by Susannah Indigo
(02/07/01)

"Sophistication pales against the rhythm of slow trains."

Kelley kicks her feet up on the footrest in front of her seat, stretching out for the long night's trip. Shoes off, stockings removed, she arranges the long denim skirt around her knees to help keep warm. The California Zephyr #6 train rolls through the twisting mountains of Colorado as Kelley rolls back into Joshua's arms for the night.

"Here, baby, use this blanket," Joshua whispers softly, covering her and tucking the blanket around her like a little girl.

"We probably should have splurged and got a sleeper car," Joshua says, running his hands softly over her baby blue silk shirt and down to her hips.

"Oh god, yes," she replies, needing him on her.

"I think we can make do, baby," Joshua smiles as he massages her hips. "Unbutton your skirt."

"Here?"

"Yes, baby, the lights are low and most people are sleeping. Unbutton it, now."

She obeys, starting with the tiny buttons at the hem of the skirt, slowly working her way up in the dark. "How far?" she asks.

"All the way."

"But the skirt will come off."

"Yes." He knows she wasn't wearing anything but stockings underneath earlier, and that she removed them a while ago.

"I can't do that," she whispers.

"Yes, you can. I'll take care of you."

"Oh my." Kelley finishes undoing the top button of the skirt and feels it fall away under the blanket. Joshua's hands are tight on her hips.

"That's beautiful, baby. Here you are with all these people around us, and your pussy is bare to the world. I bet that young guy Christopher we talked to earlier up in front of us would love to see this."

She blushes. "Oh, stop."

"Would you like to stay that way all night? Think the blanket will cover you? If it doesn't, I will."

Kelley just crosses her legs, trying to act casual.

"Lift your bottom up for a second, Kelley."

He pulls the skirt out from under her, and folds it neatly. "I think we'll put this away for the night."

"Josh!"

"Baby, will you do anything for me?"

"Oh God, yes. I love you."

He stands up and stuffs the skirt away in the overhead luggage rack.

"Anything?"

"Um...yes."

He sits back down in his aisle seat. "Spread your legs, Kelley."

She considers her options -- laughing, cajoling him out of this, feigning a headache, getting angry. She opts for love and spreads her legs.

"Now put one foot up here," he says, propping her right foot up on the window sill, "and the other over here," propping the left up on his own footrest.

She pulls the blanket close, completely vulnerable and open.

"I know you want me to fuck you, baby, but not until much, much later. I have many other things in mind for tonight. I love you."

"Like what?"

"Trust me."

She's lost between the sensuality of the moment and the urge to look furtively around for voyeurs. What would someone say if they saw her -- put your skirt back on, young lady, this is a family train?

"Will you do anything for me, baby?"

Kelley's knees are trembling beneath the blanket. She can feel her wetness rising, and keeps trying to bring her legs back together.

"No, keep them spread all the way. Do it for me."

"Yes, I will do anything for you." She hears these words coming effortlessly out of her mouth, surprising her with their force.

"Touch yourself, baby."

"Oh God."

"Bring your hand down, now."

She slowly runs her hand down over her still-buttoned shirt, across her smooth belly, reaching for the warmth of her clit. She knows what he wants, but doubts she can do it here.

"You know how I love to watch you. It's one of my perfect evenings at home to have you lie on the floor, feet propped up on either side of my knees on the armchair, just watching you caress yourself."

"But, here?" She blushes madly, expecting the conductor to toss them out any moment. Slight strains of music can be heard seeping from other passengers' Walkmans. Kelley wiggles in her seat.

"If not here, then we'll find someplace else. And it may be more public."

She starts to stroke herself quietly, with Joshua's hands caressing her soft thighs. She closes her eyes and throws her head back, giving in to the moment, counting on him to protect her.

"That's beautiful, look at you. You are the sexiest woman on earth."

"Oh, sure, there's probably dozens of women on this train naked from the waist down, masturbating for their man," she replies softly.

"They wish."

He holds her left thigh over his own knee, keeping her legs spread wide. "Take the blanket off."

"No."

"Kelley?"

"Oh God, no."

"Will you do anything for me?"

She's generating enough heat now for half the train, but she's afraid to give up the blanket.

"Now, baby..."

He slips the soft white afghan from her long legs, exposing her propped open thighs and her hand deep in her pale blond hair.

"We're going a long ways tonight, and this is just the beginning. Stroke yourself for me."

Joshua's broad shoulders block most of the view from the aisle, as Kelley simply closes her eyes to the world and begins to lose herself in the sensation. He never touches her except to caress the inside of her thighs as he holds her legs wide apart and watches her uncontrollable sensuality take over her fears.

"You're beautiful. Don't stop baby. Don't stop until you come."

Her hand travels over its familiar path, stroking and gently probing. She sighs, flowing into the moment, getting lost in the rhythm of slow trains...

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