I should not have thought it, someone else tried this; it did not end well.The train carriage almost empty, no one heard my muted groan, “Elodie…�...�Coy, she raised her eyebrow, “Quoi?”Reclined, the heft of her breasts smoothed in her tight summer dress. A spaghetti-strap eased off her shoulder. Flushed, I stifled another gasp.Before me, a country girl in a hand-me-down dress one size too small. Preening her blowsy hair, the taunting continued. Amused, she pressed at my full erection. Brought. And sure enough after a few more thrusts and a curling of my fingers she started to shake and thrust herself madly at my hand as she groaned her way through it. "Dont stop now I need more" she commanded and I continued to wank my cum covered fingers into the messy, squishy morass between her thighs. Liquid had spilled from her and had puddled onto the desk. She was one horny bitch. "Give me more. I want more! Either you fuck me or give me more fingers". she hissed at me as she thrust herself. ‘So, you find me attractive?’ I closed my eyes. This conversation was going downhill fast. I just couldn’t seem to stop myself from making it worse. Then I opened my eyes and, grudgingly, nodded. ‘I don’t suppose we could just start over, could we?’ I asked without any real hope. His roguish grin raised the temperature in the room by at least ten degrees. I felt like Little Red Riding Hood looking at the Big Bad Wolf. The devil on my shoulder promptly made me regret the analogy by wondering if. " He's a good guy. And, knowing his girlfriend, she just might approve if you don't mind an audience." Girlfriend?"She chuckled."Of course," she said. "He's a hunk. There's no way he could get this far without having a girlfriend. But don't worry. She's a bit of a voyeur. She loves watching other people have sex. If you allow her to participate, she'd enjoy it even more." Really?" Also," Lisa said, "that'd take care of another issue you might have. I know you don't love Brian. You like him, but.