The majority of the afternoon was spent trying to focus on work. It was no small task to drag my mind into the present and make it focus but I did eventually manage to get a lot done, which was a relief because all week I had managed to achieve very little and the last thing I wanted to do was to let down Stefan. I was proud of the fact that I was valued as an employee, it meant a lot to me and I didn’t want to ruin that.
As had become a habit over the last couple of days, Stefan came out of the office with only about five minutes to go. I was in the middle of packing up when I heard the door open. My back was to him at the time as I was washing our coffee cups and the machine. I didn’t turn around and acknowledge him because I had just been having another wild fantasy about him, and I knew I was blushing. I expected to hear him moving around the office or perhaps say something, but there was just silence. I could feel his gaze on me, though, and as much as it was building a certain tension in the room, I was also enjoying him feasting his eyes on me. I wanted to show him more but couldn’t think how without being even more inappropriate than I already had been.
Eventually, the building tension became too much and I turned to face him. He was leaning against his office door jamb, and I could tell by his sudden movement that he had been staring at my ass. I couldn’t help but smile as he blushed again. At least I wasn’t the only one feeling a little awkward.
“Ahh, Sam... I was hoping we could have a chat before we go home.”
Oh, shit. I hate it when people start a conversation like this. It rarely ends well. I tried to keep the fear off my face but I don’t know how successful I was.
“Oh. Okay.”
“Um, I just wanted to say that I am sorry for how I behaved at lunchtime.”
Well, that wasn’t the conversation I thought we were going to have. It took me a moment to backtrack and figure out what he was talking about. I had my suspicions, but I needed confirmation.
“I’m sorry, Stefan, but I have got no idea what you mean.”
He had a strange look as though he couldn’t believe what I had said. It was like he had built it up into something so much bigger than it was and he couldn’t comprehend that I wasn’t furious with him.
“Oh. Um. Well, I guess what I mean is that I shouldn’t have tried to hold your hand or touch you the way I did. It was unprofessional, and I am sorry.”
I smiled and even let out a small chuckle.
“Stefan, you are seriously overthinking it. I held your hand as much as you held mine. And for what it’s worth, it was nice. I don’t have a problem with that or that you touched me.”
Christ if only you would touch me the way I want you to. He seemed to be deflating in front of my very eyes as he sighed a heavy breath that he had been holding.
“You’re not upset with me?”
“There is absolutely nothing you have done that has upset me. I thought maybe I had upset you yesterday by being… Well, by being a bit too flirtatious.”
I blushed as I said this but it was nothing compared to the dark red that he went as he thought about how much I had shown him yesterday. He smiled to himself.
“To be honest, Sam, I didn’t mind. I am pretty open-minded, I was just not really expecting it.”
He glanced at his watch and looked surprised.
“But, we can continue this tomorrow, if you want to that is. You should get going if you want to catch your train.”
He turned and went back into his office, closing the door behind him. I stood there in muted surprise for a few moments, but the thought of getting to the train station in time got my feet moving. I picked up my bag, turned my computer off and headed for the door.
As I rode the elevator down to the lobby, his words repeated in my ears.
“To be honest, Sam, I didn't mind.”
He didn't mind. He didn't mind? I knew from a purely sexual, animal, kind of way he liked what he was seeing, but to say that he was open-minded and didn't mind me teasing him was a whole other thing. It opened the doors a little more. I was curious to know how far this was going to go. How open-minded was he? Everyone has different limits, and his limits were going to be different to mine but just how different? What was he into? What were his kinks? I wanted to know and I wanted to explore them with him.
My feet seemed to be on auto-pilot as I made my way to the train station. My mind, not focused on the here and now, was back in the office where both Stefan and I were completely naked. He was fucking me from behind, his body pressed against mine as I was sandwiched between him and the large window we were looking through earlier today. It was such a vivid fantasy that I could almost feel the pressure of his body against mine.
I was so wet as I walked that I could feel my cum making the inside of my thighs wet. Although I had underwear on now, the lace was doing absolutely nothing to stop the flow of cum from my pussy. I was so horny that I was prepared to fuck just about anyone I saw right now. Looks didn't matter, they just had to want me. Young, old, whatever. I just wanted, no, needed someone. I knew I was letting my imagination run away with me. There was no way I was going to do that but I wanted to. I wanted to have the confidence and bravery to do that but it just wasn't something that I think I would or could do if it came to the crunch.
I descended into the subway once more and stood at my usual spot, waiting for the train. I glanced around at the familiar faces of people I didn't know but, in a strange way, were my kin. The people I travelled with every working day. There were the usual rows of faces that all looked tired and bored. The professional working mums, the business suit-wearing men who all seemed to be in their forties. I guess the younger ones still had the hunger and energy to work back late, and the older ones were smart enough to get out or had retired. Or died, my mind added morbidly. This train was too late for the school kids going from school to home and too early for the ones who lingered in town. Just one of the many reasons I liked catching this one. Then from within the throng emerged a familiar face with a smile, not just of recognition but also of excitement. I couldn't help but smile back. I felt the familiar excitement begin to rise in me and a certain tingling as my desire to be exposed roared to life.
I watched as he made his way through the groups of people so he could stand near me. He appeared to want to say something, some kind of greeting or acknowledgement but I didn't want that. This man was a stranger, and I needed him to remain that. I looked away, avoiding his gaze but I watched out of the corner of my eye. He faltered for a moment and looked slightly crestfallen but seemed to understand the situation fairly quickly, and thankfully didn’t push it. He stood back casually looking me over, and I gave him the faintest smile and nod. He appeared to relax a little as comprehension came over him.
The train pulled in and our usual dance commenced. I went to the last carriage and sat down near the end of the train. He entered the carriage as well and took up his usual seat opposite me. We both sat there silently, waiting for the doors to close and the train to move. I was feeling particularly precocious today and kept looking him in the eye. When I caught his attention, I very deliberately held it as I used one hand to slide my skirt up higher and parted my thighs. His eyes trailed down to my thighs and widened as he saw just how much thigh I was showing him. There was no one else at all on this carriage so far, and I wanted this guy just about bursting out of his pants. All the frustration I had felt all day was coming to the fore right now and I wanted him to feel the same level of frustration.
It took him a moment to remember that there was a head attached to the body he had been ogling, and he looked back up. I just smiled at his shocked look. I don’t know where all this confidence was coming from, but it was turning me on like nothing else. I pulled my skirt even further up and parted my thighs even more. I began running my fingers up and down my barely-covered pussy. I could feel the slippery juices that had leaked through the lace, and I knew he could see my cum and most of my pussy. Fuck, I was so horny I could have happily had an orgasm right now, but it was going to take more than some light touching through my panties. I needed something inside me, a finger, a tongue, a cock, a dildo, something. I was giving very serious thought to pulling them aside and just slipping a finger or two into myself when the train began to slow for the next station. I straightened up a little and as much for his benefit as mine, I licked and sucked my finger that was coated with my cum.
I fully expected several people to get on at this station as that was fairly normal, what I wasn’t expecting however was an entire tour group of elderly citizens that had had a day at the zoo to get on. Almost instantly people were milling about and trying to get seats. It was obvious it was going to be a tight squeeze. Once it became obvious there wasn’t enough room, I stood up to allow an old lady to sit down. My fellow traveller had a slightly panicked look on his face and I realised that he was in a position where it would seem rude not to stand up for someone elderly but if he stood up it would become quite apparent the state that he was in. I chuckled to myself but I did have sympathy for him. I moved across and stood near enough to him so he wouldn’t display his hard-on to the entire carriage as he stood up. We then managed to shuffle closer to the door while giving the illusion we were just making room for the last person to sit down.
He backed into the corner and held the bar then I backed into him and held the same bar. No one on this carriage knew that we were strangers and would assume we were on here together so it didn’t matter how close we stood. As the train began to move, the noise level of all the elderly people seemed to increase as they chatted among themselves. Once I was sure no one was paying attention to us I backed back until I felt his cock bump into my ass. God, it felt so hard and good. I began pushing back more and then grinding my ass on his cock.
When we got to the next station everyone could see this carriage was full and moved to the others so we didn’t have to move. When the train took off again, I took the opportunity to lift the back of my skirt so that only my lace-covered ass was grinding against him. He felt so hard through his pants that it was sending shivers through me. I wanted more. I would have let him fuck me right there I was so turned on.
He was grinding harder, and he let his right hand slip down and grip my hip. He was using his grip on my hip to pull me back into him as he pushed his back against the wall and ground his cock into my ass. It grew more and more intense, and his thrusts were becoming less subtle and more powerful until I was sure we were about to be caught. Suddenly, he pulled me in so tight against him that his fingers felt like they would bruise my hip. I could feel his cock swell and pulse between my ass cheeks, and I knew he was cumming. I wanted to feel it squirt all hot and wet against my skin but that couldn't happen. I couldn't believe a stranger was blasting a load of his cum in his pants while humping my ass. It was so intensely erotic that I began to tremble as I slipped into my own orgasm. My lace panties did absolutely nothing to contain the cum that was now oozing out of my pussy and beginning to run down my thighs. I couldn't believe I had just allowed a perfect stranger to dry hump my ass until we both came right in front of a trainload of people.
Had no one noticed? Surely someone had seen or heard something. Hell, I could smell cum, both his and mine, and I was sure that at least one of them must have seen something.
I looked around the carriage, sure that my face was glowing red and expecting everyone to be staring at us in shock, but they weren't. Almost all of them were far too busy chattering with each other to pay any attention to the couple standing next to the door. I turned and looked down in the other direction along the carriage and my suspicions were confirmed. There was a man and a woman, both sitting there quietly and not talking to the others. They both had shy smiles on their faces and were looking at us. As our eyes met their smiles grew a little. The woman did a quick eyebrow raise and nodded slightly. The man was smiling broadly now and winked at me. All I could do was smile back and give a slight shrug of the shoulders as if to say. “What can you do? When you need it, you need it.”