It was only drizzling when I left the office, but by the time I was heading to the station, it had turned into a downpour... I'm soaked to the bone.
My bra might be showing through my blouse... but I figured nobody would care.
I was wrong... I got groped. Was it because my underwear was showing? It's been so long since anyone touched me like that.
At work, younger juniors keep joining the company. When I first started, I got my fair share of attention, but now, nobody looks at me as a woman anymore.
So, somewhere along the way, I gave up on being a woman.
But when I was groped, I felt an inappropriate sense of joy. I realized that I could still be looked at with erotic eyes.
Since then, I started riding the train without a bra.
One day, the train's air conditioning broke, and the carriage became like a sauna. My blouse clung tightly to my skin with sweat. Because I wasn't wearing a bra, my areolas and nipples were completely visible.
Suddenly, a man slipped in behind me and reached for my breasts... This was it... the thrill, excitement, and pleasure I had been longing for.
He was far more experienced than the previous groper... he must have some technique. This is bad... if this keeps up, I'm going to moan out loud.
Not satisfied with just my breasts, his hand reached inside my skirt. Wait... something hard is touching me... is he trying to put it in!?
Ahhh!! I wasn't mentally prepared for this!! Public sex on a train is just too crazy.
It only lasted a few minutes, but I was overwhelmed by a pleasure I've never felt in my life.
The afterglow of the groping... sex for the first time in so long... Before I knew it, I was masturbating at the office while working...
I found the man who groped me and chased him down, cornering him in a public restroom.
"I want you to continue what we started the other day..."
I might be a complete pervert.
