Tease me, please me

She still remembers the first time she saw him. The very delayed 10.06 train to Manchester. Delayed because of a “technical fault”. Apparently.

She stood on the platform, impatiently waiting to see if she could *finally* go home to see her mother for the first time in months. She’d been so busy with work and was having a lot of issues with her boyfriend, she barely had time to arrange some downtime and seeing her family.

Looking up from her phone for the umpteenth time, that’s when she saw him. Walking down the platform towards her, towards the train. She inhaled sharply. First thought through her head was how she wouldn’t mind being bent over and taken from behind by him. Piercing green eyes that looked like sparkling emeralds, olive skin, brown scruffy hair. He was exactly her type. She squirmed and looked back down at her phone, panicking that she was being obvious in how turned on she was.

She started watching him out of the corner of her eye. Shit. He’s getting closer to me she thought. He walked past her, almost as slowly as possible as if he knew she was watching. She glanced up slightly, tight fitting trousers just made his peachy arse looking even more perfect. He turned, making eye contact. She squeaked slightly and blushed.

“Is this supposed to be the platform for the 10.06 to Manchester?” Fuck.