The art of the handjob

Sometimes it’s the situation and surroundings that make something amazing. Many years ago I was travelling first class on a late train between London and Edinburgh that was supposed to get in at midnight but unplanned engineering works made it later and later. For the first couple of hours I didn’t speak to the lady opposite me, she was around 45, smartly dressed and engrossed in paperwork. As the night wore on the crew were handing out free drinks as compensation and gradually we engaged in conversation and as we started our second bottle of wine seemed to be getting on really well. As it got later the carriage was nearly empty and the buffet staff had run out of drink so stopped coming round
We started talking about “things that make the time go faster” and out of the blue said “I could give you a wank” with that she moved to sit beside me and put her coat over my lap as I sat motionless wondering what the hell was happening.
With great skill she had soon undone my trousers and released a very excited member.
I could tell she had experience and her pace was more than enough to tease and keep me just on the edge, she sensed I was going to come and quickly covered my cock with her mouth taking every drop of cum.
Amazingly she just sat up, had a gulp of red wine moved back to her own seat and carried on talking as normal.
An hour later I had my final glimpse of her getting into a taxi at Edinburgh Waverley station.
If I could award marks it was certainly a very solid 10
 
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