The Man On The Tube

1 month ago 26th Sep 14:19

Sondra moaned softly as her orgasm welled up inside of her. He was whispering words of encouragement as she rode him. Sondra tightened up around his manhood, ready to cum at any second.

"Damn!" I rolled over and switched off my alarm clock, feeling the warm and fustrated, I could feel the wet spot underneath me as I had many mornings recently. Why is it that I can't have one wet dream and finish it for once, is it too much to bloody ask for?

Sondra slipped out of bed and disappointedly trudged to her bathroom, still cursing out that damned alarm clock, as well as her new boss for being so hard on her. She showered with the light off deciding it was like an extra ten minutes of sleep. She almost dozed off as the warm jets of water streamed down her body.

Sondra was still a bit tired as she pulled herself out of the shower into the steamy bathroom. Making her way to the closet she glanced toward the bedroom mirror and stopped and as she studied herself she allowed the towel to fall to the floor.

Sondra looked.. happy with what she saw, her tummy was toned and almost flat with just a hint of roundness, breasts that were large, firm, even perky tipped with large dark aureole crowned with hard pointed nipples. Her auburn hair cascading over pale shoulders, the rest of her skin glowing a soft ivory. Slim toned thighs and a waist slimmer than some of the women she worked with’s thighs. Small feet with red painted toes.. "Not bad" she smugly declared.

Sondra looked.. happy with what she saw, her tummy was toned and almost flat with just a hint of roundness, breasts that were large, firm, even perky tipped with large dark aureole crowned with hard pointed nipples.

She turned away and once again headed to the closet thinking she wasn’t the prettiest women in the world, but was most certainly no plain Jane. So why recently had she not had a man in her life, indeed why didn't men notice her, except the ones that honked when she wore a skirt a bit shorter than she should have, or a wink from a cashier when she wore a low cut V neck.

Slightly dispondent Sondra picked an outfit quickley dressed and headed out to work.

The Tube was packed, even more than usual. If that was even possible. Sandwiched between a businesswoman and a teenaged boy Sondra spotted one of the most gorgeous men she'd ever been so lucky to cast eyes on during her 24 years on earth. As she stared he spotted her too, noticing how she was staring at him. As the Tube approached the next stop everyone spilled off the train, leaving both him and Sondra alone in the carriage.

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