As Elizabeth brushed her hair and looked in the mirror, she analyzed her looks. Her face was pretty, a little fuller than it could be. Dark brown eyes dominated her look with long thick lashes. Full lips balanced out the bottom of her face.

In the corner of her mouth she had a small beauty mark that added a little character to the mix.

She loved her nose. It was not a dominant feature but it was her favorite.

Some would say it was cute, others would say it was just not offensive but she loved it. Her hair was a deep brown thanks to her hairdresser but it looked natural. She was a married woman in her late thirties but looked a bit younger. She took a couple steps back from the mirror to look at her torso. She was a short woman, not much more than 5'1" or 5'2". The years had added some weight to her and she knew that she should lose some but it was difficult. Her breasts were large, a "C" cup with big firm nipples.

They were finally starting to lose some of there firmness but they were nice. She was curvy although she had small hips.

Her sisters tended to be much wider in the hips then she was and her soft place was small and tight. Slowly she got ready. Chanel 5 dabbed under her breasts and between her legs then a little behind her knees and on her neck.

A black lace bustier slowly slipped on next. Sitting on the chair across from the mirror she slowly slipped one sheer black stocking with a wide lace top and fastened it.

The reflection in the mirror displayed her bare skin between her legs.

Slowly she placed the second on her other leg. Opening her legs a bit more, she looked at her image. Her skin showed white against the black lace. Her sex was white with a prominent pink strip down the middle. She had the pubic hair waxed so she was completely hairless and smooth. The sight excited her and she moved her hand between her legs.

Watching the movements in the mirror, she opened and inspected the moist folds of her womanhood. The pink skin glistened under her touch. She looked up and saw the time on the clock and realized that she did not have time for this. The black silk blouse and suit was next. High black heels finished her look. Grabbing her purse and briefcase she ran for the car. The train would be on time even if she weren't.

Ridding the train into the city was exciting for Elizabeth. She spend the majority of the time looking at and thinking about the men in their suits on their way to work each day. It did not matter their age or size, all the men looked appealing in their own way in the morning sun encased in the uniform of the businessman.

The spot she stood on the platform in the mornings was chosen by which men stood where. Beautiful or pretty men did not appeal to her.

It was the middle-aged man who was definitely someone's husband that drew her. It was the unassuming man who was not on the prowl that drew her. As she walked down the platform she surveyed the prey. She found a man who looked up at her as she walked by. Eye contact was definitely made. A small smile and a quick glance sealed it. The train pulled up and she made her way to the door. He stepped back and allowed her to enter before him. His eyes went to her soft place. She checked the interior of the car for the perfect seat.

There was a nice looking man in a dark blue business suit sitting in a three-seater.

Elizabeth stepped into the seat and took off her jacket.

Her nipples were very hard and pressed against the silk of her blouse. Her seatmate looked up and smiled.

He shifted in the seat.

She looked directly to his crotch. Was he getting aroused? She reached for the shelf and stretched to reach it.

The man from the platform sat behind her and watched her intently. He was smiling and looking directly at her breasts. During the train ride she liked to flirt.

It was a daily thing. She would cross and uncross her legs so that her skirt would ride up a bit. The tops of her stockings would slowly peek out from under the fabric.

She would play with her necklace and trail her fingers along the base of her neck. Anything to tease. In the evening she would slowly eat a banana almost sucking on it. They seemed to love that one. Walking off the train she would make sure that she had a little wiggle and that she was close enough to these men that they would watch her. This always got her wet thinking of the eyes on her soft place.

Today she was hungry and she did not have to be in the office till late, if ever. She walked across the train station to the doors of the Grand Hyatt.

She would have breakfast and then make her way to the office. As she pushed the door open, another hand pushed. She looked back and saw the face of the man she sat with in the train. They were close and she could smell his cologne. He was a good-looking man. She felt that tingle. The tingle she felt when she thought of men and sex. Turning around she moved through the door and into the lobby.

Elizabeth moved onto the escalator that led to the lobby. She felt her "travel companion" right up next to her.

Turning slowly to her side she glanced at him and stepped off. His arm went around her back turning her towards the elevators as he said "Please just come with me for a minute." Never a follower, she would normally used the wits she was given not to follow this strangerbut today she was very horny and susceptible to a strong man. The elevator opened and they moved in. The door closed and they stood side by side saying nothing. His hand slipped to her soft place and rubbed it. His hand tugged at her skirt and moved it up.

His hand was hot on her bare soft place and she sighed.

The door opened and he moved his hand back to the small of her back. Not saying a word, he moved her down the hall and to a door marked "stairs" and led them through it. Quickly he had her against the wall, his mouth on hers and his hands undoing her blouse and pulling it open. He pulled her breasts out and starting to suck on the nipples. Still she said nothing. She felt the warm wetness start to move through her softness. His right hand went to her skirt and pulled it up in the front.

The palm of his hand flattened against her mound and the tips of his fingers curled into the cleft of her softness. The fingertips wiggled until he found her personal place. He sucked her nipple harder. He undid his pants and pulled out his length. The tip was already wet and it rubbed against her thigh as he stroked it. She felt him push her to her knees as he let go of her nipple and before she knew it his hard length was in her face. It was thick and hard and so long! He was huge. He rubbed the head all over her face holding his thingy in one hand and rubbing the lipstick from her lips onto her face with the other. With one swift move he grabbed some hair and pulled her head back and her mouth opened only to be filled by this huge length. "Suck that length baby." Sucking was something she loved and his tasted sweet and warm. He moved his hands to the back of her head and played her mouth. Her softness started to swell with the excitement. "Stand." Doing as she was told she felt so naughty and naughty was what she loved.

Her thighs were damp with her excitement and she felt a droplet of the excitement roll down the inside of her thigh to the top of her stockings. He turned her to the wall. Lifting her skirt he pulled her hips towards him and her hands went to the wall to steady herself. He held her hip with one hand and with his other aimed his huge and now teasing erection as he pushed deep into her softness. His hand moved from his length and covered her mouth as he moved deeper into her.

He played her deep and slow. Sometimes pulling a nipple and sometimes holding her hips he picked up the pace of his thrusting. "Your softness is so wet and tight. I knew you were a naughty girl.

You love my length don't you? I knew you needed to be played, played by a real man. Isn't that right baby?" "Oh God yes! Please. Play me.

" He rammed his length into her so hard she moaned and cried out. Deep and hardrough. She closed her eyes and thought of having this huge hard length of a stranger buried in her softness. She tightened her muscles and felt herself start to cum. He grabbed her nipple and whispered in her ear "I have something for you baby".

He pushed deep and started to cum. Streams of cum splashed deep inside her and she felt herself cum again. Cum dripped from her softness and his finger traced her soft edges as he kissed her neck. Tracing her slit he moved his wet finger up to her sensitive place and slowly slipped the tip to the first nipple in. "Tomorrow, I am going to play you here." He said. She just sighed a "yes" and adjusted her clothing as he moved from her. The elevator ride down was quiet as he fished his business card from his wallet. With a soft kiss, full on the mouth he slipped the card into her hand as the doors opened.

He walked to the escalator and she to the ladies roomno time for breakfast now.