A woman who had gotten on the train in Seattle was sitting in one of the swivel chairs. She was flashily dressed and in Steele’s opinion overly made...up. Right after they had pulled out of Tacoma she had ordered a Manhattan. The choice of drink rather than the early hour had caught Steele’s ear. She had ordered several times more by the time they reached Portland.She had an oversized bag which she’d set on the floor by her chair. As the young man in the leather jacket walked down the aisle his. I heard a soft moan coming out of her mouth and a moment later he was complete buried inside her vagina. The ice was broken so to speak.Later that afternoon I saw them doing sixty-nine, he was licking her slit and her lips wrapped around his cock.I got a hard on, because it looked burning hot watching them.She kissed his big mushroom and her tongue was playing with his shaftShe recognized my bulge in my pants and glanced delighted at me. Seeing his thick cock stretching her mouth was an awesome. STOP. I know it was just starting to get good. But was she really groaning and humping you, or was it your own excitement you were detecting? I strongly prefer to be excited before a guy starts plunging his tongue into my inner recesses. Use your judgement, and kiss, lick, and fondle your way down her stomach, up her thighs, until she's arching up her back trying to get you to eat her. Of course, if she really was groaning and grinding, go for it...I also don't particularly enjoy a guy. Obviously im checking her out and c cup chest, but in my head i know shed never go for a guy like me, im tall bearded, chubby and have a pony tail... think louise ck but with pony tail. Compared to her looking like seline from underworld... i stood no chance, for so i thought.I ask the bartender for another beer, as she gets it for me, who would walk over but her, the woman i was just checking out. She comes over and tells me her name is Jackie. I introduce myself and we proceed to do that.