Weekend Surprise Ch. 02 - The Train

Amber awoke early on Friday morning, but did not immediately open her eyes. She'd spent the previous day, the first of her vacation time, grooming. She'd gotten a full bikini wax, leaving only a small triangle of hair on her pubic mound. She'd purchased some new lip gloss, tinted red to match the bows on the shoes in the box, and then shouted herself a full body massage. She'd gotten a pedicure and manicure, settling on a red polish. Upon her return home she'd shaved her legs and armpits, and washed her hair. Now, as she lay in bed, the realisation of what lay ahead dawned on her. She was about to fully submit herself to Caleb. She had no idea what lay ahead for the weekend, except that he was going to be in control. It gave her goosebumps.

She finally opened her eyes and rolled out of bed. The night before, she had taken the clothes from the box and laid them out ready for today. She glanced at them as she left her bedroom and completed her normal morning routine, skipping the check of her work emails being she was officially off the clock. Yoga, coffee and social media, and then a shower. The shower was longer than usual, with the water hotter than the warmth of the day would usually call for. But she wanted to feel as relaxed as she could before embarking on her travels. Despite her best efforts, she had butterflies. She towelled off and then made her way back into her bedroom and stood before the outfit.

Amber slowly pulled up the white lace underwear and slid the crop top over hear head. She'd been right, her breasts were barely contained by the lace. She sat on the bed and slid the fishnets up her legs, then stood and wiggled into them. She put the top on and buttoned it up. It was very tight across her chest and the lace was clearly visible beneath the thin material. The skirt next. It was a fine line between having it pulled up enough to cover the top of the fishnets, and having it low enough to stop her underwear from being visible beneath the hem. The shirt was just long enough that she was able to tuck it into the skirt so she could sit it a little lower on her hips. This made the skirt just a little longer and left her feeling slightly more comfortable about moving. It also made her waist more defined. She sat back on the bed again to put on the high heels. She was shocked to see how high the skirt rode up when she was seated. She realised that she was going to be forced to decide between sitting on the train and being almost exposed, or standing and retaining more modesty, but attract more attention due to the nature of her outfit.

After slipping into the heels, Amber stood and walked to the full length mirror in her wardrobe and looked herself over. Though outwardly she maintained an air of confidence, she thought of herself as a little plain. She was a little over five feet tall. Her body was curvy, but strong; soft in all the right places. She had large breasts and the hours she put in each week at the gym could be seen in her ample backside, toned arms and legs, and trim waist. Her wavy, auburn hair fell just past the middle of her back. She had olive skin and, despite her hectic schedule the past few months, had managed to get enough sun to have a deep and even tan. Her cheeks were naturally rosy and she had full lips. A combination of good genetics and the fact she rarely wore make-up left her skin blemish free. Her favourite feature were her big brown eyes, especially the way they'd begun to crinkle a little at the corners when she smiled.

In this moment, she couldn't help but admire her reflection. Caleb had picked an outfit that was tailored to show off her body in the best way possible. Her legs appeared longer in the heels, and her butt stuck out further than usual. Her tan appeared darker against the white of the shirt, which also showed off her breasts as they strained against the buttons. If the air conditioning on the train was high, her nipples would surely be visible. She applied the red lip gloss and fixed her hair, pinning it at the sides so it was off her face, but remained free to cascade down her back. She stood back and looked herself over again. She had to admit, she looked totally fuckable.

She glanced at her watch and realised she was cutting it close to make it to the station on time to catch the train. She booked an Uber, then took a medium sized handbag from the shelf and threw the new gloss inside. She picked up her phone from the bedside table and put it and its charger into the bag. She went to the bathroom and quickly packed her toothbrush and toothpaste, her cleanser and face moisturiser, her body moisturiser, hairbrush, and some hair ties and bobby pins. She went to the dining room table and took her wallet, house keys, her travel card, headphones, compact mirror and her perfume from her daily bag and put them in the larger bag. She pulled the perfume out again, gave herself a quick spritz then placed it back in the bag. She wasn't sure whether or not she should wear her sunglasses. Upon consideration she realised Caleb hadn't included any in the box of items. As his letter had been specific in that she could only wear what was in the box, she left them behind.

Her phone dinged and she read the message that her car was about to arrive. Amber quickly looked herself over again, and double checked the contents of her bag. She took a deep breath and headed out the door. She locked up behind her and returned the keys to her bag. Being a Friday most of her neighbours would be at work, so it was unlikely anyone would see her. Still, she waited on her front stoop until the car pulled up. She dashed to the car and jumped into the back seat. Despite her efforts, she could not keep the skirt from riding high up her thighs. The driver looked over his shoulder to say hello, and caught sight of her. She smiled and said hello in return as she did up her seatbelt. The driver realised he had been staring at her, jaw slightly opened, and quickly averted his eyes and began the drive to the station.

Amber looked at her phone almost the whole ride. She had not received another message from Caleb since he'd asked her favourite colour. It was playing on her mind a little, but she kept reassuring herself this was all part of his plan. He would have let her know if anything changed. She caught the driver looking at her in his rearview mirror several times and it gave her a good indication of the attention she was about to receive on her journey to the Coast. Caleb was exposing her. She wished she'd gone ahead and worn her sunglasses. Without them, she was going to be forced to acknowledge every stare, every look her way. She had nothing to hide behind. Her heart was racing, but it wasn't all nervousness. There was a little arousal mixed in. She was vulnerable. And she had to be honest, she liked it.

As the car pulled up she smiled at the driver and thanked him for the ride. He watched her exit the car and she was sure he got a thrill from seeing her strut away. She fished her travel card from her bag and swiped it at the terminal. The gate opened for her and she returned the card to her bag. She was already attracting a lot of stares. The men were ogling her. The women were looking at her too, some with disbelief and some with what could only be described as disgust. One woman smiled at her and winked. She grinned back, and keeping her head high Amber made her way to the platform to catch the train. She hadn't expected the traffic to be as light as it had been, which meant she had arrived a little earlier than she anticipated. She now had to wait almost ten minutes for the train to arrive. As she waited she could feel eyes on her. A pair of teenage boys that definitely should have been in school were openly staring, prodding each other and whispering. An old lady was shaking her head, a man in a business suit was attempting to be subtle in his admiration of her and yet another man was making no such attempt, his mouth agape while he stared.

She decided that she would try and find a seat on the train. While the skirt would ride up when she sat, her modesty would, for the most part, be preserved. By sitting down, Amber would attract less attention. She wasn't used to being noticed, and she was starting to feel a little self conscious about it. Finally, the train arrived and she boarded quickly. She had been hoping for a window seat, but despite the later time, the train was already quite full. This was a popular line. She found a seat about half way along the carriage, with a lot of heads turning her way as she walked down the aisle. She carefully lowered herself into the seat managing not to expose herself, but it was a close call.

Amber suddenly became hyper-aware of her surroundings. Now she definitely wanted her sunglasses to hide behind. Everywhere she looked her eyes met someones. The man she'd sat next to was looking at her with raised eyebrows and was licking his lips. There was a man in the window seat in the aisle across from her who was looking past his female companion and staring at her. His companion was not impressed and shot Amber a filthy look before giving the man the evil eye and whispering angrily at him. The two teenagers from the platform appeared to have followed her and seated themselves with a view of her and were clearly trying to see up her skirt. She realised that almost every person within her vicinity was either surreptitiously or openly looking her way. She pulled out her phone and plugged in her headphones. At least this was a good way to avoid having conversation forced upon her.

As Amber predicted the warmth of the weather outside meant the train's air conditioning was set to high. She became cool and her nipples responded by pushing through her lace bra and forming two hard points in the thin white shirt. Each time the train pulled into a station more people got on than were disembarking The train became so full that it wasn't long before people began standing in the aisles. One man saw Amber when he was getting on and bee-lined to stand near her. He stood closer than was necessary and his crotch was level with her face. He stared at her and she could see the bulge in his pants begin to grow. She tried to avert her eyes by looking out the window, but that lead the man next to her think she wanted to speak to him. He smiled sleazily at her and she could see his mouth moving but the music blasting through her headphones drowned out his words. She gave a thin smile, averted her eyes and decided the best course of action was to simply look at her phone and avoid noticing any of the attention she was getting.

Thankfully Caleb had put her on an express train so she arrived at Helensvale station in a relatively short amount of time. She removed her headphones and returned them and her phone to her bag. She took out her travel card and grasped it in preparation. The transfer time between train and tram was not long so she had to hurry. As the train slowed, she stood and made her way down the aisle to the door. She excused herself as she passed the man with the erection. He made no effort to move out of her way and she was forced to brush past him, the sudden lurch in his pants indicating he didn't mind. One of the teenagers nudged his friend and she approached and the both stared at her body as she walked by them. Others already waiting by the door also stared at her.

She felt both terrified and emboldened by the stares she was receiving. She had been slightly worried about wandering hands or being cornered and assaulted, but Caleb had put thought into her route and seemed to have placed her on busy and very public lines. She guessed this was to protect her as it was, she hoped, unlikely anyone would try something with so many witnesses. The relative feeling of safety in numbers meant she was in a strange way able to enjoy the exposure. The train stopped and the doors opened. She wasn't familiar with this station and needed to pause to read the signs to ensure she didn't take any wrong turns. She got her bearings and made her way to the tram interchange and swiped her travel card to gain access to the terminal.

She paused to hastily read the board that would tell her which platform her tram was on. She located the line she was after and headed to the correct area. There were two trams already there, and she boarded the tram that would take her to the Broadbeach station as instructed. Despite being the start of the line, the tram was already full, and there were no seats available. She was going to have to stand. Again, all eyes were on her. She glanced at the onboard display and saw that the journey to her next stop would take almost 40 minutes. She sighed quietly as nervousness began to take over again.

She placed herself at one of the standing rails near the doors of the tram, so she could hold on without needing to reach overhead. There was a man standing here too who unsurprisingly was trying desperately to get her attention while she fished around in her bag for her phone and headphones, and a blonde woman who looked to be in her mid-twenties so engrossed in her book she didn't notice Amber, or seemingly anyone else aboard. The woman looked familiar but Amber couldn't immediately place her, perhaps she had been on the same train she'd just transferred from. She finally found her phone and quickly jammed the buds into her ears. Her timing couldn't have been better as it seemed the man had finally plucked up the courage to speak to her, but closed his mouth and averted his gaze when he realised she would not hear him.

The tram lurched a little as it pulled away form the platform and Amber stumbled on her feet. The man instinctively reached out his arm to steady her. She regained her balance and smiled her thanks to him. His hand lingered on her arm, his grip slightly firm with the outside of his hand pressing into her breast. Her instinct was to tense up. Overall, she was okay with being admired, but she did not want that admiration to venture into unwanted physical contact. The man sensed her reaction and quickly let go of her. He suddenly became very interested in the scenery passing them by as they made the journey into the heart of the Gold Coast.

The time passed quickly enough and Amber found the rhythm of the tram as it moved from station to station relaxing, although her feet were beginning to hurt in the heels. She checked the screen and saw it was only 2 more stops until she was to disembark. This was it, she was only minutes away from meeting up with Caleb. She turned off her music, unplugged the headphones and put both in her bag. She pulled out her compact mirror and lip gloss and reapplied the red shade to her lips. Amber also checked her hair in the mirror and gave her reflection on quick look over before returning the items to her bag. One more stop to go now. She had her travel card in hand and was tapping nervously on the hand rail. The announcement came over the speakers to announce the next stop was Broadbeach.

The woman previously reading put her book away and stood in anticipation of exiting. She saw Amber as she neared the door and gave her a healthy look over as she made her way to the exit. As the tram stopped and the doors opened Amber could feel the woman's eyes on her as she exited the tram ahead of her. Amber swiped her card at the terminal, then made her way to the pick up bay outside the station. The woman followed her. Amber wasn't sure how long Caleb would be, but she was reluctant to sit down. Her feet had begun to hurt and she thought if she sat now she might not be able to stand again. The blonde woman approached Amber, smiled and said "Nice shoes". Amber smiled. "Where did you get them?"

"They were a gift from a friend", Amber replied.

"Well, they suit you. Your whole outfit is..." She trailed off and admired her body, and Amber felt a blush begin on her cheeks. She smiled shyly at the woman and the woman smiled back.

"I'm Jenny", she said.

"Amber".

"If you don't have plans I know a great coffee shop nearby. We can go for a drink?"

"Oh, um", Amber began. The woman was pretty, with a petite figure and piercing blue eyes. Just as she was about to find the words to let Jenny down, a car pulled up. It was black and sporty looking, with two doors and tinted windows. Amber didn't recognise the car but as she turned back to continue talking to Jenny she saw the passenger side window roll down. Her breath caught in her throat as she saw Caleb lean over enough to signal her. He must have rented it as this wasn't his usual car.

"The friend who brought you the shoes?" Jenny enquired.

Amber grinned and nodded in response "The whole outfit actually".

Jenny returned her smile and responded "He has good taste. Have fun!" And with that she walked away.

Amber felt flattered that the woman had the courage to talk to her. Women were much more subtle than men and less threatening when they flirted. It gave her a little confidence boost. Amber took a deep breath and looked towards the car. This was it, the beginning of her weekend with Caleb.