I encountered a woman eating out on the Tamsui MRT platform.

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

I sprained my left knee while moving, and coupled with irregular eating habits, this triggered a gout attack, leading to a week-long hospital stay.
During my hospitalization, they drew 20cc of blood, but the cause couldn't be found. After being discharged, I was busy with decorating my new home, so
a second 40cc blood test was delayed until today. Before the blood draw, I had to fast for over 12 hours,
and couldn't eat anything except mineral water. They really don't care at all! I'm even using crutches!

Thursday, August 30th, around 9 AM... I'd been hungry for over ten hours... Weak and leaning on my cane,
I stood at the entrance of the B2 parking lot in the apartment complex waiting for a taxi... The taxi finally arrived...
Before getting in, I asked if NT$100 would be enough to get to the MRT station... The driver said to just use the meter...
The meter would only charge a maximum of NT$105... You even want NT$5?...
I sighed... Fine... Who told me I was too weak to walk with my cane...

After getting in the car and just settling down... I noticed the meter, which should have reset to zero, was showing 59 seconds...
I protested, saying... Shouldn't it be reset to zero?...
The driver, however... "...If you don't want to take the taxi, give me 100 yuan and you can get off..."
I cursed inwardly.
I still spoke calmly, "Sir...the Ministry of Transportation stipulates that once you're seated in a taxi,
you can only press the meter when you're about to drive off. Sir, what you're doing is against the rules."
The driver's tone turned rude. "Now you need to give me 105 yuan to get off."
My tone also turned rude. "I just sat down and haven't even started driving yet, and you want 105 yuan? That's going too far!"

I got out of the taxi before the driver could reply. The driver followed me out, yelling at me, his fists clenched as if he was about to beat me up.
The security guard at the apartment complex asked what was going on and why there was a commotion.
I explained what had happened to him. The
guard then said to the driver, "Driver, that's not right."
The driver went back to his car and spoke into the radio, saying something.
After finishing, he turned to the guard and me and said, "You've got some nerve!"
Seeing the driver's car blocking the parking lot entrance and circling around people, the security guard immediately called the police.

Within five minutes, five or six cars belonging to the driver and his rental company arrived.
Of the three security guards on duty at the apartment complex, only two were present.
After understanding the situation, the driver and his rental company's driver concluded that the driver had acted unreasonably. The disturbance started...
One of the five or six taxi drivers, surnamed Lin, wanted the troublemakers to drive away.
After speaking with the community leader, Lin apologized to me and the security guards.
He then offered to take me to the MRT station, charging only NT$100 as usual.
After Lin finished dealing with the situation, he asked me to get in his car. The other drivers left, and then
two police motorcycles arrived. I couldn't hear what the police and the community leader were saying.

Lin got me to the MRT station in less than five minutes. He apologized to me repeatedly in the car, and
I politely responded. "It's alright, it's alright... thank you for helping me resolve this...
I was a little worried and asked... would that taxi driver come back to cause trouble in the community again?
The taxi driver, surnamed Lin, replied... the car rental company is aware of the situation... and will handle it properly, please don't worry...
After getting off the bus at the MRT station...
I thought to myself... that troublemaking taxi driver... will he try something underhanded...
I wonder if the community security guard took a picture of his face... such a trivial matter wasted an hour... what a waste...

After entering the MRT station... I limped straight to the restroom...
the doctor told me to drink 3000cc of water a day to expel gout fluid..."
It's making me need to poop 10-15 times a day... It's manageable at home... but
as soon as I'm out, I have to find a place where my cane can easily reach it.
I need to drink a sip of mineral water every 10-20 minutes, and poop every 30-50 minutes...
In short... gout, this is how torturous it is for the elderly... I

just finished using the restroom and was walking towards the elevator when I saw a woman, around thirty years old, standing at the elevator door, holding a
three- or four-year-old child's hand in her left hand and pushing a stroller in her right, also waiting for the elevator.
Two or three minutes later, the elevator arrived, and I let the woman and her group go in first. I tried to find a seat before going in...
but the woman blocked the elevator door after entering, and immediately closed it, preventing me from getting in.
Because I was using crutches, I didn't have time to press the button to open the door... the elevator had already reached the platform...
I was speechless and dumbfounded.

Just then, the MRT arrived at the station... and finally the elevator came down...
but because it was crammed with three wheelchairs and a stroller,
with four people standing and a child... after they got out of the elevator, about a minute or two passed...
I hurriedly got into the elevator... and three more people who weren't allowed to ride the elevator squeezed in behind me...
the elevator's red light was flashing when it reached the platform... The three of them had already nimbly run onto the MRT car...
I was slower because I was using crutches... When I reached the MRT car door... I was just one step away from stepping in...
when... the MRT car door closed... and the platform door even caught my crutches as it closed...
I watched helplessly as the woman pushing the stroller... and the three or four-year-old child sitting next to her pointed at me and laughed...
I couldn't help but curse in my mind again... What a bad day...
I wanted to finish getting my blood drawn before 11 o'clock... so I could have a good meal in the hospital's food court...
Now it's 10:49... and I'm still standing there like an idiot on the Tamsui MRT platform...
It's 10:48, I'll miss it and have to wait another 8 minutes... I couldn't help but curse under my breath again...

I turned around to walk to a bench about three meters away... I saw

a woman who had missed the MRT standing in the third carriage... Because I have presbyopia and astigmatism,
I can't see clearly beyond five or six meters... I hobbled over to the bench with my cane... I had just sat down when
I saw the woman also walk over to the bench... I took the opportunity to drink my mineral water and carefully observed her...

Long, straight, black hair parted in the middle and reaching her waist... Thick eyebrows and big eyes... Wearing a long, black trench coat that reached her knees...
Underneath, she wore a black jumpsuit revealing her upper body...
A woman with half-length breasts (whose breasts jiggle when she walks), wearing a miniskirt, black stockings, and red heels, sat down next to me.
I looked at her profile: long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, a round, straight nose with small nostrils,
delicate, snow-white skin, moist red lips with a thin upper lip and a full lower lip, and
snow-white, delicate breasts above her neck and collarbone (slightly mixed-race).

Just as I was intently staring at her chest,
a mosquito flew to her cleavage .
In an instant, she clamped her hands between her breasts, killing the mosquito with her cleavage.
Wow... I was really envious of that mosquito... it could touch that smooth, white cleavage...

The long-haired woman took a tissue packet from the waist pocket of her long coat with her right hand,
and pulled out a couple of sheets with her left to wrap the mosquito's corpse...
but the mosquito slipped into the unfathomable depths of her cleavage...
The long-haired woman frowned... her right index finger tugged at the upper part of her collar... opening and closing...

Good heavens... didn't the long-haired woman know I was sitting next to her?...
This action of hers would let me see the long-haired woman... pink Tender areolas...light peach-pink nipples...
in just a few seconds...my penis was rock hard, trembling uncontrollably...taking advantage of

the fact that it was just the two of us on the platform...the long-haired woman took out a dead mosquito from a tissue in her left hand...
crumpled it into a ball in her left palm...after putting the tissue pack back in her trench coat pocket...
she took out a packet of wet wipes...crumpled the tissues into a ball in her left palm and placed it in the gap between us...
then pulled out a wet wipe with her left hand ... ...While wiping her breasts with her right hand and her cleavage with her left...
the long-haired woman often revealed her pink areolas to me when she touched her breasts...
her light pink nipples, which were originally one centimeter in diameter and one centimeter high,
had become two centimeters in diameter and three centimeters high, and were erect...

In just that short time, less than a minute, my breathing became rapid and my heart raced...

I quickly bit my lower lip with my upper and lower teeth to make sure it wasn't a dream or a hallucination...
although my penis was still erect and trembling. ...But...I've calmed down...
I thought...even if it's just the two of us on the platform...
she shouldn't be behaving like this...what is this long-haired, big-breasted woman trying to do...

After wiping her cleavage with a wet wipe...she crumpled it into a ball...
The long-haired woman stood up, took the two wads of tissue, and threw them away in the trash can next to the long stone bench...
The long-haired woman still maintained her high-buttocks posture...The long-haired woman seemed to intentionally...
tuck the hem of her long black trench coat into her waist area...Long-haired woman Right in front of me...
she pulled down her long black stockings down to her thighs, revealing her large, round, and pert white buttocks.

I was stunned, thinking... the long-haired woman wasn't wearing a bra or panties...
Because of the distance, I moved my buttocks to the long stone bench, closest to the trash can area. The long-haired
woman spread her buttocks apart, revealing her opening and closing anus.
I was less than a meter away from her white, pert buttocks...
I could see the skin around her anus... and... It was the same snow-white color...
I judged it hadn't been anally penetrated...

At this moment... the long-haired woman rubbed her clitoris with her right hand...
her left index and middle fingers spread open her pink labia minora...
several streams of vaginal fluid flowed from the long-haired woman's vulva...

My breathing quickened again, and I thought... could it be... that the long-haired woman wanted me to... thrust into her pink vulva on the MRT platform...?
I found myself having an urge to thrust into her vulva...
I immediately bit my upper and lower lips lightly...
I took a few deep breaths... ...Although I could smell the faint, ethereal fragrance emanating from the long-haired woman...
I couldn't help but stand up, leaning on my cane. I stood less than 10 centimeters from her buttocks.
I bent down and whispered in her ear, "There's a surveillance camera here."

The long-haired woman trembled upon hearing this. I saw her face turn bright red.
She immediately pulled her black stockings up to her waist.
Because of the close distance, I could see that her pubic area and thighs were soaked with vaginal fluid.
The long-haired woman straightened up, regaining her elegant and beautiful posture.

I checked the time: 10:52. Less than four minutes had passed.

I used my cane to walk to the second door of the second carriage to wait for the MRT.
I didn't dare look back, afraid of seeing the long-haired woman,
because my penis was gradually softening.
Finally, I could put my backpack on my back. It was difficult to walk with the backpack in front and the cane supporting me.
Just then, the MRT whistle sounded in the distance...

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/221526.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=221526&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : Lewd intern sex therapist

Next Page : Lewd swimming class

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

I encountered a woman eating out on the Tamsui MRT platform.

comment Open a new window to view comments