Getting felt up on the underground
Hi, this happened pre lockdown, but just found this site. If you know London, you know that at peak times the tube is rammed, people are body to body, everyone is touching. This of course means you sometimes feel something against your bum or another part of your body, and you can't be too sure if you are being groped or its someone's bag. I think most the time it's a hand, I don't mean to brag but I have quite a nice a*** ha ha. It's small but round, and I don't mind guys checking me out so often where quite figure hugging trousers, jeans, dresses etc, so I also get groped, and I have got used to it.
This day, tube is mega packed, and I am feeling squashed, I was heading home from the gym and had yoga pants on so was kinda expecting a grope. When it happend I was like, oh, there it is. I could tell it was a finger not a bag. Normally I would move but I decided to just see what happened. At first it was light touches, testing if I would notice, then he got more brave, his hands stroked my bum cheeks, still I didn't move, then to my shock, his finger went between my legs. I am luck enough to have the fashionable 'gap' and I had quite a wide stance for balance. Intrigue led me to let it happen, and he got quite brave stroking what was my embarrassingly sweaty crotch. Clearly I was making his day, letting him do this, and ashamed as I am of it it arroused me quite a bit. Then the train jolted and his hand slammed in to my bum, I had to turn around, and he had to apologise. I looked down and he was clearly hard in his trousers, and it looked like maybe there was a wet patch, he may have c** his pants (there was a pause before the jolt). I just turned back around.
When I got home I was pretty h****. I basically jumped my boyfriend for sweaty s** before a shower, he will never know that it was a sad man on the tube that had made me want it. I'm Kat btw 26 from South London