Kay always took the same subway home. It was super crowded and sometimes even broke down. As she stepped onto the subway she could barely find standing room. She was a tall woman so she could easily peak over people’s shoulders. There were no seats available.
Over the intercom, she heard them announce the next stop. That’s when Kay’s sleep-fogged brain noticed this was a different train. It was the L train. Kay looked at the ceiling as she realized her mistake.
She sighed as the subway moved. It was jerky to the point where she bumped into the person behind her. It was a guy who was pressed up right behind her. The train kept going as she kept bumping into him. It got to the point where her butt was pressed against his crotch. She tried to shuffle forward but the woman in front of her gave her a mean glare over her shoulder. She quickly raised her wrist to show a black bracelet.
This meant she wanted to observe and not partake. Kay automatically gave the woman her space. This resulted in her becoming even more cozy with the man behind her. His dick was growing against her behind. This was not helping Kay at all. She was starting to become aroused by the attention.