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curve of her breasts, then raised his gaze to her face.  He looked her straight in the eyes, blinked once slowly, and then let his mouth curve upward in a knowing, slightly sardonic smile.  Christina felt the heat rush to her face as she glanced down, embarrassed.  Suddenly, she said to herself, Why should I allow him to make me feel uncomfortable? She raised her eyes back up defiantly and returned his gaze, though she felt her face reddening even more.  The man raised his eyes momentarily in surprise, and then his smile widened almost imperceptibly.  Christina's breath began to quicken as her body responded on its own.  She could feel the moistness between her legs, and her skin felt as though it was preparing itself for his touch, as though the nerve endings were reaching out for him.  Her lips parted slightly, breath coming faster now, and then abruptly, Christina tore her gaze away from him.  He was completely unravelling her, and she didn't need that right now.  She gathered her things, stood up, and moved to the end of the car toward the bathrooms. 
    Inside the large, clean bathroom of the suburban train, Christina closed the door and took a few deep breaths.  She looked in the mirror at her flushed face.  What was that? she asked herself.  This man had managed to make her body respond in ways that no boy ever had, and this without even touching her.  Christina took a moment to compose herself, drank some water from the bottle in her briefcase, reapplied her lipstick, and was brushing her hair when suddenly, the door to the bathroom opened and in stepped the man in the suit.  Startled, with her back to him, she met his gaze in the mirror.  Already, she could smell his masculine scent, with a slight hint of an expensive and intoxicating cologne.  Her back to him, she began to turn around, but he stopped her, pressing against her while still holding her gaze in the mirror.  He brought his lips down slowly to her bare neck, his breath caressing her skin, and she felt her own breathing catch.  Her lips parted  as his mouth gently grazed her neck and he slowly kissed his way to the sensitive spot right behind her ear.  His hands went to her waist as he pulled her to him, and she could feel his hardness as she began to throb between her legs.  Her breath was coming in short gasps now as he kissed her neck, and she involuntarily pressed against him and tried again to face him.  "No," he whispered, and continued his kisses against her jawline as his hands moved upward from her waist to her breasts.  He undid the first button of her blouse and expertly slid his hand under the fabric, under her bra, to cup her bare breast.  She gasped as his fingers found her nipple.  He gently began teasing her, and she grasped the sink counter as she pushed back against him even more and began to moan, throwing her head back in her need.  He sucked her earlobe and continued to tease her nipple until Christina thought that she might orgasm just from this.  "Please," she begged him in a whisper as she struggled again to turn around, "Please..."
    His only answer was to hold her there, unbuttoning the remaining buttons of her blouse so that he could cup her other breast, teasing it in turn, and then slowly trace his other hand down her thigh and under her skirt.  He murmured approval at finding her wearing only thigh high stockings and a thong, which he deftly moved to the side and found the throbbing nub that was crying out to be touched.  Christina gasped as he found her, and without any conscious thought strained toward his hand in her need.  He pressed his hardened length against her as he caressed her nub slowly, his hips moving against her.  Slowly and then faster they rocked as he pleasured her. Eventually, his fingers plunged deep inside her, finding her hot wetness, and she moaned and writhed against them, aching for more.  He continued to caress and pinch first one nipple and then the other as he stroked