The train rattled through the night, a steady rhythm against the tracks. Nikolai lay on his bunk in the cramped sleeper car, staring at the ceiling, when the door slid open. Valentina, the conductor, stepped inside. She wore a tight blue uniform, her tits straining against the fabric. The skirt hugged her hips, stopping just above her knees.

"Comfortable, Nikolai?" she asked, her voice a low purr. "I saw you watching me in the corridor. Don't lie."

He swallowed. "You're beautiful."

She smirked, stepping closer. "I know. Sit up. I want to show you something."

He sat on the edge of the bunk. Valentina turned her back to him, then slowly unbuttoned her uniform shirt. She peeled it off, revealing a red lace bra that barely contained her massive tits. She looked over her shoulder. "Like what you see?"

"Fuck yes."

She turned around, cupping her tits. "These get so heavy on long shifts. You want to help me?"

Nikolai reached out, but she slapped his hand away. "Not yet. First, you watch."

She unzipped her skirt and let it fall. Her ass was round and firm, barely covered by a matching red thong. She bent over to pick up the skirt, giving him a full view of her plump ass cheeks. "My pussy's been wet since I saw you. You think I don't notice you staring at my legs?"

"I couldn't help it."

She hooked her fingers under her thong and pulled it down, revealing a neatly trimmed bush and the pink lips of her