A Decade of Secrets

No. This could not happen.

I felt him pressing against me, and I grew desperate. However, my thin clothes did nothing to block Leonard's body. Instead, he let out a low, deep groan.

"God… That feels good."

His deep voice made me burn with shame. When he saw that I did not dare to fight back, Leonard grew bolder. His strong frame pressed tightly against my back. Then, he reached his hand around. My waist went cold, and I squeezed my legs together on instinct almost instantly.

Still, I was just a weak woman. How could I compete with a strong, fit man like Leonard in his prime? In just a few moments, he had already gotten past my defenses.

I could only bite my lip and lower my flushed, hot face as I let his strong fingers continue.

I had to admit, Leonard knew what he was doing. The constant pressure soon stirred up the deepest desires I had been hiding.

My body trembled. My legs shook. I could not handle what he was doing to me.

The strange new feelings made my face turn red. I should have stopped Leonard from touching me. However, a small part of me started to feel eager. I desperately wanted this man, who was taking advantage of me, to go even further.

What was wrong with me? Was I really that starved for a man's touch? I was a married woman!

Shame mixed with everything else I was feeling. My whole body went weak and limp. I could barely hold onto the handrail to keep myself from collapsing to the floor.

Leonard saw right through me. He grew excited, looking completely confident. After touching me for only a short while, he could tell I was not stopping him. He knew that I would be easy to take.

Once he decided to go further, Leonard's movements turned even bolder. His lower body stayed busy too. Taking advantage of the crowded train, he lifted the hem of my skirt. His fingers moved again, and then I felt him push straight toward my most private place.

A soft sound escaped me.

Without any effort at all, he found his way inside.

"Mm… No… We can't."