It was a regular routine: alarm, 30-minute full body workout, long shower, exfoliating facial scrub, body lotion. To optimize my mornings, my entire closet consists of white underwear, perfectly ironed white oxford shirts, charcoal grey pants, and shiny black shoes. The only thing I allowed myself to take liberties with were socks in funny, optimistic colors.

Getting to the office — 7 minutes of walking to the subway station, 2 minutes of waiting on the platform, and 24 minutes and 30 seconds in a crowded train car.

I’m so used to being trapped by human bodies that I don’t even try to resist the crowd anymore. The moment the train doors open, a wave of people sweeps me inside, and I freeze in a void of my thoughts. 24 minutes and 30 seconds later, the same wave pushes me out of the car into the world of corporate routine.

I have my “secret spot” on the platform. A sliver of tile on the floor tells me the exact position where the door opens. Most of the time I’m the first one to arrive at my secret spot. Today was different. You happened to be there before me.

Slightly annoyed by the interruption of the usual course of events, I checked my wristwatch. 1 minute and 20 seconds until the train’s arrival. A crowd filled the platform. At least this thing is unchanged today.

The deafening noise of the train arriving, the hissing of the doors opening, and a sudden, forceful shove. Impatient pigs! Stunned, I didn’t even have time to react; my body slammed into your back, propelled by inertia. When I hear your bewildered exclamation, I manage to carefully wrap my right arm around you to prevent you from bumping into the opposite door of the carriage.

A split second and we’re both pinned to the door. My arm is still wrapped around you from behind, and the pressure of the crowd makes it difficult for me to change my position. You stand in stillness. The subtle scent of your perfume is enchanting. Perhaps our forced embrace is the best thing that will happen to me today. Twenty-four minutes to go.

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Hi DPP, and thank you for reading. Let’s make good use of those 24 minutes ;) Will it just be an outercourse? Will you try to do something, or will you meekly stand by and let me have it all? I’d rather stay in the dark and try to make things as realistic as possible.

I’m always open to discuss and incorporate your ideas and kinks. But, of course, in this scenario, our focus will be on outercourse or public (secret?) sex.

My hard limits are fluids, feet, gore, toilet play, taboo scenarios, surrealism, and pain. All characters must be of legal age.

Let me know if this prompt caught your eye, and start by describing your character and giving a little backstory. I’m looking for a long-term partner who is able to write 2–4 paragraphs per response. That doesn’t mean we have to adhere to these limitations. I’ll gladly try to match my partner's style and volume.

Open to both chat and PMs, but prefer orange envelopes. By the way, other prompts from the past are open. Hoping to hear from some of you!