It was such a gentle and poignant kiss. Josh tried so hard to send comfort through his lips to let Cara know it was okay. It took him quite by surprise. He wasn’t at all sure when he’d stopped hating Cara and had started feeling for her. She clung to him as the kiss intensified. Comfort escalated to lust, as it often does in emotionally charged moments, and soon she was clawing at his T-shirt to get to his chest. Her long nails combined with her strength ripped the material to shreds but Josh didn’t care. He was focused on getting the zip at the back of her dress undone.

When he’d managed to loosen it, he stroked his fingers over the exposed flesh for a moment before pushing the material down her arms. She had no bra beneath the dress—its tight top had acted as a corset—and when the fabric slipped off her shoulders, her breasts spilled forward and pressed against his chest.

He bent his head to nip at her neck as his fingers sought out her breasts and held them reverently, squeezing and stroking, and enjoying their heaviness in his hands. He leaned further forward to kiss them, to caress the flesh on each in turn. He licked and nibbled until he reached the straining nipple. When he took it in his mouth, Cara mewled with delight. She pushed him back after a moment and he landed with his head on the sofa arm.

Before he could blink, Cara was above him. He moved his legs fully on to the sofa so Cara would have more room, and she split her thighs around his waist. She leaned in to kiss him and continued to trail the kisses down from his lips to his neck and his chest, targeting the naked parts she could reach through his shredded top. As she slipped lower, her crotch rubbed over the bulge in his pants and he moaned at the erotic touch. Her gorgeous large breasts did the same, smothering his cock in their ampleness for a moment before dropping to his thighs.

Cara got busy with her fingers. She undid the button and yanked on the zip of his jeans, then pulled them down, taking his boxers with them. He lifted to let her ease the material away, and he noticed how stiff and aching his cock was now that it’d been released. Cara didn’t bother to try to get the trousers much lower than his knees. She moved back up and started to lick and suck at his dick and his balls, her hands and mouth over him in unison. They were never still and Josh moaned when her mouth sank over his cock and enveloped it all between her lips.

It felt so good but it wasn’t just because of her technique. He could sense something else, a genuine emotion building up between them. It wasn’t only the call of his blood, he could tell that wasn’t it. It was something else and he’d barely ever felt it as a human and couldn’t believe he was feeling it now with this vampire who he had hated so vehemently a few days before. They do say love and hate are two sides of the same coin though, he thought.

“Sally Winterson to the office please, Sally Winterson to the office.”

Dave sat back in the office chair and smiled to himself. He had ten minutes before the next train was expected through the station and he planned to make every moment count. Twenty seconds later the heavy door swung open and there was Sally in all her red-headed, big busted glory. She took his breath away.

“Hey, what do you want? I’m supposed to on the ticket office now, Raj just went home.”

“I know, but I wanted to see you,” he smiled, “come here and give me a kiss.”

“Hey, where’s your manners!” she exclaimed with wicked, lob-sided grin and a wink.

“Okay then, please come and give me a kiss.”

“That’s better.” It only took two steps for her to reach the desk and a few more to step round it. Dave twisted his chair to face her and Sally bent forward to kiss him.

“You know,” he said, her lips hovering over his, “you’d be fair more comfortable kneeling in front of me. You’re going to strain your back bending down like that.”

“Awww,” she whispered, “always so concerned for my well-being.” She sank to her knees. “It obviously has nothing to do with the fact you get a kick out of seeing me down here supplicant before you.”

“Not at all,” he laughed and reached out to stroke a soft curl from her face, “that’s just a happy bonus.” He leant forward and their lips met. He loved the taste of her, the feel of her plump, giving lips beneath his. Her mouth was made for kissing and he revelled in its treat.

“Now, about that blow job you owe me,” he popped open the button on his black, scratchytrousers, “get to it.” “But Dave, someone could walk in at any moment,”

“Well, get under the desk then.” He smirked.

“I’m supposed to be in the ticket office right now,” She grumbled, “can’t this wait ‘til later?”

He opened his fly and eased his cock out of his underwear, “no, it can’t. I’ve got eight minutes until I have to announce the next train and I want to come.”

“But Dave…”

“But nothing.” He cut her off, “When I went down on you on the sink in the ladies lavs you said you’d pay me back any time I wanted it. I want it now. So crawl under the desk and suck my cock. Hurry, I’ve only got seven minutes left now.”

She sighed but licked her lips. “Well, fine,” she huffed and pulled open the top buttons of her work blouse, “In for a penny, in for a pound, I suppose. You know other women get to fuck on beds under blankets in comfort. ”She grinned as her magnificent cleavage came into view. Dave knew this was all part of the turn on for her, the orders, the risky sex in public. Her moaning was just a part of the tease. He pushed back the swivel chair and gave her room to crawl under the rickety old desk. It was covered at the front with a thin layer of chipboard so no one would see her if they walked into the office. Dave tucked himself under the desk too and his cock slid into the warm, wet silkiness of her mouth.

She gave good head and it was all the more arousing because of the situation. Her tongue lapped under him as her mouth slipped over him and he moaned out loud with the pleasure then bit his lip. He had to be careful, someone could walk in at any moment and he didn’t want to give the game away. He tried to focus on the computer screen before him but it was completely useless. Her talented mouth already had him on the brink of orgasm.

The door flew open. Dave’s heart jumped and Sally stilled below the desk.

“Have you seen Sally?” The man barked, “She’s meant to be in the ticket office and it’s still all locked up. It’s almost rush hour!”

“I’ve not seen her,” Dave shrugged as Sally’s lips rested around his cock, her tongue flicking gently at the underside of it, “but if I do, I’ll send her right over.”

“Good.” the man nodded and pushed his circular spectacles back up the bridge of his nose, “and the four thirty two is coming in on platform four now. You need to keep announcing it ’til it comes.”

“Right boss,” Dave replied, reaching out to grab the mike as his boss walked out.

Dave flicked on the microphone and began to make the announcement.

“All passengers on platform two please be advised that the four thirty two train to Scunthorpe will now be arriving on platform four,” at this point Sally continues her sucking and Dave’s voice becomes a squeak as the arousal rushed through his veins, “that is the four thirty two to Scunthorpe will now be boarding on platform four.”

Her tongue snaked around his member and her lips tightened and he groaned before realising the mike was still on. He tried to switch it off but in his rush only managed to knock it over. He could imagine the squealing static which would be attacking people’s ears on the platform as he did his best to right it.

“The four…” his words were eaten up in a blanket of static, as Sally sunk her mouth completely around his erection, her fingers scratching down his inner thigh. The mike knocked over again before and he knew he couldn’t reach it without pulling his dick from between her lips and he didn’t want to do that.

“Fuck it,” he said and concentrated on the hot sensations running from his dick through his whole body. A few seconds later he grunted out a “Yes,” as he came. She sucked down every last drop.

She got up off the floor, wiped her lips clean, winked and fastened up her top. She righted the microphone, switched it off and walked out of the office.

Dave laughed. The public would flip if they knew why his train announcements were so garbled.