The other week I was visiting London. It was chilly most days but one afternoon it finally was warm enough to not wear my jacket riding the Underground back to my place. I was excited to finally just wear my nice black top that nicely showed off my DDs.

It was rush hour, so I was standing next to a pole to hold on to. People kept coming on, then off. I was counting down the stops left until a woman got on and came towards me. It wasn't as crowded, there were seats open but she chose to come to the pole next to me.

She was probably mid 30s, slightly blonde and slightly brunette. Medium built, soft, darker complexion. Beautiful lush lips. Great smile. Dressed in all beige with a soft blue scarf.

As she went to grab onto the pole, her hand gently slide across my breast. She quickly blushed and apologized - said how it can be tricky to grab on because it's so crowed. But it wasn't that crowded.

I said it was fine but couldn't stop staring at her. Please touch me again. I wanted her to not just touch, but fully cup my breast. Both of them.

Please. Squeeze them. Nibble them. Bite them.

I started to get wet just imagining it.

My mind went wild. What I'd do to undress her and she undress me as the cart is moving. Forgetting people are around us. Letting me finger her as we stand near the pole together.

We didn't talk the rest of the ride, but we would at times catch each other looking at one another and we'd slightly smile

When it was her stop, she got off, looked back at me and wink.

Leaving my pussy wet and throbbing.