Everybody fantasies. It's just for most people such fantasies remain secret to themselves. For Joan sharing such secret ideas proved to open up an episode of her life that was both exciting and memorable.
It all started when her boyfriend brought up the idea that even though we may have steady partners we may still fancy other people. Especially if we know them already!
One person in particular was mentioned and Joan tried unconvincingly to deny that she actually fancied the guy, Alex, a Scot they knew through the university crowd. The thought had been put into her head and seemed to stick. A couple of days passed until one night she had quite strange dream where she had an encounter with Alex on a train. It was surreal in the sense that in a carriage containing other people Joan sensed that something was going to happen. The fact that Alex was with her was less important than the fact that she didn't seem to care that other people were also present.
That evening Joan related the story to her boyfriend Phil over drinks at the pub. At the time it seemed naughty even telling someone else. She knew from what he had said previously that Phil would be very interested in the story and once she mentioned the dream he would insist that she tell him the details. Reluctantly this she did.
Speaking very quietly Joan told him the train situation and how there were other people in the carriage. It was only when she started to tell the story that she realized that Phil was actually one of the passengers in the compartment as well!
Alex was sitting opposite facing Joan in the carriage. He seemed to be smiling and Joan was very conscious that he could see her bare legs as she sat. She also aware that her summery blouse had several buttons undone revealing her cleavage. In spite of this she found herself staring at him. A warm sense of well being flowed through her whole body.
She wanted him to respond and this he did by beckoning her to come to him. Even though they were only two metres apart in the carriage, it seemed to take an age for her to walk the steps necessary to reach him. As she did so she noticed that he held a light blanket in his hands. Joan sat next to Alex who covered both their legs with the blanket. He then motioned for her to climb up in front of him and to sit across the front of his legs. This she did steadying herself by placing both hands behind his shoulders. Even though she now had her back to many in the carriage, she knew that they had an audience watching them. In a second Alex had swept up the blanket and placed it around them shielding their touching bodies from the collective gaze. At this point Joan felt safe and ready for what was to come. She realized that despite having a short skirt on, she was not wearing any underwear. The hands of the young Scot had quickly discovered this and he was working his fingers around her bushy fanny before she knew it. The cloak of invisibility that surrounded them hid a growing passion. Joan wanted to look over her shoulder to see the crowd but remembered the warnings given at Sodom and Gomorrah. Don't look back. Somehow Alex had unzipped his jeans and had released his cock from its confines. Joan reached back and guided it toward her warm fanny. She slowly lowered herself on its tip and began to eagerly ride. She had a growing feeling of damp heat and just didn't care that she was being watched by those around her. She laughed inwardly and enjoyed what was happening to her. It was such a good dream that when awoken by the alarm she felt a sudden regret that it was over. She cursed Phil for putting such wild thoughts into her head. She resolved to tease him with the details if he asked and this he did that night in the pub.
He had listened eagerly when she told him of her erotic dream. This she expected. What she didn't anticipate was his interest when she told him that there had been an audience, which included him!
'So what was I doing?' He questioned.
