She looked over at me and gave a polite smile. Returning a smile of my own I felt that very familiar tingle. The train jolted into action. I glanced o...er to her, looking at those amazing breasts. I'm not sure if the beer that I had consumed had any affect in what happened next, I found myself rubbing my cock through my pants. I could fell myself getting harder and harder. No longer could control myself, I unbuttoned the my jeans. Slidding the zipper of my pants down I pulled out my cock in one. I want to show her, I want her riddling with enjoyment. The sort of enjoyment her marriage has never produced.My eyes jolted at the sight of some buildings I knew it was 10 minutes before my stop. This meant losing my erection and using the fear of having to exit with a hard-on, it was gone in seconds. As soon as the train stopped I exited using my skill and experience gliding past time wasters. I was out the platform and on my short walk home. The hill before my house pained my ankles as I. I was like many a woman. I had needs/fantasies most times they were only fulfilled through the erotica I could find in romance novels. Lost deep in what I was reading I was a bit startled when a mature gentleman bellowed "Good Morning" towards my direction as he gave me a slight nod. With a bit of a startle looking up for a few seconds and looking at him I responded with the same greeting with a short but sweet smile. He sat himself down directly opposite me, shifted around and opened his news. Bell, he said, “Do you want to call the police or should I?”Mr. Bell said, “We don’t need to get the law involved.”“Yes, we do. She tried twice to slap me today,” Danny said.Her father said, “You insulted her.”“This was not the first time she’s tried to assault me. She attempted to knee me in the nuts at the last dance. You were a witness to that Mr. Bell.”“I didn’t want to dance with you,” Denise said crossing her arms.Her father asked, “Did she?”Mr. Bell nodded his head. “She did.”“I didn’t.