The Ride (standard:romance, 442 words)
Author: PeterFromOZ	Added: Apr 02 2011	Views/Reads: 2837/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
The Ride - is a short erotic man's story.

The Ride © 1997-1999 Peter E. Williams 

It was just another work day and Jonathon was going to his office in the
morning. He had caught a bus from his suburban home to Beldon, a town 
centre. Now all that remained was to catch a intra-town electram 
express into the city centre. They ran every 10 minutes at this hour of 
the morning. 

A few minutes pasted then the 555 express pulled in to the station,
right in front of him. The electram was a small and slim-lined vehicle, 
with an electric engine and three passenger carriages. The driver, who 
was a beautiful young woman of 19 years, sat at the front of the 
engine, straddled across it, with a control panel and windscreen in 
front of her. There were outer walls to all of the carriages and 
engine, which protects the passengers' legs and bodies. 

Michelle was a lovely girl, Jon thought, but she had been driving the
express for 2 years now, so she was actually quite an experienced 
driver. Her long blonde hair flowed done past her shoulders as she sat 
stride for engine. Jon got aboard, sitting directed behind Michelle. 

“Hello, Jon”, she said. 

“Morning, Michelle”, he replied. 

The other 21 passengers boarded on the trailing cars, each straddling a
car into their seats. 

Jon instinctively placed both arms around Michelle's slim waist and held
on tightly as the express sped away from the station, and soon 
approached its top speed of 85 kph. 

“You know that I don't mind it, Jon, but why are you holding on to me so
tight.”, said Michelle. 

“Sorry, Michelle,” said Jon, “but it's just that we're going so fast,
and well... I wouldn't want to fall off...” Michelle smiled knowing 
that Jon was never in any danger of that happening. “Well we wouldn't 
want that, would we? So you'd better hang on tight!”, said Michelle. 

Jon felt exhilarated by the speed and soon had a full erection. Jon felt
embarrassed and proud simultaneously. 

“So tell me,” said Jon, “just why did you become an Electram driver
anyway?” 

“Well,” said Michelle, fully aware of Jon's erect penis rubbing hard
against her left buttock through his trousers, “you could say that I 
just love the feel of something warm and throbbing between my legs.” 

“Don't we all?”, said Jon. 

After 12 and a half minutes the express pulled into the city station,
and came to a halt. The passengers all began to disembark, and as Jon 
dismounted he said, “Thanks for the ride, Michelle. Same time 
tomorrow?” 

“Sure. See you, Jon”, she replied. 

It was just another day at the office. 

--- Finis 


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