When I was sitting hiding it with my hands, she knew I was hardâbut she didnât know I was this big, this thick, the kind that made women rethink everything.
I made sure she saw who she was really talking toâshifting my weight subtle, hips forward a little so the movement made it twitch hard, fabric stretching more, outline jumping like it had a mind of its own.
She stared longerâshock hitting first, eyes widening, then amusement curving her lips, heat building fast in her gaze, cheeks flushing faint under the professional mask.
That was my plan exact: flip the power slow, remind her what a real man looked likeâthick, ready, dominant. I wasnât letting this woman dominate me over some trivial ticket matter, make me beg or run.
Brittany and Gloria looked at meâeyes wide huge, faces that mix of "what the fuck are you doing?" and real worry sheâd get mad, call security, ruin everything.
But she didnât.
She just kept staringâtongue wetting her lower lip quick, thighs pressing together tight under the navy pants, nipples hardening more through her white shirt, poking obvious now.
I moved closer to herâslow, deliberate, looking straight in her eyes, my dick inches from touching her body through the shorts, bulge throbbing hard.
"Maâam... we could let this matter slide, what do you think?" I said low, voice teasing, stepping even closer so she could feel the heat.
She looked up at meâeyes flicking down again, unable to look away from my bulge for long. "Umm... yeah... I think we could let this go," she said, voice softer now, not that confident anymore. I could see itâher professional mask cracking, breath quicker.
But I wasnât letting this slide easy. I wanted her bodyâmy dick wanted it bad. The way her thick body lookedâwide hips straining the pants, thick thighs rubbing, massive tits heaving with every breathâdamn, I wanted to grab her, squeeze every curve, make her forget everything.
"What do you suggest we should do?" I asked, teasing more, moving closer until my bulge almost brushed her thigh. "I feel bad we couldnât show tickets..."
"Yeah... I could just fine you maybe a little," she said, confused what to feel with my dick this closeâeyes dropping again, voice shaky. I knew she wanted to touch itâhand twitching subtle at her side.
Brittany and Gloria watchedâeyes locked on us, confused but enjoying the view, getting turned on themselves again, thighs pressing together, biting lips.
"Yeah, sure," I said cool. "I could pay a fine for this... indecent behavior."
"Youâll have to come with me to pay the fine," she said finally, getting courage back, eyes dark nowâneeds winning over duty.
"Youâll have to come with me to pay the fine," she said finally, courage building back, eyes dark nowâneeds winning over duty, professional mask slipping as she glanced at my bulge one more time.
"Yeah, sure... Iâll come with you," I said slow, letting the words hang heavy, telling her fully well what I meantâmy dick throbbing obvious, promising more than just tickets.
She turned to lead the wayâand my god, smash.
Her ass was thicker than Tiffanyâsâwide, heavy cheeks jiggling with every step in those tight navy pants, fabric stretching shiny over the curves, hips swaying hypnotic like they were built to be grabbed and ruined.
I wanted to slap it filthy right thereâmake it red, shove my dick deep in her asshole in this train, not letting her do her duty, make her forget her uniform and clipboard.
While going out the door, she kept glancing back at my dickâquick looks, trying to hide it but failing, knowing fully what she was walking into, thighs rubbing together subtle.
I turned to Brittany and Gloria sitting together on the bedâthick thighs pressed close, looking at us with wide eyes, turned on but a little worried.
"Iâll meet you in the morning now, girls," I said calm. "Iâll go to my room after paying the fine."
The lady conductor called back from the corridorâ"Yeah, now you girls should go to sleep. Donât let me see your lights on."
"Yes, maâam," they both said quick, cute and obedient, starting to prepare the bedâpulling sheets straight, cleaning the mess subtle, giggling nervous once the door clicked.
I wasnât going to sleepânot yet anyway. I had to devour this thick ass Iâd just dominated, make her scream quiet in some corner of the train.
"Lead the way, maâam," I said low, coz I wanted to stare at her thick ass the whole walk, let my hard dick know what it was getting tonightâit thrived for big MILF asses like this.
She led me forwardâtrain swaying gentle, closing Brittany and Gloriaâs door behind us.
"You all going on a trip?" she asked casual, trying to keep professional, glancing back again.
"Yeah, itâs a trip for the residents where I live," I said, eyes on her ass as she walked in front of meâcheeks bouncing soft with every step, pants hugging so tight I could see the panty line. "My first time."
There were some people in other carsâbusy in their lives, some guy wandering hallway looking for toilet, some eating in the common areaâbut my focus was just her ass, wide and juicy, leading me deeper into the train.
Soon we passed the toilet where I met Lan and Brittany earlier.
Then in a quiet hallway, a door openedâand out stepped Lan, the thick Vietnamese wife, the one whoâd seen my half-hard bulge earlier.
She saw us comingâme behind the conductorâand her eyes dropped instant to my shorts. The bulge was even bigger nowâfully hard, straining long and thick.
I didnât realizeâor maybe I just didnât careâbut it looked really weird, I think: a sexy conductor walking in front of me, uniform tight and professional, and behind her a guy in just shorts with his dick fully erect, bulging obvious like it was trying to escape.
Lan was standing in her doorwayânightdress loose but hugging her thick curves, hair down now, looking sleepy but wide awake when she saw us.
She kept looking at my bulgeânot able to believe what she was seeing. Of course notâwhen in the world would she see a dick this big, this hard? Not from her husband anyway.
"Hey, Lanâyou canât sleep?" I asked casual when we got closer to her door, slowing a little.