THE ENCOUNTER
by Musings of Pan
I don’t often take a train. Americans fly long distances and drive shorter ones. However I was in Europe where the train is a main method of transportation. Now the TGV trains are fast and modern. A nice way to go so I took the TGV from Paris as far as I could but then had to transfer to a slow, local train to get to my destination, a small town in France.
I got on and settled in the back of the car. As we were about to pull out of the station a man with white hair got on. He walked back to where I was and swung the seat back of the seat in front of me so he could sit facing me. He was a nice looking man, not over weight but solidly built and had a well trimmed beard. I guessed about 60.
My name is Emily and I am 43 years old. While no longer a young girl, I consider myself attractive. I try to keep in physical shape and pay attention to my appearance. I pressed my legs together, made sure my skirt was not riding up and turned my attention to my book.
The conductor came by and punched our tickets. Then the car was quiet except for the rumble of the train. It was getting dark outside but the car was lighted enough for me to read. After awhile when I was beginning to get sleepy the man cleared his throat and said in very good English, “Excuse me, my name is Otto and I think you are very pretty. May I ask where you are going?”
I told him the name of the town and added that I was going there to meet my brother. I said my name is Emily and shook his hand by way of introduction.
Otto then continued saying, “We both have long rides so we may as well make the journey as pleasant as possible. I wonder if you would do something for me? Would you open your legs and pull up your skirt?”
I was stunned. I did not know what to say or do. My first impulse was to jump up and scream but when I looked he was smiling gently and did not appear to be any danger to me. As I thought about his request I realized that I would never see him again and doing something wild might be fun. After all what was wrong with a little harmless fun. If it got out of hand I could move.
I smiled at him and slowly opened my legs. Then I grasped the hem of my skirt and pulled it up so my panties were clearly visible to him. Otto smiled wider and said, “Thank you, You are making me very happy.”
Here I was sitting in a way that was totally against everything I know is proper and I was enjoying it! I felt tingly all over.
After a few minutes in which Otto stared at my panties he whispered, “Please take off your panties.”
Now what was I going to do? I knew that the correct thing for a “proper lady” to do was to refuse but much as I hate to admit it, I was enjoying this too much.
I rose slightly from my seat, hooked my thumbs in the waistband of my panties and slid them down and leaning over to step out of them. Otto held out his hand so I gave them to him and sat down with my legs open and again pulled up my skirt. I could feel the moisture between my legs and did not care.
Otto held my panties to his nose and inhaled deeply and returned them to me. He looked closely between my legs and sighed, “That is very nice.”
I had his complete attention. It felt like I was controlling him and I loved it. I never before exposed myself to a stranger. This was exciting.
I was so into our game that I gestured to my breasts and smiled questioningly. He smiled back and nodded. I then looked at his crotch and pointed at it. Otto nodded, opened his trousers and pulled them down exposing a very attractive hard cock.
I unbuttoned and removed my top. Then I unhooked and removed my bra letting my breasts swing free. I moved my shoulders from side to side to make my breasts swing. Last I put my top back on so I could dress quickly if needed but left it fully open in front. He seemed to appreciate the show very much.
We sat that way looking at each other in silence for several minutes. I was too worked up to note the time passing. Finally Otto beckoned to me and patted the seat next to him. Yes, I know I should not have done it but I did move over and sit as close to him as I could get.
He put his arm around my shoulders while his hand reached down and cupped my breast. It felt wonderful the way his hand first explored my breast, lightly rubbed it, and then when his fingers grasped my nipple I shuttered. His other hand started on my other breast so I leaned my head on his shoulder and sighed.
I reached down and grasped his cock. It was smooth and very hard inside. I stroked my hand up and down it listening to the change in his breathing as I did this.
I think he took this as an invitation because one of his hands slid down between my legs. I opened my legs more to give him access and felt the delightful sensation of his fingers sliding up and down my pussy slit. He found my clit and I was gasping for breath.
Then Otto stiffened and I saw a stream of white cum shoot out of him into a tissue he was holding. Once he was finished he continued stroking my clit until I came with a shutter.
We both wiped up with the tissues, I moved back to my seat after drying it off and we both got dressed.
The train pulled into my destination station shortly after that and I found my brother waiting for me on the platform. He asked if I had a pleasant journey and I assured him I did.