Strangers on a Train pt 6 [affair]

Monday Emily didn’t feel much better after her boring weekend home which was nothing more than getting caught up on housework and binging on “You.” She listened to Selena Gomez’s new album as she waited for the train that morning. As she expected she was quickly joined by Micheal. They didn’t say anything but the air around them was electrified. Micheal followed Emily onto the train and sat next to her. He pulled one of her ear buds out.

“Good morning,” he said.

“Good morning,” Emily said looking at him. Her heart pounded. She wanted so badly to kiss him but she didn’t want to give in. She wanted to be chased. She deserved that.

“How are you?” Micheal asked.

“Fine,” Emily said and she held her hand out for hear ear bud. She put them away and turned off her music. “How are you?”

“So far so good,” Micheal said.

Emily internally rolled her eyes. He always said that. She wished he’d say “I’m ok” or “I’m struggling.” He didn’t have to be so damn stoic. Emily sat silently with her hands in her lap.

“I like your necklace,” Micheal commented. Emily smiled. That meant he was looking at her chest.

“Thanks,” she said and she looked at him. “I made it.”

“Wow. Talent,” Micheal said.

“Burgundy and white pearls,” Emily said. “I like the two together. Especially when paired with a burgundy lip gloss.”

“Mmmm, that sounds sexy,” Micheal said huskily. Emily smiled again. She could have fun with him today.

“It is,” Emily said. “Maybe I’ll wear it some time for you.”

Micheal smiled and looked out the window.

“Shit,” Emily said.

“What?” Micheal asked.

“I forgot my lunch,” Emily said. She groaned. “I guess I will have to run out for something.”

“Do you want to get lunch together?” Micheal asked. Emily froze. She couldn’t believe what she had just heard.

“Uuuh, sure,” she said.

“You sound…uncertain,” Micheal said.

“No, just surprised,” Emily said.

“Lunch together won’t kill us,” Micheal said.

“Says you,” Emily said. Micheal smirked.

“You pick. I’ll meet you there,” Micheal said.

True to his word, he met her for lunch. They talked a bit but Emily remained guarded even though she desperately craved him.

“Are you ok?” Micheal asked.

“Yeah,” Emily said. He studied her. He wanted to know what she was thinking but felt like it wasn’t something she’d talk about in public.

When he got back to his office, Micheal texted Emily.

‘Come by my office after work please.’

‘Ok. Why?’ Emily asked.

‘Because I asked nicely.’

Emily gave a small smile.

‘Ok.’

The walk from her office to his was quick and she was up to the 16th floor.

“How can I help you?” asked the receptionist.

“I have an appointment with Micheal,” Emily said.

“Which one?” the receptionist asked. Emily’s heart dropped. She didn’t know his last name. She wracked her brain trying to think.

“Um, I don’t remember his last name or which department he’s in but I had come in one other time before the holidays,” Emily said, hoping the receptionist would remember. The receptionist thought for a minute before she remembered.

“Oh, Weaverly. Ok, let me see if he is ready.”

The receptionist phoned Micheal to let him know he had someone waiting and he had her send Emily down. Emily walked down the long hall until she found Micheal’s office. She knocked lightly. Micheal turned around and saw her. He smiled.

“Close the door,” he said.

Emily did so and walked over to him. He stood, put his hands on the sides of her face and took her lips in his. Emily was pleasantly surprised but melted at his touch. She rested her hands on his hips.

“Hello beautiful,” he said after he broke the kiss.

“Hi,” Emily said.

“I felt like you were distracted at lunch,” Micheal said, still holding her face.

“Just thinking too much,” Emily said. Micheal sat back down and Emily leaned against his desk.

“About what?” he asked. Emily pursed her lips, unsure if she really wanted to talk about it.

“Some of the stuff we talked about last week,” Emily said.

“Like?”

“The….sexting other women stuff.”

Micheal nodded. Emily shrugged and said, “I just like feeling special I guess.”

“You are special,” Micheal said. Emily looked at him. “You are special. You are the only one I’ve met and been physical with.”

Emily sighed. She knew he was right. But she didn’t know if that was enough. But she couldn’t deny how much she craved him.

“So, miss professional tease,” Micheal prodded, “you really got me going on Friday.”

Emily blushed. She had forgotten about the story she sent him.

“Oh really?” she said. She put her hands on his thighs as she bent over so she was eye level with him. She slowly ran her hands up his thighs “Was it torturous?”

“Very,” Micheal growled as she teased him through his slacks.

“How badly did you ache for me?” Emily teased as she dropped to her knees.

“Badly,” Micheal said, his heart pounding. She unzipped his slacks and pulled his semi hard cock free. She kissed the tip before taking him as far down as she could.

“Oooooohhhh, fuck,” Micheal sighed. He watched her head bob up and down as he got harder and harder.

Emily released him from her mouth before stripping her shirt off and pushing her bra straps down, freeing her breasts. Micheal’s cock ached at the sight of her tits. Without a word she placed his cock between her tits, squeezing them together for him to fuck. She looked lustfully into his eyes as she slowly let him slip in and out of her cleavage.

“You want this don’t you?” she teased as she got faster.

Micheal nodded. Titty fucking was one of his ultimate fantasies. She let her tongue out so that every time she went down she could lick his tip.

“Oh fuck,” Micheal moaned. Emily smiled.

“I want you to cum for me Micheal,” she pleaded. “Cum all over my chest.”

Micheal grabbed at the arms of his chair. He tried to steady his breathing to make it last as long as possible. He felt the pressure build in his balls. His grip tightened.

“Mm. Mmmmmm. Fuck,” he moaned. He couldn’t stop himself from cumming all over her chest. Emily smiled as she felt the warm hit her neck, her chin, her chest, dripping down her breasts. She licked the tip of his cock, causing him to gasp. She bit her lip as she held back a smile.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/eou8oo/strangers_on_a_train_pt_6_affair