Her face just happened to be at eye level to his groin, as she was sitting and he was standing less than a foot in front of her. As the train was crowded, he was standing closer than what would normally be acceptable and did not have the option of moving away without pushing and pressing through people.
As he casually looked around the train holding onto a side handle for balance, he saw people reading, listening to music, heads buried and watching phones. The woman seated just in front of him was lost in focus, completely lost inside a daydream, seeming to stare directly through him, a slight smile on her lips. The changing nuances on her face made it clear to him that her thoughts were of a sensual nature.
Watching her face started to arouse him. His body was responding. He watched her eyes shift and he with amusement, realized that she was staring at his cock, which instantly brought it completely to life. He watched her eyes widen then narrow with complete focus; the darting pink tongue trace her lips and his mind imagined that it was on his naked flesh instead.
He watched her swallow and it swelled his cock to painful fullness. His eyes left her face and as he glanced quickly around at the people around them, before returning to her beautiful face. All seemed to be unaware of his raging erection and the woman enticing him to imagine the dirty things he wanted to do with her mouth.
He could almost imagine the thoughts behind her veiled eyes as they swept along his shaft. The desire on her face was killing him. He could feel the precum beginning to leak from his slit and knew unless he turned his back on her to make her take her eyes from his prick, it was just going to be a matter of time before the wet spot would spread through the light material of his pants, making it evident to everyone.
Fuck he wanted her. He wanted her badly. His cock ached with it; the painful engorgement uncomfortably straining down the tight inside of his pant leg and he couldn’t even reach down discretely and adjust himself because she wouldn’t take her blue eyes off him. He clenched his jaw in frustration, holding onto the seat with a death grip. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he desperately tried to think of anything else.
He tried to look away from her, staring at his cock, but it was no use. The longer he watched her, the more frustrated he became. The more he just wanted to grab her by the hair and pull her up to kiss him. He imagined pushing her against the side of the train, holding her hands over her head, hiking that little brown skirt she had on up over her hips and slamming himself into her over and over again until he spent himself inside her.
And that’s the moment she chose to look up his body, eyes finally locking with his and she seemed to see all the lust filled images inside his mind, flashing across his eyes. He had never seen her on the Commuter Train before, but knew there was no way he was going to let her go. Not even close.