An unlikely morning commute

I woke up the other day expecting a normal day. I’d head out of the house, walk up the street, turn left towards the train station and I’d be off to work. I had a boring desk job. Although recently, my morning had become a little more exciting. A friend of mine, Lindsay, had a job in the area. I’m not sure what her job was, all I knew was that a couple times a week I’d pass her as I headed to the train station. We’d always wave and smile to each other. She has a beautiful smile. I had started to leave my house at a specific time every morning based on the previous times I had passed her. I wanted to see her as much as I could. Even briefly passing her made my day better. So today was no different. I left my house at 8:23. It was hit or miss to be honest. It all depended on if the train was running on time….Which was never a guarantee.

I approached the end of the street and turned left around the brick apartments on the corner only to, quite literally, bump right into Lindsay. The ice coffee she was holding fell to the ground, but not before spilling all over her shirt. “Oh shit Lindsay, I’m sorry” I said embarrassed at the situation. Her and I looked down at her shirt almost at the same time. Admittedly my eyes locked on to a lone ice cube sitting at the top of her cleavage. Quickly she brushed it off. “No worries” she said, “stuff happens.” I pulled a few napkins out of my bag and offered them to her, at which point she rightly chuckled. “I don’t think those will be much help Andrew.”
“Right, ummm well I just live a few minutes up the street you can borrow one of my tshirts for the day if you want?” Lindsay glanced at her phone. We both had to be at work by 9. I was already going to be late, but Lindsay still had time to spare. “That’d be perfect, I can’t show up with this soaking shirt”.

We started walking toward my apartment. I quickly called my boss to tell her I’d be late and by the time I hung up we had arrived. I unlocked the front door, and gestured to Lindsay “ladies first, I’m on the second floor, the top door is unlocked”. I followed her up the stairs, briefly admiring how her ass looked in the right jeans she had on. I felt my dick harden a bit in my pants.

Lindsay opened the apartment door at the top of the stairs and I directed her to the dresser in my room. I didn’t have much of a selection for her. She was torn between a red T-shirt a couple shades off from the coffee covered one she still had on, and a black one. “What do you think?” She said holding them up. I hesitated… “I’m not sure, why don’t you try them both on”. She lifted her shirt over her head and I watched as her breasts came up and dropped back down.I know nothing about cup size but she had to have been at least a C cup. I stared at her breasts, while she pulled the black tee over her head. My cock continued to stir in my pants. She took the black tee off and again I watched her tits drop in front of me. Once she had the red tee on she asked again, “whaddya think?”
“Ummm I think the black one is better I said” only wanting to see her perfect breasts again. She agreed and pulled the red shirt back off before pausing.

“You okay over there andrew?” She said nudging her head and pointing toward my pants. I looked down in a panic and realized my erection was clear as day through my dress pants. I could feel my face turn red, and honestly my entire body. I couldn’t think of anything to say to explain myself or make it at all less embarrassing. “It’s okay” she chuckled, “it’s actually kinda flattering.”

I exhaled a bit and nodded kinda giving a reassured smile before glancing again at her breasts. “Here,” she said, unclasping her bra letting her bare tits fall out “I still have time it’s only 8:40”. I was stunned. Her breasts were perfect. The size, the shape, and her nipples well…all I wanted was to put my mouth on them. “Well don’t just stand there, lemme see that thing” she said, pointing at my cock. I unzipped my fly and pulled my pants down letting my cock spring free. Lindsey stepped close to me and put my cock in her hand slowly stroking me up and down. I grabbed her right breast and crouched down putting my mouth over her left nipple teasing it with my tongue. “Mmmm,” Lindsay moaned. Before I could move over to give her right breast the same treatment she dropped to her knees and slid her mouth over my cock. I ran my hand through her soft brown hair as she went up and down on my cock. Her blue eyes looked up at me and seemed to twinkle as she smiled with my 5 1/2 inch cock filling her mouth completely. She brought her hand up and started lightly massaging my balls making my cock twitch with excitement. I had never felt such intensity before.

Maybe a weird time to bring this up but I was a virgin. Feeling her mouth and tongue continue to slide up and down my cock was sending me over the edge. And she would moan every few seconds causing a slight vibration around my cock. “God Lindsay I’m gonna cum, you’re gonna make me cum”. This only motivated her as she increased her speed and continued to massage my balls. “Oh my god” I exhaled. “Mmmmm” lindsay moaned again. That sent me over the edge. I pumped four, maybe five loads of cum in her mouth. Her mouth completely engulfed around my cock, she had stopped sucking, just taking in load after load of my cum. When I stopped she slowly released my cock and swallowed everything in her mouth. She noticed a bit of cum still on the top of my dick and brushed it onto her thumb before rubbing the little drop onto her tits. “I’m gonna think about this all day” she said. It was 8:50 now. She had to rush but she could still make it to work on time. She quickly threw her bra back on with my T-shirt and headed out of the apartment. Halfway out the door she turned around and looked back at me.

“Can I come over tonight?” She said smirking.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/t2frhs/an_unlikely_morning_commute