I close my eyes again and as the train rocks slowly for the next couple of minutes, I can’t help but focus on her bottom as my hand continues to be forced backwards and forwards against her bottom. She is very attractive, maybe early forties, nice cheekbones, smiling eyes behind dark rimmed glasses, she looks me in the eye and smiles sweetly. Sex However, my left hand is actually resting on the left cheek of the woman in front of me, I can feel the swell of her buttock every time the train rocks slowly side to side on the tracks. She is about 5 foot, 7 inches tall, middle aged, long blond hair under a black and grey beanie and wearing a black top with scarf. She then tries to turn as if to look at me and for the briefest second, I catch a glimpse of the side of her face but can’t quite see her properly other than she is wearing glasses. Just then the train slows, enters the station and coming to a halt. However, what happens next totally throws me.
