I had to take the train home at the end of my vacation. So here I am at the station in the early afternoon in Brest to return to Paris, 4 hours by train in perspective.I arrived just on time, got into my wagon and found my place next to the window. Half empty train! Constraint related to covid or not, I don't know.I put my luggage in the storage above, without paying attention to my neighbors. I would sit down and start looking around. In a square across the aisle, a 50-year-old man also looked at me with a gentle smile.During the first half of the trip, nothing of note. I got up once to go to the bar and dozed off.When I woke up, I wanted to take a book from my bag. I get up, turning my back to my neighbor, and grab my bag while raising my arms. When I sit down, my neighbor who had put himself near the aisle leans towards me and says: "Nice below, I like it" and he got up to sit down right next to me.It must be said that, as usual, I had a thong under my pants. He had seen it when I settled in, but not sure, then rebel when I picked up my book.We chatted about everything and nothing to pass the time. He felt I was a little shy, encouraged me and made me talk. Like me, he returned from vacation this Saturday and went back to work on Monday.Then the discussion drifted onto more intimate topics. He told me again liked what he had seen, while discreetly stroking my thigh. He sensed that I was receptive and offered to stay at his place to sleep before returning home on Sunday. Being alone at home, I said yes with pleasure.He told me that he was bi and liked little females like me. Then there, he did the thing that stuck with me, he got up, took his bag a ...

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