The "first class" coaches are always the first that you arrive at when you catch the train from Kings Cross so I climbed aboard and took a table seat opposite to a young businessmen in a black suit. In just a few minutes the waiter had served coffee and we were both absorbed in work on our laptops.

I was putting the finishing touches to some navigation buttons for my new site and just after the train passed the Alexander Palace I happened to look up and noticed that the young man opposite me was 'discreetly' looking at my bust out of the corner of his eye no doubt hoping that I would not notice him. Well I did notice him, as it was an early train there was not many people around us so I decided to have a little "teasing" fun with him.

First I slowly let my left hand move slowly up to the top of the front of my blouse as I carried on working on my laptop then I slowly started to run my finger up and down the gap in the front of my blouse between the top button and the second button down as if I were carefully removing a piece of dust or something and then as I continued to study the laptop screen I slowly released the top button so that the top of my blouse opened a little.

I now carefully slipped my left hand into my blouse and slowly massaged my left shoulder, which had the effect of forcing my cleavage together. Still working intently on my laptop I could just imagine the effect that I was having upon him now!

Next I carried on studying the work on the screen while I used both hands to slowly release the next button down from the top. I carefully arranged the collar making sure that it was straight but as I did this the top of my blouse was pulled open a little allowing a *full* view of the top of my cleavage and through the reflection in the window I could see his eyes

it wide open so that he could see that I was not just wearing a black bra, it was a shiny black rubber bra and as my cleavage sprang into view I smiled at him as he gasped out aloud…

He was now mine and I knew that I could make him do whatever I wanted. Anything at all! The first class seating arrangements are absolutely perfect for slipping off my spike heels and to enjoy giving a long slow "foot-job" under the table. Nice and slowly so that no one could notice as I teased him to the very brink time and time again in rhythm with the sway of my rubber clad breasts pushing out through the front of my carefully arranged blouse…

I am always surprised at just how hot a fully erect and properly excited cock feels between my nylon stocking covered feet and how it twitches and throbs as I slowly go to work slowly on it. How better to amuse myself on a train journey I wonder?