Date: 11/5/2018, Categories: Flash Straight Sex, Author: Whitebeard, Source: LushStories
I have a thing about nipple rings. I don’t need deep analysis to know why, I remember that woman like yesterday. I used to travel from Euston to the Elephant and Castle often enough that it became routine. You know what that means, nothing about the journey sticks in your mind, one trip is the same as the next. There’s no anxiety about missing the stop, no worry about being overcrowded and hassled because you know exactly how long you have to put up with the crowd. Because it is all so familiar it is possible to think about other things, read the papers for a meeting, read a novel, whatever. Maybe that’s why I remember her. I was walking down the platform towards the exit, the train had pulled away a half a minute ago. I was carrying my briefcase, full of so many papers that it was heavy and I had a raincoat over my other arm and an umbrella. I was weighed down enough that I was walking slowly, lagging behind to let the crowd clear in front of me; aiming for an easy walk up the stairs and through the barriers without being jostled and dropping something. I was twenty yards from the exit and by now the platform was almost empty. A woman emerged from the exit, running down the last few steps and slowing as she saw the empty platform; the only sign of the train being a rumble in the distance. It was probably that noise that made her run. Disappointment was etched on her face as she stopped, clearly just a little annoyed, feet planted eighteen inches apart, hips thrust slightly ...