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Sex On A Train


By


Susan Hart


Copyright 2014 Susan Hart


Smashwords Edition




Black haired Mirabell noticed that her 3:17 train home took on the smooth, tapered shape of a large purple vibrator. Even the sunlight gliding under the train's underbelly resembled a woman's sexual lubricants dripping, clinging, and silkily sliding, the path through successive ring-tunnels before it arrived home.

She knew her habitual time to masturbate coincided with the minutes before the train’s arrival. She smiled to herself, as laughing on the sparsely crowded train platform seemed out of place. Most people relaxed at home on a Sunday afternoon.

Most people probably engaged in conjugal erotic rights long before she got off work for FemSex Products. Her female boss, Holene, had to leave early on an emergency and asked Mirabell to take over as Vice President of Marketing for the remainder of the day.

FemSex Products or FSP, made vibrators, dildos, Benwa balls for women. The train looked amazingly similar to their latest buzz toy; an eight inch purple vibrator with a purple head and two lighter purple strips down the sides to the back.

At the base, a white control enabled you to turn the vibrator down from super high, to high, to medium to low. There had been some controversy in making the first speed super high, but her boss, Holene, argued girls liked sex and were more likely to want the strongest orgasms possible right away; especially lonely and frustrated women and girls.

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