first of many

She looks Korean but speaks Cantonese. Slender and tall at about 170 cms, she is always well dressed in business blouses and skirts. I had seen her a few times on the platform in the morning and sometimes in the evening on the way home. But yesterday was the first time that I had been able to stand next to her.

At first I was very hesitant because of her demeanor, but the jostling of the crowd at Wynyard station resulted in me being positioned perfectly behind her.

Very cautiously, I let my forefinger brush against her bottom in time with the swaying of the train as it crossed the Harbour Bridge. She shifted slightly away from me when I found her panty line with two fingers but she settled back into me as the train slowed into the station.

I continued to allow just the back of my hand to press ever so gently against her bottom until we neared our mutual destination. As the train slowed I turned my hand around and firmly squeezed her tight left cheek letting my fingers busily find her ass crease and then sweep back to her outer thigh.

She looked over her shoulder to find the culprit but the train was too crowded for her to be sure who it was.

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