We were pressed into the subway on the stretch between Taganka and China Town. I was driving to work. In my right hand, I had a case, and my left hand protected the solar plexus as usual. You, like all my women were forty years old (28-55) ... -))). It was hot and you were in a light dress, not plush. You had some kind of flat bag that you held with both hands, dropping it in front of you. Clenched fists defended the pubis, and the bag - knees. We both looked like footballers lined up in front of a free-kick, but for some reason we turned to face each other. Whistle! Rather, the sound of closing doors. The train has gone!

The game has begun. The first thing I felt was the smell of sweat. Not the disgusting herring smell of uncleanness, but the exciting smell of female armpits, for which I am ready to run, having lost my head, like a crazy red deer. What are there Chanel and Roshi! Well, make me sick of them! There is nothing better than this natural pheromone. The Crimea floats in my memory ... I am lying on my back under the still cool and gentle morning sun, I feel your warm thigh on my thigh, my hand holds your hand, turning and caressing my fingers, and this dear, maddening smell ...

The car pulled, I looked up. It seems not to be a shuttle, - why hasn't she washed herself, I thought? Thoughts of lovers, orgies, and an urgent escape to work were buried in my head ... This disgusting male lust came up when, snapping, they run after one and, squealing impatiently, waiting for the next favorite to finish. I drove away from me this feeling, but the member is already a little tense. I looked up again. The view is fresh, probably from the cottage, - I reassured myself. From the slight trembling of your fists, which involuntarily rested against me just in the region of the fig leaf, I realized that you noticed ... I was embarrassed by the feeling of awkwardness, you felt it, unclasped your hands and pulled them out with the bag. So what? Oh, this is an innocent female coquetry!

I began to feel you almost all. Your chest lay on my hand, and then everything merged into a delightful touch down to the knees.

The train twitched and rumbled at the junctions ...

What was left to do? I hardly vyprostal left hand and felt a sigh of relief, a wave swept, starting from the chest to the lower abdomen. "Full Contact!"

- You don’t have such breasts in Odessa, even on Privoz, not to mention the beaches and the Opera House! I said this to myself with a characteristic accent, talking to my mental opponent.

We looked in different directions, feeling awkward in front of each other and afraid to attract the attention of others. I looked up slightly again. You, with a blank look, looked away. A gorgeous neck, a thin gold chain with a cross, a normal summer cut-out of a light dress, a beautiful, slightly fading skin, perfect hollow between the breasts, ending at the top with such a small fork like the letter Y, an unobtrusive perfume ... disappeared. Did you turn it off? Is he no longer needed? The mousetrap slammed shut! Or did the new Rexon formula work? And finally the chest itself, not very big, but such “as it should.” Sufficient, as Maupassant used to say, to fill in one the two hands of a decent gentleman. And all this to me ?! It was impossible to look at. My head was spinning, the fig leaf would have been out of place ...

The train was racing too fast ...

I felt every crinkle of your body, pressed against me and, behold, some kind of trembling or trembling seized you. What could I do in this cram? I pulled my belly a little, but you pressed me even harder. I moved my foot and felt both of your legs with my knee. Shivering gradually subsided and I felt the grateful warmth in the lower abdomen ... I felt your eyes on me and turned my head. Our eyes met for a moment. I do not know, that my physiognomy expressed there, but you looked at me seriously and, at the same time, affectionately.I averted my eyes and suddenly, at the next train push, your cheeky round knee penetrated between my legs and remained there, swaying in time with the movement. I was stunned! I wanted to throw this stupid case, fingering your ass with both hands, digging a hot kiss into your lips ... The sweet fog stirred my mind, I didn’t understand where I was and what happened to me, I “swam”. Things took a bad turn, it could end for me embarrassing. I was twitching like a rabbit trapped, but it was not there! It was as if you enveloped me with my whole body and from all sides, imperceptibly moving my hips, turning over with my legs and touching where I could from where my hands were taken. Electric currents, which flowed into me, filled with inexpressible bliss, wandered through your body. I felt that you were drinking some energy out of me. I wanted it to last forever. But, alas, it is impossible!

Now it seemed to me that the train was dragging too slowly and I could not take it anymore. I looked at you again. I think it was a rabbit look at a boa. You smiled and, it seemed to me, something clicked inside you! It seems nothing has changed. We also stood, tightly pressed to each other, only the position changed a little, the heart rhythm slowed down, the heat and electricity disappeared ...

“Well, you, Chubais, give it,” I thought, sighed with relief and felt the restrained laugh at the trembling of your stomach. Has passed ...

The train slowed down and began to slow down. The instant spark again has slipped between us. I realized that I had “retired” and was ready to plunge into bliss again.

"China Town" - the platform on the right. You began to make your way to the exit. I looked up imploringly in your eyes and for a second drowned in them. This is sometimes possible, but not all. It is necessary to imagine that you dive. And there either in the water, or past, or in the concrete floor. Most often, however, in a haystack or in empty cardboard boxes ... But it does not hurt! But when, indeed, you drown, - an almost orgasmic state!

You turned your back on me. I devoured all your eyes! It is impossible to describe, you need to take and run! Not yet taken away. Ass perfect shape in the form of an inverted heart, slightly "otklyachennaya" back. By escaping me you playfully nestled against her to me. I was again in a hot wave. Consciousness clouded again. That's how they catch us! You do not think that I am an erotoman or a sexual maniac. This happens very rarely. These women come across sometimes. I ordered myself to concentrate, managed to pull a business card out of my breast pocket and quietly drop it into your bag.

Everything. We were separated! What can I hope for? Or maybe tomorrow, in the same place ...? Or a phone? Or E-mail? Oh well! Dreaming is not bad - you say. And you will be, as always, right.

I looked around in fright. No one noticed anything. Someone went out, someone entered. It became a little freer.

"Be careful, the doors are closing. Next station Kuznetsky Most "- said" iron aunt-Ledya "

And you say, a taxi ... There, it, and blowjob can shlopotat! And what is it? - Leave me alone, then tell you! I am now just on the subway and I travel, the main thing is inexpensive, and such, you know, Mammice come across ... where's the Moulin Rouge where theirs is!