In the quiet, early morning, a woman named Tayzay boards a train, her mind already racing with lust. She's a commuter with a secret, a desire that can't wait until she reaches her office. She sits, her legs slightly parted, her fingers tracing the hem of her skirt, inching it up. She's not wearing panties, her pussy bare and already wet. She begins to touch herself, her fingers gliding over her slick folds, her clit throbbing with need. She's lost in her own world, her body responding to her own touch, when a man enters the train car. He notices her, her eyes closed, her body writhing. He takes a seat across from her, his own desire stirring. He watches her, his hand moving to his crotch, rubbing his growing erection. The train lurches forward, the journey just beginning.