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Tunnels, Tracks, and Trains
Date: 2/21/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: Alexandra_A, Rating: , Source: LushStories
'May I join you?' His bass voice turned me to chocolate. In the heat of his gaze, I melted, sank and soaked into the seat. Despite my professional exterior, my interior was a runny mess. Almost immediately he could have slid any part of himself into any part of me; I would have watched his limb's lascivious entry and would have sucked it clean on its dark and dripping egress. Though shockingly unaware of it, I must meanwhile have replied in the affirmative, as he thanked me before slotting his black attachė case into the overhead luggage rack. Tugging at the knees of his crisp grey suit, he elegantly became one with the plush seat directly opposite to me. The door slammed in response to a distant whistle and we began to move. His appraising glance unnerved me, caused my right leg to cross over my left knee, the resultant swinging high-heeled shoe beating time with my drumming heart. Lycra whispered to Lycra, my skirt rode up, and I prayed the tops of my charcoal hold-ups were not visible. Legs uncrossed, primly pressed together and, just to make sure, were clamped together by my well-manicured hands. In an attempt to appear unmoved, I picked at a turquoise nail then stared absently through the window at the shifting world beyond. Ears felt it first. Skin tingled. A whoosh then darkness. The rattling of tracks bounced back from enclosing walls. Lights flared. Now I saw myself in the glass. Dark-suited, white-bloused lawyer; blonde hair cut meticulously; face made-up perfectly. ...