Following Sid's death, life at Acton was becoming unbearable, what with workmates teasing me about losing a 'husband' and Vicky's partner now back home depriving me of some 'home comforts', so taking Sid's advice, for he was convinced that working on the Piccadilly Line was responsible for his demise I asked for a transfer to one of the depots on the Metropolitan Line.
Now a fully qualified Motorman, a few weeks after my application a position at Rickmansworth was offered to me, ok it was out 'in the sticks'' but at least any tunnel work would now be at a minimum, so with no hesitation I accepted the transfer.
Following a tearful goodbye to Vicky, I slowly made my way towards the station and my rather lengthy journey to 'Ricky', for living in London I (We) never needed the use of a car but now circumstances had changed and that was to become my next consideration.
My 'digs' were about 5-minute walk from the depot, luckily no one there knew of my previous life so I was able to settle in with no problem. My only problem was learning all the routes that were available on the 'Met', this took about 6 weeks of training before I was allowed to take my final test.
Today, some forty years later that test still remains in my mind: Basically it was an evening peak-hour run where I picked up a train at Wembley Park, on to Aldgate then after a quick turn-round all stations back to Finchley Road before a non-stop run to Moor Park finally ending up at Amersham. A brilliant journey for a beginner even if I did have an examiner watching my every move; thankfully the examiner left me at Moor Park saying he had seen enough and could see no problems with my driving.
OK, now fully qualified to drive trains I gained a crew member, for this was still in the days when trains had a crew of two; my Guard; Tom (as straight as a die) was a couple of years younger than me, married with a little daughter who he was besotted with.
Longer train journeys meant more money, so it wasn't long before I was able to afford some driving lessons, then having passed my test I lashed out on a second-hand Vauxhall Viva, it was ok, got me from A to B and was easy to maintain. Slowly my local knowledge improved and soon I spent many an hour fishing at one of the numerous lakes close to Rickmansworth.
It was on one of my many visits to of these lakes that the following incident took place.
With the desire to satisfy his urgent need, he was oblivious to me as I sat hidden behind a bankside bush. After one last look around he quickly dropped his jeans and pants then leant back against one of the many trees that lined the water's edge. With eyes closed he began to slowly stroke his cock; as a circlet of fingers rolled loose skin back and forth pre-cum oozed from its mushroom head easing his play. He shifted his hips, driving his cock deeper into his loosely clenched fist. From a distance it truly looked a worthy specimen.
His chest rose then fell, "Oh...God," he muttered as his balls grew tight and began to shrink closer to his body. Faster and faster his fist moved as his body bent to meet his thrusts. When he felt the first shots of cum threaten to explode he arched his back then as his cock shuddered, his body seemed to curl as he felt the continual surges of cum leave his body. He groaned as he stroked out several more spurts of gooey semen. When he was done, his eyes opened where to his surprise I was all but ten feet away, he focussed his glassy eyes on me and smiled.
"Better?" I enquired
He removed his hand from his semi-flaccid cock and stared into my eyes. I began to shake as he beckoned me to come closer where once in arm's length he reached forward and started rubbing my bulging crotch.
"What are you doing?" I mumbled. Ok, I know it was a stupid question but at the time it seemed natural.
"Get it out and kneel down beside me," He pleaded.
Nervously, I repeated the same opening scene I had witnessed earlier, with clothing about my ankles I knelt before him, slowly he wrapped his hand around my cock and squeezed.
"God, it's beautiful...Now close your eyes and picture the scene." He whispered as he slowly started to jack me off.
I shut my eyes and pictured him as I had first seen him; I could see his cock, long and thin with its purple head dripping with cum. Soon his free hand was exploring the lower parts of my body until I screamed "Fuck!" as I convulsed in a powerful orgasm that sent cum spewing everywhere.
He then grasped my chin before guiding me towards his mouth.
First our lips touched then our tongues. Each moaned into the other's mouth as our wet muscles began to explore. He felt my hand move to his limp tool and play with it. "Let's see what happens next. We've got all day, no need to rush things." I heard him mutter.
It was a beautiful day and it seemed we had the whole lake to ourselves. With it being so warm I began removing my shirt. "What a good idea," he uttered taking his off too.
My breathing soon became shallow and my cock heavy as I checked out his upper torso for it was covered in a carpet of black curly hair, ranging from his shoulders to just above his navel, from there on a narrow strip of finer hair led to a bushy mass surrounding his tackle. Comically it reminded me of a Christmas table decoration, you know, the ones with a candle sticking out its ring of moss and holly.
Well-formed nipples lay hidden under the mass of black hairs surrounding his strong chest. My body shivered then tingled as I made contact then slowly stroked his hairy chest. Unable to resist any longer I touched, teased and suckled at each nipple, with his hand resting upon my head he quietly moaned before sucking in hard as a hand moved down past his belly and onto his cock.
"It's amazing, except for you I haven't seen anyone else here today." He stuttered.
"It's a weekday," I knowingly replied.
"Do you think we're all alone?"
"We're never fully alone, I've just proved that!" I replied
"This is exciting." He uttered in glee.
We looked at each other nervously. Surprisingly my cock was rampant and it was very obvious I was horny for him. I realised he might be nervous but like me I guessed he wanted to fuck so, to clear up any doubts, I stripped off completely then stood there completely naked, at full attention in front of him, his eyes glazed over with lust.
"Wow, you really are excited." He said.
I bit my bottom lip and nodded. "Come on then, let them legs see some daylight," I jokingly replied.
