Real Stories - May 2005

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Interestingly, Anna loved watching me masturbate, and the more public the setting the better.

On one occasion, we were returning from a Friday evening dinner in town via mass transit. This was by mutual choice, as it was most convenient, and as we both enjoyed imbibing, driving was ill-advised. It was the late evening, and we were two of only three passengers in the last car of our subway train - the other was a lone inebriant, passed out at the far end of the car. The doors closed at an outlying station, and as we were to cross a river, a lengthy distance was to be traversed, and we had several minutes to travel before reaching the next station. Anna knew this and chose to enjoy this moment of semipublic privacy. We sat adjacent a doorway windscreen that blocked any view of my body (besides feet and head) from the adjacent car.

"Jerk off" she quipped.

I gazed back in dumbfounded silence.