The train jolted forward, and as it did, Tom and Jack shifted their positions, now standing directly behind Mrs. West. They could feel the warmth of her body, and they knew that their chance had come.
Tom reached out, his hand trembling with anticipation, and grazed the strap of Mrs. West's bra. She stiffened, but before she could turn around, Jack leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Don't move, teacher. We just want to have a little fun."
Mrs. West's heart raced, and her breath caught in her throat. She knew that she should reprimand the boys, but something about their touch sent a shiver through her body. She couldn't deny the thrill of being fondled by her students in such a public place.
As the train continued to rattle along, Tom and Jack took turns caressing Mrs. West's breasts, their fingers dancing over her sensitive skin. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, but she couldn't help but lean back into their touch.