The Maglev

It was still a longer journey by train from Chicago to San Francisco. Overall it took just over 6 hours on the new Maglev train. The train wasn’t really new technology. The Japanese had them running commercially for a few years now, but this was one of the first in the US and Alex smiled to himself. He had to admit he was a little excited by the prospect of riding in his own first-class cabin in a train the didn’t even touch the ground.

Alex wore his normal 3 piece worsted wool suit. Unlike other tech billionaires he didn’t feel the need to dress like a college student on a budget. His crisp white Jermyn Street shirt was more comfortable than any t-shirt. His Savile Row tailor travelled to him now, not the other way around. Privileges of wealth. He preferred to dress and buy things conservatively. No flashy sports cars or huge houses. Half of his main house in Naperville was underground giving the impression that it was much smaller than it actually was. He nicknamed it “The Tardis” as an inside joke. He was still a little geeky after all.

The driver pulled up to the first-class entrance for the train. A hostess greeted him as he stepped out of the car. Porters were already offloading his luggage from the back and putting it onto, what looked like, hotel trollies. She was immaculately dressed and groomed as the air hostesses were on the best airlines. “Good Afternoon Mr. Trenchard. I’m Maria and I’ll be looking after your boarding process. I have your boarding pass here and I can show you to your cabin.” She smiled with just a hint of flirtation. “Excellent! Lead on.” He admired her tight uniform skirt from behind and imagined that she must work out a bit.

As they walked through the buildings onto the platform, she continued to give him a run down. “The first-class dining car is open for the entire journey and our chefs will prepare almost anything you require. We also have an outstanding wine list for you to choose from.” She turned and smiled with obvious pride and again with a little twinkle in her eye. Alex allowed himself to feel slightly flattered, but quickly reminded himself that he was a low-key celebrity, so it was almost natural that some women flirted harmlessly with him. The cabin was a suite and as such it was basically two separate rooms. The bedroom area and the lounge area. Maria looked at him again with a slight smile. “Your assistant has already arrived, so she can fill you in on the details”.

For a moment Alex couldn’t understand what she was saying. Firstly his PA was a man, not a woman. He did have an assistant in the Chicago office, but she wouldn’t travel with him. She was based in Chicago. Curious now, he decided not to say anything to the delectable Maria.

“If you need anything,” she was still talking, he’d missed a bit. “just dial 55 on the internal phone.” He saw the twinkle again, but now he thought he knew why. A shared secret like a wink. She opened the door for him, and the porters followed him in with his luggage and placed the cases onto the dedicated racks.

In the lounge sat a vision of loveliness. Long dark hair framed her classical features and a slim long neck drew his gaze down to her blouse showing a hint of cleavage. Her skin was creamy white, and a dark skirt covered a firm pair of toned legs.

“Um, hello?” he ventured, “and who might you be?”.
“Hello Alex, I’m Anne”, she said with a slight smile. Alex was taken aback by her direct confidence. He wasn’t going to ask her what she was doing in his suite. The confidence in her answer told him she knew she was in the right place.
“You look a little confused.” She smiled at him.
“Well it isn’t every day you find a beautiful woman in your suite, so yes, I am a little perplexed.” He had regained some composure.
“Would it be better if I left?” She already knew the answer.
“No, of course not.” He felt a tightening in his stomach muscles. “Stay, please. As my guest”.

He still had no idea who she was and where she had come from, but he wasn’t going to pretend that she wasn’t a very welcome distraction. His security guys at the office would be frantic if they knew. He’d probably have to tell Geoff Talbot, his head of security, and probably endure a lecture from the grizzled ex-Royal Marine on operational security.

They ordered room service for two. She ordered the sole meuniere and a Chevalier-Montrachet Grand Cru. Alex chose a Wagyu steak with a more conservatively priced St- Emilion Bordeaux. The food, as promised, was exquisite. Alex was surprised at how comfortable he felt in the company of a strange attractive woman, but he was completely at ease. The conversation they had was not what he would have expected from a young woman in her late twenties or early thirties. She was remarkably well informed and seemed to know an almost uncanny amount about bleeding edge technology.

He found himself gazing into hazel colored eyes which seemed to pull him in with some hypnotic magnetism. There was a pause in their conversation as he poured the remains of the white wine into her glass. Alex picked up the phone and asked Maria to bring another bottle and two fresh glasses.

“I’m going to powder my nose,” Anne said standing “be back in a second to continue our discussion.” Her timing was perfect again as the train must have hit a blank spot on the rail and bucked slightly. It was enough to make her fall against Alex and he reached out to help her. The next moment he could smell her subtle fragrance and her mouth was inches from hers. His pulse quickened and in what seemed like a completely natural move, he leaned forward and kissed her. She responded by opening her mouth slightly and squeezing his bottom lip between hers.

He gently held her face as their combined hunger grew. There was no awkwardness as the moves seemed to have been choreographed and practiced by them many times. She felt the familiar wetness grow as he pressed his swollen pants against her.

“You’re goin g to ruin those pants.” She growled as her voice deepened from the passion. “Let’s get more comfortable” he said standing and taking her by the hand into the bedroom. He unbuttoned her blouse as she removed his shirt. They both fell onto the bed and went back to kissing as their desire temporarily distracted them from undressing each other. He moved his kisses lower, over her perfect breasts and immediately reached around to unclip her bra. She straightened her arms and pulled it off, her heart beating rapidly in anticipation.
Anne groaned with pleasure as he kissed and softly took her erect nipples in his teeth. Just as suddenly he started moving down to her stomach. She threw her head back as he kissed lower and lower. She was so wet now it was beginning to soak her panties as he unclipped and unzipped her skirt. He kept her panties on and moved his mouth over them. She was starting to feel lightheaded as he suddenly pushed him away so that she could catch her breath.

“Let’s get those pants off.” She demanded.
“That sounds like a great idea.” Alex relied breathlessly.

He breathed in deeply as she swiftly took down his pants and freed his erect cock. Her fingers felt electrically charged as she wiped the pre-cum from the head. Her slender hands cupped his balls and then ran up his shaft. He moaned. He pushed her back. He wanted the intensity to last longer. He drew her in towards him again and pushed his rock-hard member against her panties.

Maria knocked briskly on the suite door. There was no reply, so she brushed her master key card against the door and walked into the lounge area of the suite with the bucket of chilled white wine and two glasses. A few minutes ago, when Alex had ordered the wine, she didn’t think it would be necessary to be cautious about entering. As she glanced through the partially open sliding door between the lounge and the bedroom, she was greeted with Anne sitting on the bed facing her with her head thrown back in ecstasy and Alex’s head firmly between her legs. After the initial shock, Maria carefully placed the bucket and two fresh glasses on the table. Neither of the two had seen her yet. The sexual curiosity was too much. She peered around the corner to watch the theatre unfold, as her own arousal began to make itself known.

Alex managed a final flick of his tongue on Anne’s engorged clitoris, before she pulled his head up. “I want you inside me now” she insisted. Alex drew himself up and Anne wrapped her hand around his swollen cock and guided him towards her wetness. There was a second of resistance and then he plunged deep inside her. She moaned and opened her eyes wide. Maria saw that she stared right at her, then smiled and did a slow erotic wink. Maria was now very aroused and slipped her own hand down her blouse and underneath her bra. She squeezed her soft breast as she stared at the two lovers.

After his initial few thrusts, Alex slowed, pulling almost all the way out and then pushing the entire shaft in slowly. Anne moved her hand down to feel him entering her. Her two fingers on either side of his erect cock and pressing against herself. She moved her hand up and started to play with her clit.

She watched as Maria slid her own hand down her skirt. She felt her own wetness and saw Anne watching her. She’d never thought she was turned on by other women, but to feel herself while being watched by another woman who was herself being fucked madly, was a huge turn-on. She rubbed herself as the familiar warmth spread up her legs. She was going to cum after a couple of minutes! She had never been so turned on. Her head was spinning as her breath grew ragged through her open mouth.

At the same time Alex started to quicken the pace. He wanted to make this last, but the desire to fuck this amazing woman was just too much. Anne was now rubbing herself furiously and her body stiffened. She felt the tingling begin as her orgasm started. She threw her head back as wave after wave washed over her. She shuddered in absolute ecstasy.

This was all too much for Alex as her felt her contractions around his cock and he started to cum, exploding inside her and jerking out of his rhythm. His hot cum squirting into her tight throbbing body.

The sight and sound of the two lovers coming in unison was enough to make Maria crest over the top of her own mountain, waves of orgasm filling her own body as her legs weakened and she slid down the adjoining wall. She quickly recovered blushing with embarrassment and neatened her clothes. She was spent and envied Anne who could now lie in her lover’s arms.

That had to be the best orgasm she’d had in years! She stood up shakily and quietly left through the suite door.

Anne and Alex lay next to each other as they recovered without talking. After several minutes they started to kiss again.

They made love three more times that night as the train flew on towards the destination.

In the early hours of the morning, Maria came in with breakfast for both of them. She saw Alex in a deep sleep in the bed and assumed Anne was in the bathroom. She woke Alex gently. “Mr. Trenchard.”
“Ummf..yes, sorry” Alex croaked.
“We’ll be pulling into the station in 35 minutes.” Maria said professionally. “I’ve left breakfast on the table in the lounge area”.
“Oh. Ok. Thank you, Maria.” Alex said, slowly coming to his senses. “I hope coffee is included in that.” He said with half a smile.
“Of course, sir,” she grinned back.
“Where is the lady that was here with me?” He looked a little confused.
Maria was going to indicate the bathroom, but she saw the door was open. Where was Anne?
“I’m not sure sir, perhaps she went to the dining car for something?”.
“Of course, you’re probably right.”
“I’ll leave you to eat your breakfast and change, sir.” Maria said, walking towards the door.

Alex Trenchard never saw Anne again after that point. He was met by his driver at the station and asked him to wait, so that he could catch her as she disembarked. He left puzzled. Perhaps she had left before him? The inevitable thoughts of security came to him, but nothing was missing, and he had no confidential items on him.

In the days afterwards he endured the mandatory lecture from his security chief and expected some strange demand to come of this. He was wealthy, but he wasn’t in a relationship and no “sex tape” was posted online, so it was all a little mysterious. He began to think it had all been a wonderful dream.

A full month after the train ride his security chief came into his office.
“Yes, Geoff?” Alex asked.
“We’ve concluded our investigation of your mystery guest, sir”. Geoff spoke with military precision.
“Oh. And?”
“Nothing sir.” He looked crestfallen. “And I do mean nothing. Not a record, not even CCTV footage. Even the CCTV on the train shows nothing. Not one picture of her. We interviewed the hostess and she also remembers her and describes her in detail, but there is not a single thing to prove she was actually on the train.”
“This is very odd. I think I found something myself though.” Alex answered.
“Sir?”
“A file on my phone. With details of technology that is groundbreaking to say the least. I have my senior engineers and lead scientists looking at it, and they tell me that this technology is beyond anything they’ve ever see. It will take years to analyze.”

They were both practical men. The unspoken dialog that went between them in that instant would stay unspoken.

“As I said, sir”. Geoff recovered, “the investigation is concluded.”