Ongoing Metra Fun [MF] [MILD]

This just happened this morning. Pretty mild (thus far) but words fail me… Read on…

When we last left, I had just gotten a surprise hand job on my commute into work from a mysterious girl. She left with a smile and left me weak in the knees. I could say I had been thinking about Monday all weekend, but that would be a lie. I had quite a lot to do this weekend and did not have much time to day dream, which it probably good. It’s Monday though and now I do have time. I begin to replay the events from Friday and I can feel myself getting hard. I must have been smiling too because one of the regulars says, “With that big a smile, you must be happy to be going into work today.” I laugh. “Just happy to be alive” I tell him, barely concealing the anticipation of this mornings commute.

The train arrives and we all pile on, I taking my usual seat on top. We begin the commute and I sit, scrolling thru Reddit but barely paying attention. As we near the station where my mysterious Latina boarded I begin to get butterflies in my stomach, finally acknowledging my nervousness. I put my phone away and watch the doors. I see her board looking as beautiful as I remembered. She’s looking up and catches my eye. She smiles, devilishly, looking at me and then looking at the stairwell. I gather my stuff and begin my walk to the stairwell. I stop and awkwardly adjust myself. My cock is already stiff in anticipation. I steel my nerves and continue toward the stairwell. I take the step down, stopping on the first step. I look down. She looks up. Our eyes meet and she bites her lip as her hand slides up the handrail. I take a step down with my right leg as the train jostles. I hold on tight to the handrail as I’m tossed to my left, my cock colliding with her hand. I look down and am rewarded with a perfect view of her breasts. Her low-cut top fairly containing them. She looks up to me and smiles then pulls out her phone. She begins to scroll thru her FaceBook as her hand glides up the handrail. She lets it drift to my cock and she begins to stroke me on the outside of my short. Slowly… One stroke, two… The train jostles again and we are tossed. Me holding the handrail, she holding my cock. She giggles and looks around to see, I assume, if anyone has noticed. Everyone is too busy with their phones though so she continues to stroke me, slowly… She stops and looks up to me and holds out her hand. I cock my head and she whispers “your phone”. I dig it out pf my pocket, unlock it, and hand it to her. She types her number in as we pull into the station and hands it to me. We arrive and she gets off heading right and I get off heading left.

I walk out onto Clinton looking at the number she had added. Imelda. I immediately shoot her a TXT.

Me – “Good morning. I was so happy to see you this morning””

Imelda – “I can tell. ?”

Me – “Kinda hard to hide that”

Imelda – “You don’t need to tell me that. ?”

Imelda – “Sorry we weren’t able to finish.”

Imelda – “Maybe I can make it up to you. ?”

Me – “It’s not your fault but I won’t say no.”

Imelda – “I love a boy who can’t say no.”

Imelda – “I’ll let you know when and where.”

Me – “OK. I’ll be waiting.”

I put my phone away and thought “what was I getting myself into?”.

That’s all for now. This, obviously just happened this morning. I’m not sure if she reads Reddit. Maybe she does… Maybe she’s seen this. I’ll post updates as soon as I can…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d883hl/ongoing_metra_fun_mf_mild