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The Train
by T.Gibbs
Copyright © 2009 by T.Gibbs
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The Train
Jenny was a mess, sleeping under messed up coverings, messy hair on her head, her body had a shine on it because of how hot she had become, she was dreaming about something sexual which was nothing unusual, almost every night she got similar dreams. This one was more intense than usual, She had gone to the doctors for a routine check up and the doctor had aroused her while pretending the whole thing was standard procedure. Rather than objecting to his actions she had encouraged them and they were now having hot passionate sex, She had no reason to object as she loved anything with guys no matter who they were and what profession they were in. So she was enjoying this totally, her hands were moving over her sleeping body, pushing under her silk night wear and making her so aroused. She was about to feel really good when her alarm clock sounded and woke her up with a jump, her hand down her silk little shorts.
Jenny looked at her clock and saw that it was eight o'clock and she knew she had to get up but she felt frustrated and this was for two reasons, One was the fact she had to visit her family in London today and to get there she would have to go by train, And the other was that a night out the night before had failed to get her any fun and she had really wanted some. She got up and went to the shower room and proceeded to make her whole body wet and soapy, she loved having a shower, it always felt good to wash herself and make herself smell good, never knew if the day would bring something exciting and she wanted to be clean and smell nice in case. After the shower she began getting dressed for her trip, pulling on a black skirt over her pink thong, putting on a white blouse and some black shoes, then finally a coat. Then she spends some time brushing her long black hair and smooths her clothes on her tall slim body with her hand before finally leaving the house and heading for the train station. She felt aroused but could hardly do anything about it now and within a couple of minutes she was standing on the platform waiting for her train so she ignored her feelings and settled down to wait for what seemed like ages before the train arrived.
It was rare that she ever went to visit her family, but now and again these things become necesary. She was 21 now and hardly saw her parents because she was studying in college and never had the time to go up there to see them, but today she had decided to make a special effort to visit everyone and was determined to get it over and done with so she could go back to her studying and having fun. While she waited the odd breeze here and there would blow her long brown hair about which made her have to keep brushing it out of her face with her hand, but she was used to doing that. She almost wished she had worn a bra under her blouse as the breeze was quite cold and her nipples were rather visible against the thin material, but she ignored them, really that type of thing never bothered her, She was the kind of person who would show everyone everything if it felt good to her afterwards, and things often felt good to her. She had been known to do all kinds of things, including once having fun with a couple of guys on a dancefloor during a college party, she was never shy and never minded who was looking or watching as things happened, She was quite an exhibitionist, and completely happy being that way aswell.
At almost half past ten the train arrived and Jenny boarded it and chose a carriage where she closed the door then sat on a seat with her legs laid out along it, relaxing, glad to finally be able to get going instead of standing outside in the cold. It was a considerably small carriage, but it was hers, and she could do whatever she wanted in it.
A small smile played across her mouth as she thought over that last bit, she could do whatever she wanted in it, Question is, Should she do what you want her to do right now? Or wait until later in the story, She smiles and decides to wait just a little longer, but relaxes with her legs slightly apart regardless so you can see her pink tight little thong up her skirt.
She begins to read a magazine, theres a story in it about a woman who loved sex so much she would go with ten men per day and not get the slightest bit tired, "Thats hot" Jenny thinks to herself as her hand moves down to her skirt and starts fiddling with it, She continues reading while occasionally rubbing her hand up and down her leg, obviously finding the story arousing, The thought of ten men arousing anyway, She wished ten men were in her carriage right now, that would be fun, All those hands, Her own hand moved higher up her leg as the thoughts go through her mind, almost touching her thong now, She sighs and straightens her clothes, throws down the magazine, and lays down to rest thinking "chance would be a fine thing".
Deciding to have a sleep because the journey was at least six hours long Jenny settles down listening to the train make its sound as it goes along the track and after a few minutes of that Jenny is dozing on her seat, Half an hour passes and she awakes, cant sleep very much because she feels hungry so she leaves her carriage and looks for the buffet car. When she finds it she sits at a table and tucks into some chips and a coke, minding her own business eating she suddenly hears someone sit down on the chair opposite her and she looks up and sees a tall, handsome looking guy with a moustache and a nice smile, wearing a uniform, sitting in front of her, looked like the ticket inspector, he smiled and nodded in greeting and she smiled back at him, then they began talking with each other.
"Hi my name is Mark" the inspector says politely, holding out his hand.