The Fleeting Moments that Last

I can still feel the way Mistress snuggles up to me as I nibble on her neck. I can still taste her lips pressed against mine….

And it was all to sort as I watched Mistress’ subway continue uptown.

Something Happens When We Descend to the Depths……of NYC That Is

So, I realized something tonight–Mistress and I have some kind of a subway fetish. No really, we do.

finding bliss in the NYC subway….

so Mistress and i were able to get together for a bit tonight, and spend some much needed time together, and enjoy some mediocre thai food.  but the company was so good that it more than made up for the relatively bad food.

then Misttress and i headed for the the subway–the yellow line in NYC (n, r, q, w). what has become customary is that i wait with Mistress on the platform for Her train, and then i make my way toward my train. it gives us more time together–and to be honest i am pretty sure Mistress will adm it to this as well, it helps Her feel good.

(to digress slightly, the first time Mistress and i went out, i offered to walk Mistress from the subway we were on over to Her line. She told me it was not necessary, and based on some writings, conversations and the way we are now, i think Mistress wishes She would have said yes that night.)

back to this topic though.

Mistress and i have used that time on the the platform waiting for the train for pda (i had to ask too-public display of affection). so as we walked down to the platform tonight, i smiled a little–yes because i knew i would be able to just hug and kiss my Mistress, but also thinking back to the first night of the subway pda…

it goes back to last winter-when Mistress and i met at Ruby Foo’s on manhattan’s upper west side. the stated reason for this meeting was to end our relationship. a bunch of shit had gone down, and we both walked in thinking this was the beginning of the end.

we walked out holding hands, and i turned to Her and asked, “so where are we now?” and She turned to me and said, “i am your Mistress.”

we ended up on the platform of the 1 train-and as we were waiting, Mistress stood against a pillar on the platform-and i was so overwhelmed that i kissed Mistress deeply and passionately. this continued on the 1 train from 77th all the way to 42. a train full of commuters, and the two of us groping and kissing.

now, subways are a fact of life if you live and work in nyc.  and as a daily rider, i see a lot. yet somehow i am reminded of this moment of pure passion each time i am on the subway.

and more importantly, that same passion conitnues today, some 10 months later.

so tonight, walking through the station, heading to the platform-i was happy. i knew this was time for me and Mistress to turn off the world and just be together. somehow, we do this in the middle of the nyc subway.

certainly it makes all the other times standing on platforms, and packed into cars far more enjoyable. and to be honest, there is something about the pda that gives me a rush-its so far out of normal character for me-that its exhilarating, just as Mistress is.