heavy iron rails

we were on a train in the 1950's
i unzipped your skirt and watched it fall
you had on white stockings and garter belt
they stayed in place the entire time
there was a woman in our sleeper car
who watched us without speaking
your breasts pressed against the window
as i took you from behind
a glorious sheen of wet
met with your inner thighs
as the counrty side rolled past us
and we both moved together
in a rapturously, deadly rhythm
my hands were between your legs
and as i thrust, they lifted you
up off the ground ever so slightly
your toes wiggling
and reaching for footing
with each jolt
you turned your head
so that our tongues could reach
i traced the outline of your figure
along the cool window pane
we grew louder in our excitement
moonlight bouncing off our limbs
my tongue in your mouth
together we came in thunderous succession
we stood there for several minutes together
your feet still slightly suspended
above the train floor
i was still and hard inside of you
pulsating with the fill of our lungs
our tongues slowly rolling over each others
when we finally sat back down
the three of us lit a cigarette
and still no one spoke a word
you placed your head in my lap and sighed
the stranger lady tipped the brim of her big city hat
and went back to her book as we slowed
we giggled and fought for breath
the conductor called out "all aboard"
we were well on our way