I couldn’t help myself. I dropped my bag handle and gripped her head, tilting it so I could have maximum access to her tongue. She sucked on me and drew me in, while one of my hands trailed down her side. I hadn’t really noticed as I was coming down the escalator, but now it registered in my brain that she had on a short trench coat and a skirt. I wanted to know what she had on underneath and I got harder from wondering. We weren’t near any other people so I tried to feel through the silky skirt and it seemed like there were no other layers or ridges… she was naked under there and I felt my need for her ratchet up.