The warm weather inspires the erotic senses.
When the weather warms up, so do my erotic senses. Yesterday I was travelling home on the Tube from a day out in central London. As usual the train was busy. Standing room only. It was warm, sticky and humid. I saw her almost as soon as I got on, and made sure I stood in the best vantage point to take in all the beautiful sights she offered me. About 5'4, fair skinned, with long black hair in ringlets. Pretty as a peach, in her early 20s at a guess. But it was what she was wearing that made me praise the Lord for summer's arrival. A thin white cotton skirt, split to upper thigh. Above that she wore a loose, halter neck top in pink, and clearly nothing underneath it. No bra or camisole straps, just a bare back with the beginnings of an early season tan. The train rolled and bounced along, occasionally jolting from side to side as it crossed points, and with every jolt, her skirt moved just enough to show more thigh and her halter neck moved enough to show a pleasing cleavage. The doors opened at the next stop. More people got off as we went further down the line and I found a seat giving me a better view. As the doors opened, a welcome breeze entered the carriage and the Lord blessed me again. The skirt blew open enough for me to confirm pink panties from my lower viewpoint. The sudden coolness of the air also revealed two perky peaks on the upswell of her breasts. She was totally preoccupied with her phone throughout the journey so never once looked up to see me watching. After 20 minutes she got off at the stop before mine, leaving me with extremely pleasant erotic fantasies and a seriously hard cock. I managed to maintain those thoughts, and the erection until I got home and as my wife was also out, I managed to stroke myself to a wonderful orgasm thinking of all the possibilities of playing with her.
I am so looking forward to the next few months. A big thank you to all you sexy ladies who dress, not only for your own comfort, but for the enjoyment of us gentlemen who love to fantasise about what lies underneath....
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