Train Ride to an Open Relationship and Forbidden Encounters Note: As per my other stories, the character names are all changed on the off-chance that there is someone who recognizes any of the descriptions of living arrangements or furniture. If this is the first story of mine that you are reading, I have stories before this - while the other stories are not necessary to read, they do help to build up some backstory to where I was in my life at the time. Once again, while the verbal interaction may not be accurate, the physical interaction is to the best of my recollection. --------------------- I hadn’t seen Alexa in about a month when Bill and I decided to make a trip up to visit her. Bill and I had another friend who went to the same college Alexa did, so we knew we would have no problem finding rooms to sleep in – at least we thought we wouldn’t when we were initially making the plans. Erin and Ashley decided they wanted to come to, and Bill was too nice to say no to Erin. I asked Alexa if it was ok to have Ashley come as well, and she actually seemed happy to have her stay as well. We got a ride from Judy to the train station early Friday morning and we were off on our train minutes later. We managed to find a group of seats facing each other that weren’t occupied and then settled in for the long trip. Even though we were only a five-hour drive from Alexa’s college, the train had to stop in five pretty major hubs on the way. Between the train and the ninety-minute bus ride from the station to campus, we were looking at half our day being gone and arriving around dinnertime. We talked excitedly for a bit before Bill decided that he was too exhausted from a long night and was going to sleep across the aisle so he could try to lay down for a bit. “So who are we all staying with?” Erin asked, politely continuing the conversation. “Ashley and I are going to stay with my girlfriend. Her roommate is out of town visiting her boyfriend for the weekend,” I answered. “I think you’re welcome to stay there as well, but Bill was talking to Ethan earlier this week and he seemed to be figuring something else out.” Ethan was a good friend of Bill’s and mine from home. …and then things took a turn
