You had been locked in your sleeping room for a full day before you got up the nerve to explore the locomotive. Your stomach was growling anyway, so you dressed in your best and searched out the dining car.
You settled down to a nice dinner and began looking around, observing the other diners. There was an older man and woman, enjoying a glass of wine, a small group of business men, a portly man in a bowler, reading the paper, nothing out of the ordinary, nothing exciting. You frowned, this trip was going to be long and boring.
The portly man got up and then you saw him. Sitting at the back table, was someone very different. The handsome blonde man was leaning back in the booth, his shiny black boot, propped up on the white cloth of the table. You noticed, as the waiter came over and refilled his coffee, that the waiter had made no mention of asking him to remove his boot. You also noticed the shinning cold steel of the Colt Peacemaker riding his hip. He played with the top of the black hat, that lay on the table beside his boot. His finger softly ran a circle over the top of the brim. He surveyed the diners, as you did but with a more commanding eye, like a lion standing watch over his pride.
Then his eyes caught yours. They were beautiful, hazel eyes, that seemed to peer right through you, undressing you. You blushed and looked away but you could not ignore the heat that began to pulse at your loins. There was something more about this man, something mysterious and erotic. You could not help but glance back time and again. Your mind was playing tricks on you. You kept having flashbacks of this man, taking you in all different positions, some you had never imagined before. It had been so long since you had sex and then, only once, many summers ago. Your body wanted it and wanted it bad.
You were confused. You wanted him to come over, then you didn't. The feelings in your body scared you. This man scared you, yet you were drawn to him, wanting him. He looked up at you and raising his cup at you, he winked. Your face turned as red as the glass of wine in your hand. You downed it and nearly stumbled, as you got up and almost ran back to your room. You did not see him laugh and shake his head, as he returned to his coffee.
"What is wrong with me," you chastised yourself. "I made a fool of myself."
Still you could not get his face, his smile out of your mind. You shook your head, trying to clear the unclean thoughts and got ready for bed.
Your head hit the pillow and you closed your eyes but you couldn't sleep. You tossed and turned. It wasn't so much the click-clack of the train but the visions that kept you awake. You got up, still in your nightgown and throwing a shawl over your shoulders, you left your cabin and stepped to the rear of the sleeping car.
You opened the door and were hit with the warm rushing air and the strong aroma of burning coal. You placed your hands on the railing and looked up into the night sky. The trees, rushing by, were lit up from the light of the sparkling stars. The sound of the tracks, hypnotized you.Once again, your mind went to wondering, as you stared out at the heavens. That's why you didn't hear the car door open and close behind you.
A shadow crossed over your shoulder. A cowboy hat! You froze, you couldn't move a muscle. You felt the fingers, touching your outer thigh. They were just under your nightgown, pushing it up till the hand rested on your naked hip.
The warm breath filled your ear as he whispered, "Well, hello there, Filly"
You felt something hard against your ass, as he used your hip to draw you closer. Was it his pistol or something else?
The hand moved up, off your hip but still under your nightgown, to caress your soft belly. The other hand trailed around just under your heaving breast. He gently cupped it and squeezed. "Your so soft, warm," he said. His lips teased your exposed neck, sending shivers through your skin.
"Come," he said, in his commanding voice.
Suddenly, he took your hand and was dragging you behind him, down the dark corridors of the train cars. You wanted to cry for help but the words would not come out. Your body said, "Follow him. Follow him."
From car to car you went, till you reached he last car. He opened the door and swept you in behind him. Your mouth was open in awe. This car was elegant and luxurious. Mahogany wood covered the walls and red silk draperies the windows. The furniture was plush and high end. Gold and silver accents were abound and expensive paintings adorned the room. Never had you seen something this nice.
Your mouth was still open when he pulled you into his strong arms and crushed his lips to yours. His tongue swept inside to over take yours. The passionate kiss, took your breath away.
His hot hand, was inside your nightgown and holding your naked breast. The rough finger brushed back and forth over your hard nipple. Your nipples had never been this erect. They were swollen so much they almost hurt. You looked down and the nightgown was off your shoulder, your breast free. You could not see, the black cowboy hat blocked your view, but you felt it, when the tight mouth enclosed the taut nipple and sucked it in. You sighed, almost falling but the hand, gripping your ass, held you up.
When his lips came back to your face, you pulled him in and returned the kiss. A wonderful feeling was forcing your actions; Lust. You had no control over it. It was all too powerful.
You don't know how it happened but a luxurious bed was behind your knees and you were falling back. Falling back into the soft covers. Your nightgown was gone and the large man was staring down at your flesh with greedy eyes. He dug his thumbs into your thighs and spread your legs out. The cowboy hat came down, over your belly and his lips touched your engorged sex.
"Aghhhh!" you loudly moaned, "I never..