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A Cross Country Train Ride | sm00th | 3

 

I took another look at the note from the pretty redhead stewardess, Miss Green. She must have slipped me the note when she'd 'fell' against me hard enough to run my hands over her sexy black stockings and smooth miniskirted ass. Wow, it really looked like I'd get a chance to peel her out of that blue uniform of hers!

'Meet me in thee observation car at 10:00 pm. Don't be late!'

I looked at my watch. 8:30. Just enough time for a nap before laying some track, I thought, grinning as I stretched my feet out on the empty seat ahead.

****

The train shook and woke me up. For a minute I didn't know where I was and raised my arm to check the time--and saw the note! And my watch, that said eleven o'clock! SHIT! I got to my feet and ran back to the observation car.

The lights were low in the observation car, with just a couple of old men and women left over from the dinner crowd. There wasn't anything to see out the windows in the dark, in this flat country, and I was almost blind and panicked that I'd lost one hell of an opportunity. I slowed to a walk, and peered in each -empty- booth, cursing my luck!

"Good going, man," I cursed myself, as I reached the last booth in the observation car at the very back of the train. I turned myself around and slammed my fist down on the back of a booth. Then I heard a giggle from the floor of the booth on my right.

"Aw, it's okay cowboy!" I looked around again, only to see the last two couples shuffling out the door, then knelt by the table and looked under... only to see Miss Green and the sexy daughter Sarah!

"Hey you," Sarah purred, pushing her long blonde hair from her face and looking up. I looked harder and as my eyes adjusted I saw she was sitting under Miss Green's spread legs and had her hand under the stewardess's shirt. "Looks like we have the same taste in women!" Then she tossed a keychain to me. "Why don't you go lock the door, cowboy?"

"Miss Green!" I gasped in mock surprise, feeling my pants getting tighter from internal pressure in the cockal region. "What would the other employees say!"

"It's, mmmm" her eyes closed and Sarah giggled, her hand moving slower in the stewardess's pants. "It's Dani, Sir. And, ooohhhh, please don't tell-mph!" Sarah leaned forward and cut off Dani's slutty fake pleading with her darting tongue.

I laughed. "Don't go anywhere," I said and ran back up to the observation car door and fumbled with the wierd-shaped lock. I finally figured it out and double-locked the door when I the background music suddenly got loud, then was changed to something newer and harder than the blue-hair crowd would have liked.

"Pull the blinds down, honey," Sarah crooned at me, and I did as I was told. Then I turned around in time to see them standing up by the back door. Sarah - gorgeous young fuckable Sarah - had her clothes off and was dancing in the aisle. I sighed as I sauntered back, noticing in the brightening lights of the candles Dani was lighting that the younger girl was a natural blonde.

Dani wrapped her arms around Sarah from behind and tugged on her nipples. Sarah fell into the older woman's arms and moaned as the stewardess nippled on her neck and ear.

Then Dani looked up, her light lipstick smeared across her cheek. "You're gonna fuck him, girl. And I'm gonna tell you juuuust what to do. Any problem with that, cowboy?" she asked me, imperiously.

 

Do I take my marching orders, or give my own commands?

 
 
 

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