Riding the Rails
So, how DID I meet my wife? Shall I tell you...?
I glimpsed stocking-tops and a flash of thigh! Swallowing, I quickly looked up. My cheeks burned as her steady brown eyes met mine. Caught! The corners of her mouth twitched. She slowly crossed her legs, deliberately exposing pale lilac panties. A moan escaped my lips. Chest pounding, I bolted for the lavatory. My fingers rapidly brought on a shuddering climax to the image of the beguiling seductress in 17A. When I return...