I pulled him tight to me, my breasts against his back. He was awake now, finding his hands tied upon his head to the bed posts. He could also feel my ...uge toy pressing against his ass cheeks. ‘What’ up, babe?’ He stammered out. ‘Hush’ I said. ‘Stay still. Just relax.’ I reached down lower with my hand and found his cock. I just held it, without stroking it. As I cradled it, it grew in my hand, and I continued to nibble on his earlobe. In less than a minute, he was as hard as he was last. You might well say that at Parliament there is this over-riding sense of inevitable disappointment.Except for one man! As the train stops and the doors open, he single mindedly lowers his head and powers through the masses like they were just not there – alighting passengers, pregnant women, war veterans with missing limbs – all are ignored and indeed trampled underfoot as he thrusts through the doors like a five year celibate bridegroom and secures the only vacant seat in the carriage. Mission. "First time, Charlene?" inquired Carla. The woman must havebeen reading my mind, or perhaps she had been present atthis little scene many times before. In any case, there wasno mistaking her meaning. Now one of the parts I findhardest about being convincing as Charlene is the voice. Itdoesn't come easy, but if I try I can produce a sort ofhusky contralto. At that moment, such control utterlyescaped me."Yes. I'm not too proud of myself for what I was thinking." Well, I wasn't so happy with. I head to the only remaining seat, a sofa in the corner. As I sit down my phone buzzes in my pocket, it’s my girlfriend phoning to check up on me, I decide that it’s too loud to bother trying to answer, or at least that’s how I justify ignoring her. I finally look around the room and notice that sat opposite is a group of attractive women. They’re busy chatting and completely oblivious to me. One in particular draws my eye, she’s wearing a short skirt and her long legs are covered with blue.