Marilyn: Going Your Way

Marilyn and Kat then walked the opposite direction of Sara, beginning the long walk down the corridor to the 7 train. The walk down the deserted way was ordinary until Marilyn grabbed Kat’s head, then turned Kat’s face to hers.

"Remember what we always IM each about," Marilyn screamed out to Kat. Kat replied with a look of confusion. "You know, about your fantasy," Marilyn lip-synched to Kat. "Well, think about it. You’re gonna get it when we get on this next train."

"I wonder what it is going to be," Kat thought to herself. "I know I’m always mentioning stuff to Marilyn, but I don’t know which one she’s thinking about." Then it hit Kat like a ton of bricks as she walked down the stairs to the 7 train platform. "No. It can’t be. Well, maybe. It would explain why she didn’t cum when she fucked that stranger. No way. But…"

Her train of thought was interrupted by the rumble of the incoming train under her feet and the flash of the bright red train in front of her face. Holding onto Marilyn’s hand, she stepped into the train car with the flickering lights and sat down next to Marilyn, her pussy lubricating in anticipation As she felt the train began to move, she felt Marilyn tugging up on her hand, pulling her to her feet. She turned her head back to Marilyn, then read Marilyn’s lips as saying "take off your panties." Kat looks back her lover with a sense of bewilderment, then reached under her skirt to pull off her plain baby-blue panties and placed them on the train bench next to Marilyn. "Damn, I’m wet," thought Kat. "Those panties feel as if I peed in them." She then saw Marilyn grab her hips and lift her onto the bench so that her legs straddled Marilyn’s. To keep her balance, she reached up to grab onto the handles arrayed above her head on the ceiling. She then looked down at Marilyn, anticipating what her lover had to say next.