Talk to Penny

“Penny!" you say, loudly enough that she'll hear if it is her, but quietly enough that you can play it off if it's not.

She starts and looks in your direction, brow furrowing as she tries to figure out why you know her name. You remind her about last night, pulling the smudged napkin that has her name and what used to be her number from your wallet. Her eyes light up in recognition.

You two chat for a while and you ascertain that she is getting off at the same stop to run errands near your doctor's office. This is your lucky day! You get to chat with her all the way to your stop! It is hard to focus as her large tits bounce every time the train runs over some bumpy track. It even looks, when you can snag a glance, like her nipples are getting hard from rubbing the fabric of her shirt. You can feel your erection start to slip from it's sheath and it becomes difficult to keep track of the conversation with all of the fantasizing you're doing. Maybe it's best to keep the talk small so you don't have to use too much brain power to follow along.