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It was still raining as I awaited to board the new train on the platform. With half my vacation still left to go, I looked forward to a few more nights aboard the rails. I would be traveling east now, my entire trip would make a triangle around home.The train had been delayed for some reason, I was relieved when I finally heard the call to board over the loudspeaker. I stepped into the open door of the train closest to my carriage and looked for my room. Everything was clean and new as we were about to start our journey.I made my way to the correct sleeper car and found my cabin, stopping to inspect my neighbors. Thank fuck, the old couple was nowhere to be seen. The room was slightly different than my last, but the amenities were the same. I stowed my luggage and waited for an attendant to come to scan my ticket. Maybe it would be Leanne.It wasn’t long before we departed, the rumble of the rain coming back to me. I had great luck finding lonely women thus far on the journey, I figured I would try and find a pretty lady to talk to and charm into bed again.Two hours later, I found myself in the lounge car talking to such a woman. She was close to my age, we were already getting along well. Kara had curly brown hair, and she was dressed in a soft pink dress. Her eyes were green and she only wore enough eyeliner to make them pop. Kara was traveling with her fifteen-year-old son, being recently divorced they were heading east to be back closer to her family.I noticed as Kara begin to signal her interest in me. It wasn’t long before she was playing with her hair and listening intently to stories, her eyes glued to mine. Things were looking good here, just need to subtly hint that I’d like to take her somewhere aboard this train and get nasty.“You’re really great company,” she said to me, smiling.“You know, you are too!” I replied.I didn’t notice an attendant walking up behind me.“Excuse me, sir, your wife asked me to find you,” a woman spoke out. I turned to tell her she had the wrong gentleman.“I don’t have a wife,” I said turning to her, it was Leanne. I was puzzled by the way she put me on the spot.“Is your name Ben?” she asked politely, “Your wife is having an issue in your room.”Kara rolled her eyes, she looked at me like I was a prize asshat. Leanne walked off quickly, the damage was done.“Seriously! I don’t have a wife,” I told Kara, flustered.She looked at me incredulously, “It was nice meeting you, BEN!”“Seriously, I just slept with that woman last night. She must be jealous I’m talking to you,” I pointed to where Leanne had Sex hikayeleri been standing.Kara got up, miffed. I guess that didn’t help my case any. I threw up my hands in defeat.Why would Leanne do that? We were both well aware that our romp last night was a one-night affair. I got up to chase after Leanne, searching the cars beyond the lounge.I found Leanne sweeping up a mess in a business-class car. There were several travelers within, most of them with their phones or tablets in their hands.“Did you seriously just cock block me?” I asked, my voice low to avoid anyone hearing.Leanne snapped her head, locking eyes with me. A wry smile snaked across her lips.“Did it work?” she asked, with a slight snicker.“Yeah, it worked! Made me look like a complete asshole!”“Ohh no, I’m sorry,” her tone was a little bratty.She cracked up, “The look on her face though!”I was smitten, but I refused to show it.“Well, are you going to make it up to me then?”Leanne put her finger to her lips innocently, “Hmm, maybe I would,” she teased, “but I’m working, sorry.”Leanne brushed past me and disappeared into another car. The train was slowing down, getting ready for a stop. I made my way back to the lounge car and found the smoking deck.What was it about her? I just wanted to bend her over the seat right in the middle of the business coach and fuck her brains out. She definitely needed a spanking after cock-blocking me.I’d probably have to wait until people were exchanged during stops to find a new prospect after Leanne’s stunt. I was addicted to the hunt now. Find someone to seduce while barreling down the tracks, it was exhilarating. It was like a miniature city moving across the country, its own little world snaking across the earth.I retired to my room, determined to try again later. Maybe I would see if this train had one of the fancy bars like the last one. I found a nice blue dress shirt and threw it on, sans tie. Digging out my best grey slacks, I made sure there were no wrinkles. I put on my black leather belt and buckled it. Leanne didn’t work in the higher class area, no way she could sabotage me again.I explored the train, there was a great viewing car with a glass dome. I soaked in the view for a few minutes, taking pictures. I made my way through the rear cars finally coming to the ritzy part of the train. There was a man at the door, just like last time. A bald African-American in a sharp uniform.“Ticket, please,” he held out his hand.I found my ticket and presented it.“Sir, this car is for platinum members only, sorry,” he was very professional.What Sikiş hikayeleri the fuck? The last guy just let me in. This guy took his job a little more seriously. A little too serious.“How much is it to upgrade?” I asked, taking out my wallet and thumbing a crisp hundred-dollar bill in my hand.He looked at me, then the money, “You probly gotta do that online, I think it’s about ten grand.”“Ten grand? I just want a drink!” I pleaded.“Sir, a lot of people want to drink in here, they pay for it,” his retort was cold and uncaring.“Two hundred bucks, I go straight to the bar coach!” I dangled the money to entice him.“Sorry,” he said, pointing behind me with his entire hand in a blade.After a great first half of the trip, this day was starting to fucking suck. I headed back to the common folk’s lounge and ordered a stiff drink. I ate my dinner sitting next to two college-age girls, one of them was really cute. My ears perked up as the cute one started bashing her ex-boyfriend.“Sorry, I couldn’t help but overhear,” I butted in, “I can’t believe the nerve!”“I know right!” she went on, including me in their conversation, “Like, how am I supposed to just convert to Catholicism because he wants me to be this perfect…”I didn’t hear Leanne sneak up on me again.“Sir, you requested an attendant to unclog your toilet?” her devilish look struck my soul like a bullwhip.“NO. That definitely was not ME,” I was already embarrassed.“Uh, Ben? Room 888? The request says there’s so much shit, it’s piling up out of the water, stinking up the entire car,” she kept a straight face as I could feel myself turning bright red.The two young girls snickered, turning away from me now. What the hell was going on?“Can I see your ticket?” Leanne asked me. She was standing with her head cocked and her hand on her hip.“You can see this!” I proudly displayed my middle finger. I must have looked like a child.Leanne had a look of glee on her face, I saw a mother across from us divert her child’s attention away from the spectacle I had produced.The two coeds became quiet as they could feel the tension. Leanne brushed her ponytail with her hand, then walked off. Her hips were moving in an alluring swagger. She was wearing the same uniform, but instead of a skirt, she wore blue dress pants. She also wore a vest with a name tag over a white blouse, and a little scarf around her neck. Honestly, I’m sure my eyes weren’t the only ones on her enticing ass.I got up, trounced by her humiliating accusations. There was a bottle of tequila in my cabin, and I intended Erotik hikaye to get fucking wasted.The train had stopped again, pausing to exchange passengers. I was in my room with a little plastic cup, drowning the day’s failures away. It was getting late, the sun was setting, and I had not found anyone to replace Heather yet.That’s it. I still missed Heather. Sasha was a great one-off, and Leanne too. For whatever reason Leanne was becoming a little too memorable, even though it was tightening my jaw. I played with fire, and it came back to haunt me today. I liked Leanne, but she seemed to want to burn down every card castle I started to erect.The train was in motion after the stop when my pity party was interrupted by a knock. Leanne was at the door with a cleaning cart.“Hmm, let’s take a look at that clog now,” she said, stepping into my cabin.“There’s no fucking clog!” I said, irritated, but also glad to see her again.“No shit,” she cooed softly, “I just want you to myself, can’t have any competition.“Why didn’t you just say that this morning?” I asked.“News flash, sometimes women don’t know what they want!” her tone was poisonous.“Well, you didn’t have to embarrass me like that!” I scolded her.Her face had a shit-eating grin, “Well that’s no fun!”I gripped her waist, kissing her hard. She was going to get punished. Her sweet mouth was exquisite, and she fervently returned the kiss, playfully teasing my tongue.“I’m still working for another hour,” she gasped, breaking the kiss. She rubbed my swelling dick through my slacks.“Come back when you can,” I said, kissing her again.“I have to be cautious, sleeping with a passenger is grounds for immediate termination,” she warned.“Don’t be fucking dumb then!” I said, she left the room.I threw the tequila bottle back in the mini-fridge and waited. I folded the bench seat out into a bed, locking it into position. I turned off every light but one in order to watch the spectacular view of the mountains which hid the setting sun. Orange, yellow, and purple clouds streaked across the sky as we crawled through mountain passes.As promised, Leanne showed up after the sun had gone down. She was wearing black leggings and a white t-shirt, carrying a blanket and pillow.“Are you good?” I asked, shutting the door behind her.“Yeah, the dorm cars suck, the least maintained onboard. It’s not uncommon for crew members to find an empty seat in coach if they’re off at night,” she explained.“I have an empty seat,” I grinned.“And a clogged shitter?” she asked, jokingly.I gripped her arms, “You made me look like a clown twice today…”“Oh, I know, I was a little bitch!” she said with smug satisfaction.I turned her around, smacking her sharply on her ass cheek. Her body jolted at the slap.“Oh, I deserved that,” she whimpered.
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