Erika

Erika

Erika had just completed a presentation to a prospective client. If the large packaged goods company liked the pitch, it would mean a $30,000,000 contract for the advertising agency Erika worked for.

She had spent weeks refining her presentation, checking facts, redesigning posters boards, and recording herself time and again to make certain her tone was professional yet conciliatory. She had also chosen her attire carefully. She was a beautiful woman with a knockout body and fuck hashtag#me2, she would use the sensuousness of her body to captivate the prospective client. She was 5'10" with jet black shoulder length hair with she parted on the left side of her head and swept it across her forehead down past her right eye. She had cerulean blue eyes and full lips and sparkling white teeth.

For the presentation she wore a deep V white blouse, a blue skirt with a center slit which stopped 4" above her knee and a buttonless vest. She had on open toe black high heels with a red toe nail polish that matched her lipstick. She had on a sheer white bra and sheer panties and thigh high nude stockings.

She exposed cleavage bending to point out numbers on a poster board and exposed the tops of her thigh highs when she inadvertently dropped her laser pointer and semi squatted to pick it up. Occasionally, her vest moved to the side and showed her breasts through the white blouse.

She had a masters degree from Northwestern and knew the company's product inside and out so she parried any objection the company managers threw out to her. The marketing approach she recommended was backed by solid research and the creative advertising concept was spot on. The company loved it.

In the post pitch meeting, she received kudos from the agency's top executive who gave her a hug which lasted longer than necessary. She was the whole package. But right now she was ready to kick back and take the South Shore train from Union Station to Michigan City Indiana and meet up with her boyfriend who had a cabin along the shore of Lake Michigan. The agency top executive gave her a ride to Union station and she carried her laptop and a very small overnight bag up the steps and checked the time table and track for her train. She called her boyfriend and told him when to pick her up at the station in Michigan City.

Then she found a seat at a station bar and slammed down two double vodka on ice. She felt only a slight numbing after finishing the second drink so she ordered a third double vodka on ice. She paid for it with her agency credit card. Then she headed out to her designated track and walked to the third car and climbed in. This was the car that had private rooms which you could rent by number of travelers. One traveler ticket gave you the entire suite, but that was a very expensive option. She paid for a two traveler suite so she would share it with one other person. The suite had four very comfortable chairs, like a first class airplane chairs. Two on the window side on two on the door side. Erica was first in the suite and decided on the window side.There was a seat opposite her, but when you paid for a two traveler suite, the protocol was the other traveler would sit in the seat diagonal to you.

Once she was settled into her seat, she finally could unwind. She had worked very hard for the past weeks and now that the presentation was over, she suddenly felt exhausted. And the drinks were kicking in. She extended the chair fully, took off her heels and laid back with her feet out. She had just nodded off when her fellow traveler entered the suite. She opened her eyes. He was about 45 years old, black hair, well groomed and handsome. She nodded at him and closed her eyes again. He had seated himself in the seat diagonal to her. There was a ruffling of clothing and baggage but she fell hard asleep in minutes.

She began dreaming about her boyfriend and the last time they were together which was a month ago. Since then the only thing on her mind had been the presentation. Now in her dream she was lusting for him. They had been in a room in a hotel that looked over all of Chicago on the 50^th floor with glass windows on all walls. They showered together in the Kohler rain forest shower. There were jets coming from everywhere. Mists from different areas of the ceiling. Blasts of heat from different wall areas. Steady rain from all over. They emerged from this experience clean and limp after washing themselves and each other. Erika wanted to tend to her hair and told her boyfriend to go to the round bed in the center of the room. She brushed her hair to straighten tangles and then emerged from the bathroom naked. Her boyfriend had used a remote to close the curtains covering all windows. She found the remote and opened all the shades in the room..

The gleaming lights of the city and lights of all the apartment buildings around sparkled in the night. She circled the bed, knowing some if not many telescopes were on her as she rounded the bed. Her boyfriend was lying on his back on the bed and she crawled up to his naked body on the huge bed. She got up on her knees stuck her ass up and began licking and sucking his cock. She stopped and slowly turned her face a 180 to show those on the South side of the city her beautiful face and upturned ass and pussy. The blood was rushing through her veins.

A few minutes later, she maneuvered around so they could do 69. But she paused a bit to raise her ass up and display her butt and pussy to the residents of the North side of the area. She felt totally naughty and loved the thrill it gave her. Fuck tomorrow. She didn't care if someone was recording it and would splash it across the internet. Maybe it would drive more clients to her and the agency. She wiggled her ass when her boyfriend began licking her. She hoped someone could see his tongue lapping her hot slit.

Deep in sleep, Erika didn't realize her hands were washing over her body as she rode the train. Her vest had opened and she had a hand stroking her breasts. Her nipples were hard through her blouse and she pinched and pulled on them. She had slipped down in her seat and her skirt raised up and she had a hand through the slit rubbing her thighs and pussy. In her mind, her boyfriend was lapping her slit and had a finger plunging into her wet hole. She was licking and sucking the head of his hard cock. She was lost in a lustful dream.

The man in the suite with her was watching the erotic performance. He silently rose from his seat and moved over for a closer look. He bent down and his eyes traveled up her legs, past her stockings top to her panties. He could see through the sheer material to the blackness of her bush. As Erika rubbed her pussy, her panties shifted and the man saw her full wet black bush. She was a beautiful woman and the erotic sight sent fire through his veins. He began to feel like a major perv and he started to move away but he couldn't stop looking. His hands moved to his crotch and felt the bulge aching to be free He slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. His eyes continued to travel up and down the woman's body. She was moaning quietly and her hips were slowly rising and falling as her hand stroked her pussy.

Pre-cum streamed steadily from the man's cock. He was looking at the most beautiful woman he had ever been close to and he couldn't stop looking. He rubbed his pre-cum over the head of his cock. He focused on his cock head and rubbed it between his thumb and index finger. He took out his handkerchief with his other hand and held it near the head of his cock. He was going to grab the head of his cock with the handkerchief when he started to cum. He began to furiously rub the cock head. He felt the familiar aching in his loins become more intense. His cock was inches from the dark top of her thigh thighs. He took a deep breath. He was getting the handkerchief ready when he suddenly erupted and shot a long rope of cum. "Oh, God", he thought to himself as he jammed the handkerchief onto the end of his cock. He was trembling and his knees were weak. He continued to cum into the handkerchief. "Ah Jeez", he thought when he saw the cum on the woman's leg. It had landed just above her thigh high stocking and continued down the stocking about 12 inches. She did not stir. He quickly put his cock away and quietly took his seat. He unzipped a small pocket of his carry on and tucked in the wet handkerchief. He closed his eyes and tried to calm down. "What if she had awakened? Why did I risk her seeing me standing above her with my cock out? She would have screamed if she woke up. I could have been arrested!" he thought.

The woman continued sleeping and silently masterbating. Her mouth was open and she was moaning periodically. Several minutes later her body jerked and she began breathing quickly. The man could see her stomach moving in and out. She had an orgasm.But she did not open her eyes. She continued to slumber.

Yet another half hour had passed when the conductor announced. "Michigan City next." The woman did not stir. The train slowed and gradually stopped. The man could hear people walking in the aisle outside the suite and questioned whether he should wake her. " Would she find the cum and confronts me." he wondered. Several minutes went by and finally he nudged her, "This is your stop. You need to hurry."

"Oh, thank you," she said. She grabbed her heels and quickly put them on. She grabbed her laptop and small over night bag. She open the door to the suite and rushed to exit the train. She could see her boyfriend standing next to his car in the parking lot. She was groggy but she suddenly felt wetness between her legs. She vaguely remembered her dream. She could feel her juices running out of her panties down her inner thigh. As she stepped off the train, the slit of her skirt opened and she saw what she thought was cum. She now felt it too. "Shit. It is cum. What the...!" She knew her boyfriend would be horny and would probably want to throw her down and fuck her as soon as they reached his cabin. She couldn't let him see her this way. She gave him a peck on the cheek and got in the car. "Hon, I'm so exhausted and I have a killer headache. I just want to take a shower and take a couple of Tylenol. I'm sorry. I just feel like a wreck. My head is splitting." She hoped he didn't catch the almost imperceptible smell of bleach emanating from her under her skirt. Thoughts were tumbling in her head. "Did I really see cum? Was it part of my dream? How would it have happened?"

"I'm sorry you are hurting, hon."

She could tell he was disappointed but he let her do what she wanted. In the shower, she thoroughly soaped and washed herself and washed out the stockings and panties. With the water running over her, she tried to make sense of it all. She kept coming back to the dream and her wet panties and the slight pain in her nipples. "My God. He must have watched me masterbate." She continued to shower and felt the warmth of the water soothed her mood. The pain pills had kicked in and she calmed down. But she kept thinking about the train incident and it made her blood warm. How naughty she was masterbating in front of a stranger. She began to fell her blood turning hot. She wished she could have seen the man's cock. She remembered he was handsome. She wished she could have seen his face when he had his orgasm. "Why only one cum shot when men have multiple bursts." She wondered.

She got out of the shower, dried off and hung up her stockings and panties on a towel bar. She dried her hair and put on a satin white camisole and a white thong. She went over to the couch and pulled a fleece throw over her body. "Hon, can you get me a glass of wine?" Her boyfriend brought two glasses over to the couch and gave her one. They talked for awhile and then he reached under the fleece and touched her leg. " I'm sorry I was such a frump when I got off the train. I know you are really horny, aren't you?"

He laughed and nodded his head. She pushed his hand off her leg and said "Move back to your side of the couch." She threw the fleece to the floor and put her feet up on the couch. He touched a foot and she knocked it off with her other foot. "No you stay there and watch." She rubbed her breasts and her nipples grew hard immediately. "You like my titties don't you babe?" He nodded. She took off the camisole and seductively rubbed her breasts, stroking her thumb back and forth across her nipples. His eyes were locked on her breasts.

"And you like my kitty too, don't you?" She grabbed the sides of her thong and rubbed it up and down over her pussy. He could see tufts of hair exposed along the outside of her pussy. He nodded yes. She could feel the lust in his eyes. She pulled the thong aside and brought a finger up to her mouth. She looked him in the eye while she sucked her finger. Then she slowly rubbed between her folds, feeling her clit hardening. She brought the finger back to her mouth and sucked it again then back to her pussy. "Babe, is your cock hard?" He nodded and he rubbed it through his pants. Her juices were flowing now.. "Stand up off the couch. Take your cock out." She loved his cock. It was not huge but it was perfectly shaped and his balls were the size of a tennis ball. She moved so she was facing him and spread her legs wide. "Stroke your cock, babe." She saw his pre-cum flowing out of his cock.She was fingering her pussy and rubbing her beautiful boobs, alternating from one to the other. She was moaning and her tongue moved seductive across the top of her mouth.

"Are you getting ready to cum, babe?" He nodded with a low growl coming from his lips. " Come closer."

Her hips were bucking now. "Come closer.... Closer!" He was right over her stroking furiously. "Give it to me, babe. Cum on your slutty girl." She spread her legs wide, cupped her boobs and stuck her tongue out wide. He shot cum loads all over her, groaning as he did. He shot on her hairy pussy. On her tummy. On her boobs and nipples, On her chin. On her tongue.

He collapsed on top of her and they cum kissed and hugged. He got Kleenex and cleaned her off. They hugged and kissed more and then her boyfriend got up and started to make dinner. She dressed and joined him in the kitchen with her glass of wine. She told him how wonderful it felt to be with him. How calm she felt now that the presentation was over. She approached him at the stove while he was stirring pasta in water. She hugged him from behind and kissed his neck. While they were eating the dinner of buttery pasta and wine, she decided no time was better. "Babe, you'll never believe what happened on the train today."