It seemed like a lifetime until the next train would arrive.

The day was blistering, so I had on my miniskirt, topped by a white shirt that was probably transparent after I’d been standing in the heat for the past couple of hours. I couldn’t imagine why the train was so late. Maybe the engineer had some hussy sucking on his cock.

Whatever the case, my ass crack and pussy were swimming in a sea of sweat and I really couldn’t pass up the opportunity. Hell, the train was two hours late — what harm could be done by another ten minutes in the bathroom?

As I ventured toward the ladies’ room, I noticed a uniformed gentleman sitting on a bench reading a newspaper. He looked up for a second, then down again. I entered the loo, evaluated my surroundings, and concluded that for... Read More