A Satisfactory Way to Hide

Author's note: This is another short (for me) story. I hope you like it. As always, please post your comments it encourages to write more stories.

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Jasper Cooper was sitting on a Shinkansen (a Japanese, Bullet Train) on his way to work. A young woman asked him if the seat opposite him was taken. He invited the woman to take the seat and they talked.

The woman's name was Erika. She was slim with plain facial features. Like Jasper, she lived in a cheaper town and worked where the accommodation was more expensive. Thus, they travelled the train each day to and from work.

They met most week-days on the train and became almost friends. They were both born in Australia to Japanese parents and worked in Japan to get overseas experience. Jasper was a project manager with an engineering company and Erika was a junior negotiator and translator for a big, multinational company. Neither were married or were in a relationship. They hardly had contact with their parents and neither had many friends. Their excuse was that they were concentrating on their dead-end careers.

One day, the train stopped for no apparent reason. However, Erika started to panic and Jasper tried to calm her. "Do you smell that?" asked Erika. "It smells like a burning electric motor."

Although, Jasper could smell the smoke he tried to reassure Erika by saying, "Each carriage has multiple electric motors. They'll probably isolate the damaged one and then we'll be on our way."

"No," said Erika, in a panic. "We need to get off NOW." She stood up, flung her day pack over her shoulder and ran to the nearest exit. By the time Jasper had stood up and shouldered his backpack, Erika had released the doors, using the emergency lever, and was trying to climb out of the train.

"Wait, wait," said Jasper, annoyed but still willing to help his new friend. "I'll get off first."

"HURRY!" yelled Erika, so Jasper quickly disembarked and helped Erika off the train. He was surprised to feel her well-muscled waist. "RUN!" yelled Erika and ran down the sloping embankment.

Jasper caught up with Erika hiding in a culvert of the old railway, about four-hundred metres from the train. Erika was squatting against the concrete with her head buried in her hands. Jasper looked back at the train to see smoke rising from the carriage in front of the one they were in.

"That doesn't look right," said Jasper.

Erika opened her eyes and said, "Jasper, Jasper, quickly... hide."

Jasper approached Erika to help calm her when there were several massive explosions. He was knocked to the ground in front of Erika who helped him into a kneeling position and hugged him tightly.

The explosions stopped and Jasper saw the carnage: the only recognisable parts of the train were twisted bogies. The rest of the train was smouldering bits and pieces. "We must help them," said Jasper, though he couldn't see any survivors.

"NO, NO, RUN!" said Erika and dragged Jasper through the culvert and out the other side.

An open vehicle, similar to a jeep, arrived and four, armed men in uniform scanned the wreckage. Jasper was surprised that help had arrived so quickly and was about to call out when Erika wrapped her hand around his mouth. The men disappeared over the embankment and then Jasper heard intermittent gun fire.

He climbed the embankment to the vehicle and videoed the men wandering through the wreckage and occasionally killing any survivors. He slid down the embankment back to Erika, who trembled in shock. The men finished their merciless killing and returned to the vehicle.

Erika grabbed Jasper's hand and led him down the dry watercourse to hide amongst some bushes. Erika was still in shock and shaking whereas Jasper was stunned with confusion. "We need to leave," said Erika, a little bit more in control.

Jasper thought for a moment and realised she was right. He looked at their surroundings and said, "This watercourse must flow into a creek or something when it rains. That creek will flow into a stream, then a river, an estuary and harbour. Somewhere, along the way, there must be a village, town, city or somewhere where we can report what happened. Right?"

Erika nodded, though she didn't seem convinced. However, she was keen to move away from the murderers with their guns. They slowly made their way downhill and came to the outskirts of a town. They saw a police station and Jasper was about to leave the bush when Erika grabbed his arm and said, "Wait."

Jasper frowned and looked to her to give him a reason to wait. He heard a vehicle coming and hid when he saw it was the murderers' vehicle. It stopped at the police station and three of the four men entered the station while the fourth kept watch.

Several minutes later there were gunshots and the three murderers came out of the station. They all climbed into the car and left.

"We must find shelter," said Erika and Jasper agreed.

They sheltered in a derelict hut. Jasper sat and starred at Erika. He had many questions to ask but settled for, "How did you know?"

Erika bit her lip, sighed and answered, "I dreamt it."

"What... what did you dream?" asked Jasper.

"This may take a while," answered Erika, a lot calmer than before.

"Okay," said Jasper and he unpacked a Trangie stove to make tea.

"Do you always carry that?" asked Erika, as Jasper boiled the kettle.

"No," answered Jasper. "I started my holidays today and thought that I would do some hiking to see some of Japan."

"That explains your big backpack today," said Erika.

"Yes," answered Jasper, as he passed her a brew, "but that doesn't explain your dreams."

"I had reoccurring dreams over the last few weeks and sometimes they changed," said Erika, as they sipped their tea. "I kept dreaming that the train would blow up and... I died... Then I dreamt that I would meet you on the train and that you would save me. I also dreamt of the murderers in that... um..."

"Let's call it a jeep," prompted Jasper.

"Yes... a jeep," tears welled in her eyes as she said, "and they shot the people." She wiped her eyes and added, "And I dreamt that those murderers would kill the police officers.

"But... I think that I may have put us in danger."

"How?" asked Jasper, suspiciously.

"The dreams seemed so real and bothered me so much that I rang the police and told them about my dreams," answered Erika. "And I think that's why those murderers are looking for me."

Jasper thought that Erika might be a bit paranoid but... her dreams did seem to come true. "Okay," he said, "Let's be cautious and say they are chasing you. Did you tell them about me being in your dreams?"

"No," answered Erika. "They didn't take me seriously and hung up on me."

"Okay," said Jasper, "Well someone has taken your dreams seriously, otherwise those men would not have arrived so quickly after the train stopped. That makes me think that they were somehow responsible for the explosions.

"We need to stay off grid for a while to let the authorities catch the murderers. Meanwhile, we need to avoid the murderers. Let's switch off our phones so they can't track us."

They switched off their phones and thought of what to do. Jasper looked around and said, "I only have one sleeping bag and it'll get cold tonight. Let's find some cheap accommodation in the next village."

"We can't use credit cards or electronic banking," said Erika.

"Agreed," agreed Jasper, "but I have some cash for travelling that we can use for a while."

"Thank you," said Erika, as she stood up, "for helping me."

"Thank you, Erika," said Jasper. "I might be dead if it wasn't for you."

Erika bit her lip and nodded.

They found a very cheap hotel, showered, ate some takeaway and returned to the hotel. Jasper put a pillow on the middle of the double bed.

"What's that for?" asked Erika.

"For your protection," answered Jasper.

"Are you a rapist?" asked Erika, with a smile.

"No," answered Jasper, defensively.

"Oh, I see. You're gay," said Erika.

Jasper defended himself by saying, "No I'm not."

Erika took the pillow off the bed and said, "There's not enough room for a pillow and the two of us. Don't worry, I won't steal your virtue."

Jasper laughed and unpacked pyjamas. He saw Erika looking at him so he passed her the top of the pyjamas and he put on the pants. They watched the news but didn't see anything about the murderers. However, the news did report the train crash and that there were no survivors.

Jasper didn't sleep well. He kept on thinking about Erika sleeping beside him and spent most of the night trying to hide his erection.

They bought a cheap phone and used it without a SIM card to watch the news using the free WiFi within the hotel or the village library. They waited for two days but there was no news about the murderers.

On the third night, Erika climbed into bed, next to Jasper, and said, "I'm not sleeping well, are you?"

"No," answered Jasper.

"I can't because... well... because I'm frustrated," explained Erika.

"About the murderers not being caught?" asked Jasper.

"Oh... ah... that too," answered Erika. She sighed, braced herself and said, "I know that you have an almost constant erection when you sleep beside me and... well... that gets me... excited."

Jasper bit his bottom lip and said, "Sorry. I um... can sleep on the floor."

"Or..." suggested Erika, "we can have sex. If it doesn't work out then we'll know but if it does then we can possibly sleep better."

Jasper froze. He'd never been propositioned like that before. He always had to work up enough courage to proposition a woman and here was this woman coming onto him so that they could sleep well.

Erika frowned and meekly said, "Am I that ugly."

"What? No," answered Jasper. "You're very... um... desirable... um..."

"You are gay, aren't you?" asked Erika.

"No," answered Jasper.

"Are you a virgin?" asked Erika.

"No," answered Jasper. "It's... just... you know... surprising. I sort of... usually... work up to... sex..."

"Stuff that," said Erika and stripped off her pyjama top exposing her small, pert breasts. She bit her lip, gazing at Jasper, expectantly.

"Right," said Jasper and stripped off his pyjama pants. Erika raised her eyebrows so Jasper dropped his boxer-shorts to expose his semi-erect penis.

Erika smiled and stepped out of her white, tanga underpants exposing her cleanly shaved pubic-mound.

"Um... condoms?" asked Jasper.

"Are you diseased?" asked Erika.

Jasper shook his head and answered, "No opportunity to catch anything."

"Me too," said Erika, "but I'm on the pill, although, I didn't bring them with me."

Jasper nodded, dropped to his knees and nuzzled his nose into her slit. She pulled away so Jasper looked up at her and asked, "Is this a problem?"

Erika looked down at Jasper, smiled, said, "No," and pushed her hips forward to present her slit to him.

Jasper smiled and slowly licked along her slit. Erika had small outer-lips and negligible inner-lips. However, his tongue passed over her largish clitoris. He spread her lips with his thumbs and kissed her glans. Erika's body trembled.

Erika pushed Jasper's head away and said, "Wait a minute." She ran to the bathroom and returned with a towel. She spread it on the bed and laid on it. "I don't want to sleep on a wet spot."

Jasper smiled and crawled onto the bed between Erika's legs. He licked her slit again and she spread her legs wider. Her clitoris protruded from her labia and twitched, invitingly. "Is that a problem?" she asked.

Jasper shook his head and answered, "No, why?"

"Some men find my clit intimidating," answered Erika.

"I don't see why, it's beautiful," said Jasper, still staring.

"Then suck it," suggested Erika.

Jasper buried his face into her vulva. He latched onto her clitoris and sucked it into his mouth. He flicked its glans with the tip of his tongue.

"Oh... my... god..." exclaimed Erika. "That... that feels so... so good."

Jasper was encouraged and sucked harder on Erika's clit. He bobbed his head up and down as he flicked her clit with his tongue. He put all his effort into stimulating Erika's clit and it paid off.

Within a few minutes, Erika gasped, "Fuck... I'm...gonna come..." Almost immediately Jasper tasted her tart ejaculate. He stopped flicking her clit but eagerly drank her come as he sealed his mouth around her vulva. "Oh, fuck yeah," gasped Erika.

Erika clamped her thighs around Jasper's head. She rolled onto her side and Jasper rolled with her to prevent his neck being broken. She mounted his face, held his head against her crotch and face-fucked him. Moments later she stopped thrusting, her body shuddered and his mouth filled with her come.

Erika opened her eyes, released his head -- luckily he could breath through his nose or he would have asphyxiated -- and said, "Sorry... it's been so long since... you know..." Jasper nodded his head. She looked behind and saw his erection. She smiled and said, "Sixty-nine," as she spun around and licked the tip of Jasper's glans.

Jasper was again motivated to perform cunnilingus as his glans slipped into Erika's soft mouth. He licked Erika's creamy come off her vulva and out of her vagina, as she sucked more of his shaft into her mouth. He latched onto her clitoris again, and sucked it as she stroked his shaft with her soft, delicate hand. He bobbed his head up and down on her clit, hoping to encourage her to do the same to him. It worked, and soon they were blowing each other.

Erika squirted onto his face and he drank as much of her come as he could. She lifted her vulva off his face after she stopped trembling and concentrated on wanking his dick. "I'm going to come," gasped Jasper and Erika stroked faster. "Fuck," said Jasper, with drawn-in breath and came.

"There she blows," joked Erika, as Jasper shot his load over his belly. He giggled at her joke as he released his semen and the tension in his body. Erika released his flaccid penis and he felt her playing with his ejaculate on his belly. He didn't care, like most men, he just wanted to relax after coming.

Erika dismounted Jasper. "Lazy bastard," she said, when she saw his eyes closed. "Clean up your mess," she said and rubbed his semen on his face. He opened his eyes and she said, "I'm not going to clean up your mess," as she scooped up more of his semen and wiped it on his lips. Jasper just wanted to sleep so he opened his mouth and let her feed him his come. She giggled as he closed his eyes and she fed him the last scoop.

Jasper rolled onto his side and felt Erika's small breasts press against his back as she spooned him. He fell asleep and didn't wake up until Erika slapped his buttocks and said, "Get up, sleepyhead. We've got to check out soon."

Jasper asked Erika, "Did you sleep well?" as he abluted and packed his backpack.

"Like a log," answered Erika, with a big smile.

"Me too," concurred Jasper.

"Same again tonight?" asked Erika, with a mischievous smile.

"All for a good night's sleep," agreed Jasper.

Erika laughed and for the first time since leaving the train wreckage they happily hiked to the next village. Each evening Jasper performed cunnilingus on Erika and then she'd wank him off in the sixty-nine position or kneeling beside him. If he wasn't quick enough, after coming, she'd feed him his semen and call him a lazy bastard for not cleaning up his mess. He was usually quick enough to wipe up his own come but sometimes he was just too tired. Besides, Erika seemed to enjoy watching him suck his come off her fingers. Sometimes, she'd even masturbate during the process.

There was still no news about the murderers being captured so they decided to do something about it. They watched the video that Jasper took and it was very clear that the murderers shot any survivors amongst the train wreckage. They then piled the bodies onto the burning wreckage and they burnt until they were unrecognisable.

"We could send this video to the police," suggested Jasper.

"Contacting the police about my dreams didn't work before," said Erika.

"What about the media then?" asked Jasper.

"Social media?" asked Erika.

"No," said Jasper. "They could track us down. I mean the newspapers or TV news."

"There's that reporter who investigates corruption," said Erika. "We could send it to her if we could do it anonymously."

"I've got a Proton Mail account. We could use that," suggested Jasper. "We could send it from a library computer."

"Okay, let's do that, if you think it'll be safe," agreed Erika.

They sent the video and saw part of it on the news that evening. Thankfully something was happening but there was a setback when they heard that the reporter was killed in an accident the next day. The next night, their pictures briefly appeared on the news and the police were interested in interviewing them. They tried not to panic but were now more concerned for their safety.

"We need disguises now that our faces have been shown on TV," said Erika. She cut her hair short in a masculine style, removed all her makeup, wrapped cling wrap around her chest and dressed herself in Jasper's clothes. She turned to Jasper and asked, "What do you think?"

"Amazing," answered Jasper. "Luckily we're about the same size and my clothes fit you well. If you had a beard then you'd be unrecognisable as a woman."

"I'll be back," said Erika, using a deeper voice and then she grabbed Jasper's wallet as she left.

Jasper laughed and said, "See you later, Arnold."

Erika returned with her shopping and said, with a deep voice, "Strip."

Jasper removed his clothes as Erika tried using makeup glue to attach some of her hair to her chin as a beard. She shook her head, looked at Jasper and said, "I need pubic hair for my beard. Shave your body."

"My whole body?" asked Jasper.

"Yes, except the hair on top of your head," answered Erika. "You're going to wear my clothes."

Jasper shaved and Erika used his pubic hair to make a more realistic beard. She then cut and brushed Jasper's haircut into a more feminine style and said, "That'll have to do until you get a professional cut. Wash off."

Jasper showered and couldn't help noticing how sensual his body felt without hair. He slowly ran his fingertips over his smooth legs and progressed to his hairless genitals. He was about to wank and jumped when Erika said, "Time for that later. Dry off."

Erika made Jasper stand in front of the vanity mirror and said, "Watch what I do. You'll have to learn how to do this yourself." She explained the different makeup items and how to use them as she applied makeup to Jasper's face. He was concentrating on learning Erika's technique until Erika said, "What do you think?"

Jasper was shocked to see a beautiful woman looking back at him from the mirror. He frowned and the woman frowned. He looked more closely and yes, those were his eyes but the plucked eyebrows, mascara, slight amount of eye-liner, eye shadow, concealer, contour, foundation and blush, had changed the shape of his face. He looked... softer... more feminine. "It's amazing," answered Jasper. "How... how did you do that, Erika?"

Erika slapped his rump and said, "My name is... Leo, so call me that."

Jasper jumped from the slap but he liked the stinging of his buttock. "Okay... Leo," agreed Jasper, feeling a little scared of Leo's aggression but then he smiled as he saw Leo smiling in the mirror.

Leo caressed Jasper's buttocks and asked, "You liked that, didn't you?"

Jasper was embarrassed to answer but did say, "Yes, Leo" after Leo slapped his other cheek. He stuck out his buttocks and wiggled his butt and Leo used both hands to squeeze and separate his buttocks.

"What's your name, sexy?" asked Leo.

Jasper started to answer, "Jasp--" but was interrupted by a sharp, and exquisitely gratifying, slap to his buttocks. "JASMINE!" yelped Jasper and was rewarded with a sensual massage of his stinging buttocks.