She stays on the train

Hana knows the grains pass through every 5 minutes at this time of day and is sure she can make it back in time for work. She isn’t ready to stop yet.

They continue grinding slowly against each other until the train slows down for her stop. Last chance. A new current of people enter the train, but she doesn’t move. The doors shut and she knows it’s final now. Her heart races with excitement at all the risks, and she relishes the feeling.

They start getting daring again, cautiously thrusting their bodies against each other, and pushing their limits with each one. Hana suddenly locks eyes with a different man standing directly infront of her. He was new, wasnt he? He must have just hopped on. He had the same suit and tie look as the stranger inside her, but was a little older. This man had stubble too, whereas the first stranger was clean shaven.

Their gazes lingered on each other for a little too long, and Hana realised he was watching. She stopped moving, but the man behind her kept going. She couldn’t say anything without drawing attention so she let him slowly thrust in and out, in and out as the man kept watching. He was smiling now, towering over her like he had trapped her. Hana looked down to see an erection poking through his own pants, and she felt her heart leap into her throat. Suddenly the first stranger thrust hard and she let out a soft moan, which made the second stranger chuckle, as though it were for him.