Black seamed stockingsencased her shapely legs, which were also being hugged by the snugpencil skirt ending just below her knees. She perched imperio...sly on apair of gleaming black patent 4" oxford pumps. Black satin gloves heldthe cigarette as she smoked casually and gazed at him through theelegant veil hanging from her lovely little black hat. His lips partedslightly and he gasped softly with aching desire. Never had he feltsuch pure lust. He was, at this point, amenable to absolutely. "Okay honey, you do that," she said, sliding next to me in the car seat. I put my arm around her and gave her a short kiss before starting the car. She was wearing cut -offs, a sleeveless blouse and white sneakers. I stuck my thumb under the neck of the blouse to take a peek at the plain white bra she was wearing.She smiled, "snap your fingers and I'll take it off," she chided me.I drove aimlessly, knowing she wanted to look for curtains. As we approached the city Laura got edgy. I noticed her. "You know, Bruce, most guys ask a girl to go for the cup of coffee before they ask for a full blown date. You actually intrigue me," she said. "Let's go," I said. We settled into the worst seats to be found in any restaurant fast food or otherwise in the whole world. But, at that moment, my mind was on one thing and only one thing: how to get this woman who was way out of my league looks-wise and too young for me to like me a little, and to not tip her to who I was other than what I wanted. As the train made steady progress, rolling past familiar towns and villages, the sexual tension in the small carriage had become unbearable for Alberto. He felt her small but firm hand seek and find his now tortured member. Her hand delved to the wrist and some moments later reappeared with Alberto’s firm and unrobed penis. He failed in stifling a short moan of pleasure and drew his breath, looking up to the ceiling of the train carriage. Using her clenched fist, she roughly pulled the skin.