Public in front of strangers, bet lost

A stop on the track - inconspicuous, quiet, and yet full of excitement. The windows slightly open, the air vibrates. Strange glances meet me, linger, linger. Every moment feels like a secret game in which nobody says anything, but everyone knows exactly what is happening. This crackling between curiosity and desire, between public and secret, makes me addicted. I love it when strangers watch - without a word, just with their eyes. A video about the attraction of being seen - about the thrill that arises when coincidence turns into pure lust.