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About 20 years ago I was working in Edinburgh. I had a flat in the city center and usually stayed there in the week and came home at weekends. One week my wife, who was in her early 30's at this point, decided she'd like to come up to Edinburgh for the weekend for a change, so we arranged that she'd get the Friday mid-afternoon train from Birmingham and I'd meet her when it arrived at Waverley station about 9:30 in the evening.
I saw the train pull in and as I walked down the platform to meet her I saw she had a huge grin on her face. I knew the look meant she had something tell me, so asked what she'd been up to as she looked like a cat that had got all the cream. She laughed and said that was very close to the truth, and pulled me into an alcove at the back of the platform. "Feel me!" she whispered, and as there weren't many people about and we were in shadow, I slipped my hand up her skirt. The first thing I noticed was that she wasn't wearing underwear and the next was that she was soaking wet!
We started to walk to my flat which was only 10 or 15 minutes away and she told me about her journey. She'd settled into her seat and noticed an attractive older man sitting across the aisle. He smiled and they got chatting, and got on so well that he moved over and sat beside her. They chatted for an hour or two and she noticed he was touching her more as they talked, a brief squeeze of her hand at first then a pat on her knee, until he left his hand on her thigh, stroking it with a finger. She said she was really getting turned on and so she leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, and placed her hand over his on her thigh, moving it nearer her crotch. They kissed for a while, then he asked if she'd come with him somewhere more private, and she agreed.
She followed him to the toilet and he sat her on the toilet cover and undid his zip. My wife reached in and pulled out his cock, and started to lick and suck it. Before long he got her to stand, turned her round and lifted her skirt to her waist, removed her knickers, bent her over the washbasin and slid into her from behind. Apparently he didn't last long, but had reached round to play with her clit as he fucked her, so she said she got off nicely if not as hard as she would have liked. They went back to their seats and continued chatting, and he kept slipping his hand under her skirt to play with her. He also tried to get her to flash any men who passed through the carriage and though she tried to stay decently covered, she thinks several men saw her bum or pussy on the journey.
When the train got to car stairs there was a delay as it joined up with the coaches from the West Coast line. My wife's new friend suggested they go back to the toilet and she readily agreed, as the talk and almost constant stimulation had her feeling very horny. This time he sat her on the washbasin with her legs round his waist and fucked her hard. He lasted much better second time around and it got uncomfortable, so she got him to sit on the toilet and straddled him, lowering herself onto his cock and riding him. He undid her shirt and as she rarely wore a bra in those days fondled her breasts and sucked and chewed gently on her stiff nipples. He reached round with one hand and teased her anus, slipping a finger in and out then two. She said it was lucky that the train started moving just as she came or half the passengers would have heard her! Again they returned to their seats, and my wife dozed off. When she woke the train was slowing for Waverley and he had gone, leaving his business card on which he'd written "Thank you for a wonderful journey, and for the knickers!". I still have the card in my collection of souvenirs.
I saw the train pull in and as I walked down the platform to meet her I saw she had a huge grin on her face. I knew the look meant she had something tell me, so asked what she'd been up to as she looked like a cat that had got all the cream. She laughed and said that was very close to the truth, and pulled me into an alcove at the back of the platform. "Feel me!" she whispered, and as there weren't many people about and we were in shadow, I slipped my hand up her skirt. The first thing I noticed was that she wasn't wearing underwear and the next was that she was soaking wet!
We started to walk to my flat which was only 10 or 15 minutes away and she told me about her journey. She'd settled into her seat and noticed an attractive older man sitting across the aisle. He smiled and they got chatting, and got on so well that he moved over and sat beside her. They chatted for an hour or two and she noticed he was touching her more as they talked, a brief squeeze of her hand at first then a pat on her knee, until he left his hand on her thigh, stroking it with a finger. She said she was really getting turned on and so she leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, and placed her hand over his on her thigh, moving it nearer her crotch. They kissed for a while, then he asked if she'd come with him somewhere more private, and she agreed.
She followed him to the toilet and he sat her on the toilet cover and undid his zip. My wife reached in and pulled out his cock, and started to lick and suck it. Before long he got her to stand, turned her round and lifted her skirt to her waist, removed her knickers, bent her over the washbasin and slid into her from behind. Apparently he didn't last long, but had reached round to play with her clit as he fucked her, so she said she got off nicely if not as hard as she would have liked. They went back to their seats and continued chatting, and he kept slipping his hand under her skirt to play with her. He also tried to get her to flash any men who passed through the carriage and though she tried to stay decently covered, she thinks several men saw her bum or pussy on the journey.
When the train got to car stairs there was a delay as it joined up with the coaches from the West Coast line. My wife's new friend suggested they go back to the toilet and she readily agreed, as the talk and almost constant stimulation had her feeling very horny. This time he sat her on the washbasin with her legs round his waist and fucked her hard. He lasted much better second time around and it got uncomfortable, so she got him to sit on the toilet and straddled him, lowering herself onto his cock and riding him. He undid her shirt and as she rarely wore a bra in those days fondled her breasts and sucked and chewed gently on her stiff nipples. He reached round with one hand and teased her anus, slipping a finger in and out then two. She said it was lucky that the train started moving just as she came or half the passengers would have heard her! Again they returned to their seats, and my wife dozed off. When she woke the train was slowing for Waverley and he had gone, leaving his business card on which he'd written "Thank you for a wonderful journey, and for the knickers!". I still have the card in my collection of souvenirs.
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