One Night on a Train... (Ryanmo97 x Angelika0)

Ryanmo97

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Ryan Morris
Age: 35
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Hazel
Body Type: Athletic.

Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. He owned a very successful company that sold consumer electronics to various businesses. That and due to some great investments, he was able to make a lot of money. He had a nice home in the suburbs but instead of taking a car. He preferred riding the subway.

One night, a couple of weeks ago, the train was very crowed as usual. Sometime during the trip a very good looking woman ended up in front of him. She had long red hair, nice B cup breasts and a pretty cute butt. She was wearing a navy blue business suit with slacks.

He didn't know what possessed him but out of the blue he started to touch her. He fondled her breasts over her clothes and reached between her legs and touch her pussy over her slacks. The strange thing was she didn't protest or fight back. She just let him do it. Soon, the train came to a stop and he was surprised that they both got off at the same station but walked away in two different directions.

And so over the next few weeks, it continued. The two of them would end up next each other and he would molest her through her clothes. She never said a word to him and no one around them said anything.

It was Friday night and Ryan was on the train and smiled when they arrived at his "Girlfriend's" Stop and he eagerly awaited her arrival.
 
She waited at the station for the same train that she took every night. She felt her heart race as she heard the approaching train. She had a secret that she hadn't told anyone. Actually, before a few weeks ago, she didn't even know it about herself.

The train came to a halt, and she joined the crowd of people waiting to board. Her hands nervously squeezed her purse handle that was hooked over her shoulder. She could feel the excitement flowing through her as she thought about what she was about to let happen to her. Again.

She entered the train and filed in, finding her normal place, not showing any indication that she knew what the taller, dark haired man standing behind her was going to do to her.

Her stop always filled the train up past capacity. She was squeezed in, luckily near a pole so she could hold on seeing as she was only 5'4 and could barely reach the handles above her head. The crowd around her forced her backwards, and she felt the all too familiar form of the dark haired man behind her press against her body.

She took a deep breath, preparing herself for what was about to come.
 
Ryan smiled when he saw her walk on the train. She was wearing a black suit with a black skirt. When she turned away from him as the train started to fill. Once they were on there way Ryan started. He placed his hands on her waist. His right hand moved up her shirt to her breasts and started to rub her nipples through her clothes. His left hand moved to her skirt. It slowly pulled it up until he could place his hand under it. Then his hand moved to her panties. He smiled and started to touch her pussy over her panties.
 
His hands on her waist made her heart jump in surprise. She knew it was coming, but the thrill of what he was about to do in a train full of people drove her crazy. She prepared herself to keep her emotions in check.

She felt his hand move up to cup her breast. No one around her seemed to notice luckily. She was short, and everyone was either exhausted or had their nose burried in their phones. Still, she looked around at oblivious faces, just to make sure she wasn't found out.

Her nipples hardened quickly as his fingers rubbed them the right way. She had begun wearing thin lacy bras because she loved the way they felt against her skin as he touched her.

She held her breath as she felt his left hand slide along her stomach down between her thighs. His slow, methodical movements were intoxicating and she felt herself get wet in anticipation.

She closed her eyes just briefly at the instant pleasure as his fingers finally touched her. She pressed her ass back against him in response.
 
Ryan just held her close never wanting this to end. Ryan just kept touching her. His hands moved slowly as he rubbed her nipples over her bra and blouse with the palm of his hand. He was sure that she could feel his hard cock pressing against her ass as he touched her.

Just then he could feel the train slow down as it reached their stop. They walked off of the train together. But as they were going to go their separate ways, Ryan took her hand and pulled her in his direction. He hoped that she wouldn't try to run away or make a scene.
 
She grasped the pole in front of her as she pushed herself back again him. His fingers against her panty-covered slit felt amazing and her sensitive nipples sent shockwaves through her body. Feeling his hard cock against her ass just turned her on even more. She knew this was wrong, but it was just so exciting as well as relaxing.

Although this was always a tease. There was never enough time between her stops to ever get her off. The train slowed and she adjusted her clothes, making it appear like nothing had happened. Like always, the left the train at the same time and she turned to walk towards her apartment.

But then she felt a hand grasp hers. She gasped in surprise but then saw who it belonged to. She filed in beside him, walking in his direction, acting like nothing was out of the ordinary even though her heart was beating erratically.

His hand felt strong and powerful in hers and she walked next to him as if they did this every day. She stole a few glances at his face, trying to take in what was happening.
 
They started walking down the street to his house, "It's nice to finally talk with you... I'm glad that you didn't make a scene. My name's Ryan, by the way." They walked for a little while, "So... tell me... Did you have any plans this weekend?"
 
She continued walking beside him, allowing him to lead her where ever. A smile crossed her face as reality started to set in. His voice was extremely soothing, and she couldn't believe she finally got to talk to the man who's hands had been secretly touching her for weeks.

"Yeah, I have no idea why I'm doing this, but to hell with it. Just don't murder me. I have mace." She joked, although that could possibly be an outcome with a stranger like this. However, she seemed to have an insane amount of trust for him. She couldn't really explain it.

"I'm...Liz." She said, making up a name off the top of her head, not wanting him to end up stalking her if things didn't go well. "Nice to officially meet you, Ryan."

She wondered where he was taking her. Surely to a hotel or somewhere where they can be alone. She couldn't tell if he had planned this or just acted on instinct. She was actually kind of thankful he had done something finally.

"Uh, no I don't have any plans." Other than watching Netflix and drinking wine and eating takeout all weekend. she thought, not bothering to tell him that. "Why do you ask?" She was curious now. All weekend? Really?
 
Ryan laughed, "I promise I'm not going to kill you... and it's nice to meet you to, Liz."

When he asked if she had any plans she told him that she didn't. He smiled, "Good... Because I'd like us to spend the weekend together. Tonight. I figured we'd have dinner, talk, get know each other and then we'd have sex... Then tomorrow, we could go shopping and get you some new clothes. I'm sure you don't want to spend the weekend in the suit of yours."
 
She was shocked. He had actually put some thought into this. It excited her to know that he thought about her this way. This rich stranger that knew nothing about her except for the way she reacted to his touch in a crowded subway.

Finally getting a good look at him she realized how handsome he actually was. Which could be dangerous because with his looks, charm, and the way he affected her by just his touch, she would probably do anything for him.

"Yeah, that sounds good to me." She said honestly, excitement building up in her. This was crazy, but it seemed so right. She really liked how he was so straight forward with what he wanted with her. It was extremely sexy, and she held his hand tighter as they continued walking.
 
Ryan smiled as they walked into the suburbs near the train station. "Great... So... Do you have anyone you need to call to let them know where you will be this weekend? I would rather not be charged with kidnapping."

They walked for a little while longer and soon they reached Ryan's house. It looked like any other two story suburban house. Ryan unlocked the door and they went inside, "You can just set your purse there on that table. How about I give you the grand tour?"
 
"Yeah I should probably tell my husband." She joked, and then realized how bad that actually sound. "I'm kidding. I'm single, I promise!" She waved her ringless left hand for proof. "I honestly don't have anyone that cares where I am." She admitted.

She followed him into a quaint little house that looked similar to every single one on that street. It wasn't creepy, and it was in a good neighborhood, so she didn't feel like she needed to worry. She set her purse down where he mentioned and began looking around.

"Yeah sure, that would be nice." She said in response. It would be nice knowing the layout of her weekend getaway. She smiled over at him, suddenly feeling extremely nervous.
 
Ryan took Liz by the hand and showed her his home. The downstairs consisted of the kitchen that had all of the most modern appliances; a dining room; a game room with a Wii, PS3, XBox 360, and a few classic arcade games; a little home theater with a popcorn machine outside, a exercise room, sauna, hot tub, outdoor pool, living room and Ryan's office.

They returned to the foyer and lead her upstairs. They walked pass 4 regular nice sized bedrooms and the upstairs bathroom before they walked into the master bedroom. There was a nice four post King size bed, desk, a fireplace with an armchair in front of it. There was two large walk-in closets one with his clothes, the other was empty. Then he showed her to the master bathroom it was big with a shower stall, large bathtub and two marble sinks. After showing her the master bedroom they headed back downstairs, "What do you think?"
 
She followed him around the house, trying to keep hidden her amazement of how nice this place was. It was the ultimate bachelor pad, with extra room to maybe start a family in. It was a realistic investment for a man like him. He seemed very put together and she was quickly growing more fond of him.

During the tour she made appropriate comments when necessary. When they got to the master bedroom, her breath caught in her throat, as she began to imagine all the things they were going to do in here. She still couldn't believe this was happening.

"This place is wonderful. I could definitely get used to it." She laughed a little, not knowing what else to say. He obviously had a plan, so she was going to let him take charge.
 
Ryan smiled," I'm glad you like it... I figured we could talk while I cooked dinner... I hope you like chicken." He took her hand and they walked to the kitchen.

The kitchen looked very modern. There were oak cabinets all around. There was a large stainless steel refrigerator and a stainless steel double wall oven next to the door that lead to the laundry room and stainless steel dishwasher by the sink. The counter tops were all black marble. The island in the center of the kitchen had a cook top, a griddle and a grill. There was a bar on the other side of the island with a couple of stools. He pulled out one of the stools for her, "Would you like some wine?"
 
"Chicken sounds great!" She said as she followed him into the kitchen, still trying to fully take in everything. She thought this was going to be a normal Friday night, but here she was in a complete stranger's home on a sort-of date.

If you could call someone who you willingly let molest you for weeks a 'stranger' and if you could call a weekend of who-knows-how-crazy sex a 'date'.

Still, she was extremely excited as well as nervous. She sat on the stool offered to her and smiled at the offer of wine.

"Oh, yes please that sounds wonderful." She told him.
 
Ryan smiled and poured them each a glass of wine. And turned the grill on the stove to get hot. He went to the fridge and took out a package of boneless skinless chicken breasts. He started ti season them and he said, "So Liz, tell me about yourself..."
 
She took a sip of wine, after watching to make sure he didn't drug her or anything. She was still a bit cautious. She watched him cook, letting the warmth of the delicious wine flow through her.

"Oh there's not much to tell. I work at a boring job, and I'm single with a cat in a tiny apartment. I have maybe two friends in this city, but they are always busy when I'm not, so I don't get out much."

She took another sip. "But it's weird, cause I feel like I'm the type of person that longs for adventure, and that was the reason I moved to the city. But so far, it's just been boring day after boring day."

She looked at him as he cooked, admiring his stature and the graceful way he moved around in the kitchen. "Well, the commute hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be." She smiled at him, slyly. Obviously alluding to their brief, yet wonderful encounters.
 
Ryan listened to Liz tell her story as he put the chicken on the grill. Then he got some potatoes and started to clean them. When she mentioned the commute he said, "Yeah... about that... I don't know what came over me... When I saw you... I was so attracted to you... Then you came up to me and I just had to touch you and when you didn't stop me well... I just kept going... Thanks for being such a good sport."
 
She blushed a bit, slightly embarrassed for no real reason. "Yeah, I honestly can't explain why I didn't stop you. Any sane woman would stop a random man touching her in a crowded subway. But I had seen you too, I felt the same way. That's why I stood next to you. I think it was the disbelief that you were actually something like that that made me not say anything."

She took another sip of wine, it giving her confidence. "Plus it felt really good. And really dirty at the same time. I guess I have a naughty streak."
 
Ryan sliced up the potatoes and seasoned them. He smiled when she said that she like what he did to her, "Well, I'm glad I was able to bring you some pleasure..." He put them in the oven and took another sip of wine.... "You said you have a naughty streak... Care to put that to the test this weekend?" He checked the chicken and then started to work on a salad.
 
She smiled when he did and thought about his question. She was fairly confident that this weekend was going to open up a new side of her that she had suppressed for so long.

She finished her glass of wine, and noticed she felt really flushed. Was the the wine? The heat from the stove? Or maybe this extremely attractive guy that was moments away from doing who-knows-what with her?

She definitely craved adventure and decided that now was as good a time as any to push her boundaries. As he focused on his food and his back was toward her, she slowly unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her black lacy bra underneath. She stared at the back of his head, planning to lock eyes with him when he turned around.
 
Ryan got the ingredients he needed for the salad out of the fridge and turned back around. He saw that she had unbuttoned her blouse to show him the bra she was wearing underneath. He smiled and said, "I'll take that as a yes..." He started to wash the vegetables and said, "Okay... Here is the deal... I'm in charge this weekend... You have to do everything I say without question... Now, if there is anything you don't want to do all you have to do is say 'No' and you won't have to do it. But I would like you to keep an open mind and I promise I won't do anything that will get you arrested. Are you willing to do that?"
 
She raised an eyebrow at his instructions. Surprisingly, she was extremely ok with everything. And was glad he wouldn't actually force her to do something she really didn't want to do. She was open to most anything, but did have her reservations. However, this was going to be a very interesting weekend.

"Your house, your rules." She said with an agreeing smile. "Good food, wine, and pleasurable company, I dont see a problem here." She reached across the island for the bottle of wine, making sure to display her lace covered breasts. "So, what would you like me to do? I feel like I should help with dinner or something."
 
Ryan smiled when Liz said she would do what ever he said. He handed her the bottle and after she finished pouring herself another glass he poured one for himself. When she asked what he could to he smiled and said, "Well... I've got dinner pretty much taken care of... What I would like for you to do is to slowly strip out of that suit of yours and spend the rest of the evening in just your bra, panties and heels." He smiled and took a sip of his wine and then turned the chicken.
 
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