My wife and I love the train.

It is convenient — and erotic if you do it right.

We were taking the train from the city back to our suburban abode last Friday night. We like the 8 PM train — after the commuters but before the late-night revelers turn it into a loud drunken party.

We ran to get to the car farthest from the terminal, which we know from past experience offers more privacy. We jumped in just before the door shut and the bell sounded the train’s departure.

We were all alone in the car as we took the stairs to the upper level. I was following my wife and caught a glimpse of her red panties as her skirt hiked while she ascended the steps. I knew it was on purpose; she’d had a few glasses of wine with dinner and loved to show off her body when she was feeling tipsy.

We sat down in the seats at the end of the aisle with her facing me and me watching the door, on the lookout for potential interruptions. She was slightly out of breath as she leaned back and relaxed.

“Whew, that was closer than I wanted. Almost missed our ride,” she commented as she spread her legs slightly to give me another glimpse of those red panties.

“Yes, but it’s worth the rush — the view from up here is priceless,” I told her.

“I know what you are looking at,” she teased as her fingers slid down and exposed her bush.

“Looks like shaving time,” I observed, the thick bush blocking her best parts.

“How about this?” she offered, using her other hand to spread her cunt lips and reveal her shiny pink slit.

“Very sexy, my dear,” I confessed, loving her peep show.

The good thing about that particular train run is that it takes 20 minutes to get to the first stop, and the ticket taker rarely passes until just before that station. Folks usually don’t come back this far after the train has left the station, so we can count on a good 20 minutes of “privacy,” but the possibility of surprise does make it more exciting.

I felt my cock getting hard as she wet her fingers in her mouth and inserted them into her slit. A quick rub of her clit added to her excitement. Keeping her panties yanked to one side was a little restricting, so she raised her hips and slid her undies down to her knees. That gave me a great view as her fingers plunged farther into her shiny pussy. She released a sexy little moan that made my cock pulse.

I rubbed my hard-on through my pants as I watched her show. A quick peek at my watch told me we had 17 minutes left.

“How about a little oral action?” I asked.

“I’m not sucking your dick on the train,” she teased, her words only adding to my excitement. I love it when she says “sucking your dick” in any context, but I also knew “no” usually turns into “maybe,” which turns into “okay, but we have to be quick” as our excitement grows.

After casting a glance at the door at the other end of the car, I lifted her off my lap and placed her on the bank of seats before dropping down to my knees. I lifted her legs and started licking her delicious pussy as she reached down to clutch my hair. With some maneuvering, she pulled her panties off one leg so she spread her legs and gave me better access to her cunt, then she closed her thighs around my head as I stuck my tongue into her cunt as far as it would go.

I hoped with all my might that no one would walk through that door and interrupt us. I slid my tongue back up her slit to lick her clit. Her little nub was getting hard. Knowing she was getting as turned-on as me made me groan. My hands slid up her body to find her beautiful breasts. We were on the same page; she’d already unbuttoned her blouse and yanked one of her tits out of her bra. She cupped her breast in one hand, using her thumb and finger to toy with her nipple.

I focused on the other side, yanking her bra cup down to tweak her other nip, all while giving her pussy plenty of attention. It was all pretty hot, but I had to move it along if we were going to fulfill my fantasy for the night.

I ceased my pussy-licking, stood up, and kissed her erect nipples, one after the other.

“Any chance you’ve changed your mind about that blowjob?” I asked as I unbuckled my pants and pulled out my rock-hard cock.

My erection was right in front of her face. She does love to suck my cock, so it was an easy sell — especially because she was already so turned-on.

“Okay, but we have to be quick,” she replied, following my mental script perfectly.

We had eight minutes left before that first stop. She gives great head, and the excitement of doing it on the train made it all the better. She doesn’t deep-throat but makes up for it with active mouth play, plenty of suction, and tongue action.

“Mmm, that’s wonderful,” I murmured, this time my hands running through her hair.

We love talking to each other as we play out our fantasies. Even though we’re an old married couple, nights like this make us feel like horny teenagers again.

My internal clock knew were running out of private time, so I had to make my pitch or my craving wouldn’t be addressed.

“Can I pound your wet pussy?” I asked.

My wife looked up at me with big doe eyes — her lips still wrapped around my cock — before pulling back to say, “I thought you’d never ask.”

She stood up and knelt on the train seat. Now she had a view of the train door as she pushed her ass in the air in invitation. Her pose made her pussy lips part slightly. She was practically dripping from all of our sexy play.

Without wasting any time, I came up behind her and spread her lips, easing my spit-slick cock into her tight opening.

“I love how sucking my cock makes your pussy wet,” I whispered in her ear.

“I love how your hard cock fills me up,” she countered as I slid home.

With all our foreplay I knew we would come quickly. I hastened the arrival of her climax by hurriedly fingering her clit while I jammed my cock deep. She muffled her orgasmic cries against her forearm. Her helpless whimpers and the spasming of her pussy did me in almost immediately. My moans joined hers as I shot my wad into her tight cunt.

There was no time to enjoy the afterglow. We quickly uncoupled. My wife slipped on her panties and buttoned her blouse while I raised my pants and fastened my belt. We were slightly disheveled but decent when the door opened and the ticket-taker came through.

“How are you folks doing tonight?” he asked jovially.

“We are having a fantastic night,” I responded, winking at my beautiful wife.

We had 15 minutes until the next station — and my cock was already getting hard again.