to take with us?”
Wanting to help Lacy, I knew she could use a little “one on one” time right about now.
“Great idea,” he responded.
As I ordered some champagne David continued talking.
“My compliments to your wife, she is very charming.” “Lynn doesn’t have many girlfriends and is always complaining how hard it is to find other woman that she can get along with.”
I let him continue, not bothering to correct him on the fact that Lacy and I were not married. The status of a person has never meant anything to me and besides, David obviously needed to “vent” some of the “steam” that Lacy had created. We grabbed the champagne and some glasses as we started toward exactly where Lacy was leading us too all along.
