After work a few months ago i caught my usual train home. Due to my late finishing times the train is normally very quiet. Sitting putting my ear buds in i noticed a pretty 30 ish year old girl sitting at a table seat diagonally across from me . The music played in my ears and my head relaxed into the headrest. My eyes closed briefly but due to my stop only 20 minutes away i was aware i couldn't fall asleep. As my eyes opened slightly i could see her stocking clad legs were apart. I couldn't see too much due to her position but her hand was under the table and after a few minutes of me watching through my semi opened eyes i could see her body twitching as she covered her mouth with her other hand pretending to yawn. My cock was solid and remained like this until my train pulled into my station. I got out my seat and held my bag in front of me to hide the bulge. As i got into my car at the station car park i couldn't believe what i had just seen. I was now horny as hell and drove the usual 10 minute journey home in less than 5.

When i got home i raced upstairs, ripped my clothes off and pulled on a black body stocking with sexy black panties. My cock knew what was coming and prepared to stiffen without any effort. As i quickly closed my living room blinds and reclined on my couch i couldn't get the image of that girl from the train out my head. That image was all i needed while i proceeded to rub my cock while massaging my balls with other hand. I knew from how horny i felt so within minutes i could feel my balls tighten and cum oozing from the tip of my cock. As i lay back reclined , i proceeded to lick the cum from the back of my hand. Thats all i remember until i woke up several hours later and went for a shower then bed.

A few days later i was off work for 5 days. I had all these plans to tidy up my garden , decorate the house and fit a new carpet in my bedroom. I decided to start the garden and as i dragged the lawn mower from my shed i heard a voice over the fence asking if i could cut there grass too. As i looked up and laughed my neighbour was standing staring into my garden. Debbie was about 5 foot tall , slim , blond hair . She was a nice person and always friendly to myself and neighbours. If i had to pick her best feature it would have to be her breasts. During summer months she never wore a bra under her t shirt her pert tits always had hard nipples. She caught me a few times looking at them. As I uncoiled the wire i jokingly said i would mow her lawn whenever she wanted. Her face started changing colour as her eye contact with me slowly drifted down to the ground. I stood firm and as i looked at her i could see through the fence slats that she was wearing a very short skirt , white blouse and what looked like tights and heels. I had never seen her like his before but she definitely had my attention. As i walked over to talk to her i could see her nervously fix her hair and stutter as she started talking about the weather. I asked where her husband was and at that point her eyes met mine again.

She proceeded to tell me that he left for London that morning and wouldn't be home for 3 days. I felt my balls twitch as i tried to control my urges. I'm very good friends with Alan (her hubby) and even had some nights out together.

So as we chat i see her relax and notice that she starts feeling more comfortable. She disappears inside and returns with a bottle of white wine that only has about half a glass left in it. As she tips the little that's left into her wine glass she mutters , oh well one bottle down 2 to go. I asked what the special occasion was. Her reply made me break eye contact with her now. She said that the other day she saw me dressed, wanking and then licking my hand. Turns out my blinds weren't properly closed and she could see everything i was upto. Now it's my face that's suddenly changed colour and as she gulped the last of her wine down she said that she had never been wetter in her life watching me that day. Her statement immediately made me hard as i hurried inside to compose myself. After 10 or so minutes i stroll back into the garden and see her hanging a washing up. As she stretches to clip the pegs to the rope her skirt rides high and the top of her hold ups are now visible. I also notice a fresh wine bottle on the garden table already half empty. After her washing is hung up she sits at the table and gulps the contents of her glass. As she glances over the fence watching me cutting the grass i pluck up the courage and invite her over to have a drink. She grabs her glass and bottle and staggers to her back door and within no time my door bell is buzzing. As i open the door i can see she flustered, drunk and very flirty. As we walk to the back door she took my hand and manouvered me to the living room saying it was too warm outside and we should sit inside for a while. As i sat down she sat right next to me. Her leg touching mine. I nervously laughed and mentioned Alan (hubby) , she raised her finger to my lips as if to silence me. She whispered for me to dress for her. I dont know i replied. She told me to hurry..... i did. I ran upstairs and got ready. When i popped my head around living room door she was now drinking straight from the bottle. She told me to come in and as i walked in i heard her moan gently as she ran her hand down her thigh and slowly up again until her fingers stopped at her pussy. Sitting on the couch with her legs wide and her fingers down the front of her knickers i can hear her soaking pussy as her fingers slide in and out .

To be continued........