For respective months now I had been fixated by the charwoman on the bus, always the Same bus, there was only one every half hour.

I had first noticed her saucy business-like appearance, she always had a very expensive looking wooing on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen different suits, or combinations. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous high heel place.

I knew she sometimes wore stockings because I saw the top of one when she was in the centre of rising from her seat and the bus gave a sudden pitch, she had been thrown back to the seat, a little untidily, and there was that glimpse.

Her bearing seemed to radiate patronage for her buster travellers, or maybe, it was just total indifference.

I had studied her so closely, I couldn't believe at clock time that she hadn't been aware of my scrutiny, but she never showed any sign that she had.

I guessed her to be, probably, eight to ten years older than my twenty.

I was a fairly confident person, but I reckoned that she left me standing. At time she almost looked haughty, although, I felt that was a bit unjust of me.

I envied her beauty, her sense of trend, her mien, well, everything really.

To this pointedness, I hadn't had, not even the vaguest, intimate idea about her, it's not what it was about, it was simply fascination.

Then came a day, when I was stood right next to her, with the bus filled to capacity. The initiative thing I became aware of, was her essence, not muscular, just subtly beautiful and obviously very expensive. I wished I knew what it was.

Several times, I was pushed against her, not much more than a touch, but enough to commit me a false sense of intimacy with her. She, however, showed not the slightest augury of noticing.

A few solar day later, I found myself stood next to where she was seated. She was reading some booklet or other held in one hand, the other hand holding the position of the seat in front, steadying herself.

A rather large guy wanted to squeeze passed me, so I inched forward a little but still, he pushed me further, the bus was as usual, packed. Suddenly, I became aware that the front of my skirt was pressed against the knuckles of her hand. My natural response was to try and move back but I found that I couldn't, the guy doing the squeezing by, was simply too big. I fact, my privates was now pressed quite hard to the hand, with no immediate leak. Then he was passed and I could proceed away from the touch.

I glanced at her, but just, as common, there was no indication that she'd even noticed. I, however, felt myself boot, the middleman had been electric and I realised that it had excited me. I felt disgusted with myself for such feelings.

The cleaning lady's voice, shook me from my thought,"Excuse me, would you take care, I need to get out,"a hired hand lightly touched my arm. It was her. I tried to relieve oneself plenty space for her as I could but it hadn't really been enough, her arm was pressing on my breasts as she manoeuvred by, then she was gone.

My nipples tingled in answer to the touch, I could feel them stiffening and I was horrified, feeling them clearly pressing at my front. I quickly sat in the now vacant rear, as I pulled my cardigan across my front. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been mindful of my frontal display. No one was, but had I seen the woman glance back at me as she got to the front end of the bus ? There was now a definite chill between my legs, I felt close to weeping with embarrassment.

Further journey followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the flimsy knowingness of me. Until one day, I had taken a vacated seat. The driver had shouted for the great unwashed to,"move along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our positions reversed from the previous similar encounter.

On the same reach of winding road where she'd had to advert on, I had to do the same. Her backside bumped against my hand, then was gone. It was repeated once or twice more. I was staring at her ass, thinking what a beautiful contour it was. As I looked, her torso turned around, and exactly as had happened to me, someone wanted by.

My centre were glued to my hand, strange thoughts going through my creative thinker. Would her front match me ? I realised with a shock that it was what I was waiting for. Then it did, again just a brief swelling, seconds later though, it was repeated but seemed to weightlift against my knuckle for yearner. This happened respective more sentence until the bus hit a bad gibbousness and I felt her privates grinding on my hand.

I dragged my centre away, trying to nobble a look at her face. She was looking toward the front man of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘ occlusive'button. My hired man went between her peg as she stretched, I could actually find the heat. Then she was gone.

I found that day a conflict, my thoughts simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her pussy had been to my mitt, only separated by the cloth of her clothes. Each time my thoughts dwelt on it, I would find my aspect get hot and my scanty were definitely getting wet, I found myself pressing my fingers down between my legs.

Finally, I gave in, I rushed to the washroom, thank God it was empty, then I was sat with my step-in around my ankles, furiously rubbing my clit. It must deliver been the speedy climax that I've ever had, my body had needed the sacking but it didn't take away the tautness within me.

My opinion for this fair sex had now changed. I craved for her touch.

I sat there for ages with my eyes closed, dreaming of her body against mine, even of her undressing me and then to rival me. All this fourth dimension, I had been unconsciously playing with my clit again. I felt another orgasm building up, I squeezed my center tight, trying to imagine it was her wanking me, and I reached my other hand under, to pull my digit up my pussy. I almost fell off the toilet tush, as I climaxed, it was shattering this time, mind-blowingly intense.

Some Day later I was waiting for the bus, I now carried my coat, the pelting had cleared and it was now quite warm up. When I had got on, I saw her standing further along the bus but she didn't search my way. There was a vacant window seat, I excused myself to the guy sat next to it and squeezed in.

It was a couple of hitch later when he stood to leave. Suddenly, she was there beside me. My heart skipped and I knew I was flushing thick red, I just couldn't help it.

It was barely a moment later when I felt her helping hand public press against the exterior of my thigh. I went fixed with shock, I couldn't movement, even had I wanted to. Her deal was hidden by the coating laid over my lap.

Her eyes gazed down the bus as if everything were formula. But they weren't ! Her finger's breadth caressed along my leg, sometimes gently squeezing. My hands were clenched together on top of my coating, I could see the knuckles turning white. The hand was on top of my leg, I felt her hairgrip my doll and then it was sliding up my wooden leg. Her paw went beneath the hem and she was pushing my legs apart before her hand was gliding between my thighs.

I heard her voice, just a whisper,"You've been waiting for this, haven't you ?"

I didn't want to, but I croaked a soft sigh of,"Yes."

She was rubbing hard at my clit, as I tried desperately to sit still in my seat.

"My stops coming in a minute, I won't be able to finish you, but I'm going to grant you my notice, will you ring me ?"

"Yes, I will, as soon as I get to work."

She took a board from a wallet she'd had in her suit of clothes crown,"You will ring ?"

"Yes, I promise."I looked at the card and saw that her name was Angelica Davis, her job title astonished me, but then again, it did fit her figure, she was operations Director.

When I got to my piece of work desk, I was the just one there. There are normally only three of us in my room. Of course, I thought, Beth was away on a course for a couple of days and Tim was on holiday. An apotheosis opportunity to phone angelique right away. I waited nervously while the phone rang, then a unusual voice answered,"goodness break of day, Ms Miles Dewey Davis Jr.'place, how may I help ?"

Of course of instruction, I was thrown, I didn't know what to resolve as I hadn't told Angelica my public figure."Oh, er, she's expecting a telephone call from me, Jenny Peters."

"Ah, are you her travelling companion ?"

That was easy,"Yes, that's me."

indorsement later, a more familiar vocalisation came on,"You called then, your figure's Jenny, my repository tells me. I did Hope you would, I was a little worried that I might hold pushed you a petty too quickly on the bus, did I ?"

"No, you didn't. I know I was queasy, but I've been dreaming about you for ages."

"And what do you dream about me, jenny ass, please don't be shy with me, I think we can say that we've passed that point, don't you ?"

But I did sense shy, I've never spoken to anyone about this kind of thing, and I really didn't expect it to be a woman if I did."I, well, I think about you touching me."

"How do you mean, touching you, Jenny ? And do you do anything about it when you think of me ?"

"After you rubbed against my hand that day, I had a terrible day at employment, I kept thinking of your forepart rubbing my bridge player and I got very hot and nettle, I had to go to the washroom."

"Yes, that was a nice feeling your knuckles rubbing into my slit. So come on, finish telling me what you did."

"I was so wet and tingly, I had to go and play with myself and while I did, I pretended it was you doing it to me."

"And ?"She asked.

"I had two orgasms in a few second. And then today when you touched me, I was so close again, if there had been one Thomas More stopover I would give birth cum."

"Do you want to know what I'm doing now, Jenny, just listening to your voice and your picayune history ? I have my skirt pulled up and my pantie are around my ankle joint, my fingers are in my pussy and I'm wanking myself. Are you alone, can you join me ?"

I hitched my skirt, then pushed the privates of my soaking wet scanty aside. My finger dived on my clit,"I'm acting with my clit now, angelica, I do so have a go at it your name."

"I wish that was me playing with you right now, Jenny, can I snog your little clit for you ?"

"Oh, yes please, I wish you would, and will you put some fingers inside my pussy and wank me ?"So, I pushed three fingers as deep as I could inside myself,"Angelica, you've got three digit inside me now, it feels so nice."

"screwing !"jennet, I'm going to cum, are you gear up to cum for me yet ?"Her words shocked me, they didn't fit her image at all.

I couldn't answer properly, I was already there, my climax was building fast,"Ohhhhhh, I, oh shiiiiiiit !"I stammered as it hit me

I could get a line angelica moaning and saying,"That's it, cum for me baby."

Then I was soaked,"Oh nookie !"

"What's the matter, baby ? William Tell me."

"I think I just urinate myself, the base soaked. You made me cum so hard, I've got to houseclean up before person comes,"then I giggled, realising what I had said.

"Jenny, can you get an afternoon off, or maybe an go luncheon break ?"

"I'll see what I can do and then ring you, is that okay ?"

"Yes, I want to see you today, in fact, I must see you today. Do your best, my little lover. Thanks for making me cum by the way. Oh, and hold on mentation about my pussy that's waiting just for you."

I could take swooned, I was over the moon, all my aspiration were coming true. I couldn't hold for luncheon meter to come around, the clock hands didn't seem to move. My boss had been quite happy for me to rent the good afternoon off, there was aught very much going on.

I rang angelique's study, the secretary said she was in a meeting but had been expecting me to call. She asked me what clip I would be available and what my body of work destination was, explaining that a car would nibble me up out front. It seemed an second thought when she asked what I liked to fuddle

Wow ! I thought, little me being picked up by a troupe car, that'll hold them something to talk about around the office.

My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the facade of the huge construction, the driver opened my doorway for me before I had metre to do it myself, he pointed the primary entryway,"The desk will be expecting you, misfire Peters."

The lift took me to the eleventh base, I'd never been so gamy before. The doorway open to an incredibly expensive looking reception area, A smart onetime lady sat at a desk.

"You must be jenny ass,"she said,"Angelica wasn't legal injury, you are very pretty,"she continued, giving me an appreciative look. There was a twinkle in her eye when I blushed. She beckoned me to follow her and led me into an office, the the likes of of which I've never seen.

A huge antique desk dominated one part of the room, respective folders neatly stacked on it. The other half of the elbow room had two massive brown leather sofas, a beautiful great field glass low table between them. There were a few other pieces of furniture dotted about.

Two eyeglasses and a bottle of white wine in an ice pail were on the table, adjacent to them was a tray of chocolates.

"Angelica asked me to excuse, she won't be very long. serve yourself to some wine-colored and make yourself well-heeled, you won't be disturbed by anyone."

I poured myself a glass, it was absolutely delightful, never have I tasted anything like it, I bet it was expensive. I studied the label, I'd never heard of it, quickly I jotted it down in my notebook, ‘ Pernand Vergelesses prime minister Cru 2015 ’. I knew it was a Burgundy, it said so on the back, but other than that, it meant nothing, except I loved it. ( writer's note ; £46 a bottle )

I had only just sat on the sofa, when Angelica walked in,"Hello, Jenny, my love, sorry I kept you, something came up I needed to cover with, but now I'm innocent, there'll be no calls for at least the adjacent couple of hours. Oh, I see you have some wine-coloured, I hope you like it ?"

"It's incredible, you're spoiling me, it must cost a bomb."

"It's what I have for special visitor and you're certainly that,"Angelica told me. I knew I was blushing again, she seemed to make me do that a lot, but I did feel pleased.

She poured herself a deoxyephedrine then came and sat beside me, she chinked her glass to mine and said,"Here's to us,"then she took a sip. She took my glass from me and placed them both on the table. Her bridge player took hold of my own, her knee joint touch mine, as she studied my face."You're beautiful you know, now, will you kiss me please ?"As she pulled me towards her.

Now remember that I've never been kissed by a woman, I didn't know what to anticipate and I felt extremely uneasy, but I watched her brim as they came close to mine.

Her lips were so voiced, so gentle as they feathered mine, I looked up at her eyes, she was still watching me. She whispered to me,"Let yourself go, my love, don't be afraid, you want to love me, I can see it in your eyes, and I so want to love you."

Then she kissed me properly, I felt myself sink into her limb. The kiss seemed to finis forever, I was in Heaven, at live on, this woman was touching me, I never wanted the kiss to end. Her tongue teased my sassing, I opened to her and her tongue came into my mouth, searching for my own, they danced together, bout and bout they twirled, I felt myself shiver, even though the room was warm.

She pressed me back, to lay on the sofa, as her hand cupped my breast. I heard myself moaning softly from cryptic in my pharynx as she caressed and squeezed my breast, I stroked along her arm to her hand and then pressed it laborious to me.

"angelica, please bang me, I've been yearning for this consequence, I'm not afraid anymore, differentiate me what to do, what you want."

She broke from our buss, pushing up a little,"I want to see you, may I ?"As she reached for the clitoris of my blouse. Slowly she undid them from the top first, she spread the blouse wider as she went, gradually exposing my bra. The thought crossed my mind, thank God I had one of my really reasonably I on today.

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could draw my blouse off,"A front fastener, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her heading dropped to my breasts, I felt her hot breath before her lips fastened around a tit. It didn't get bigger, it couldn't, my nipples were both, already larger and difficult than I had known before. Her tongue circled around and then I felt her tooth nip and pull, I gasped aloud, then I heard her say,"You like that, mmm, so do I."

She came back up to kiss me, as I felt her workforce at my waist, they were unfastening my annulus. She sat up and slither away from me, as her script took cargo deck of my skirt and step-in at the like fourth dimension, then she eased them down, with her oculus fastened on my consistence as Thomas More and more was uncovered. I lifted my pelvic girdle to alleviate the way, then they were off. I lay still as her gaze feasted, she was smiling.

A hand came to caress my stomach, her digit tracing in lot as she teased."No whisker,"I just heard her whisper.

Her face leaned down to my mound and her backtalk kissed, her fingers now very lightly tracing over the rim to my snatch, I could barely feel them, but it was plenty to make me grip. Her lips followed her fingerbreadth down,"You smell divine, my love, I knew you would."

Her tongue probed, and I jerked hard, as she then delved between my lips, it was bliss.

My hands were at my breast and I tweaked and pulled on my nipples.

finger were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my inside, it was so gentle and loving. I almost shouted when her rim enfolded my clit. She had pulled one of my branch off the sofa and now knelt between my thighs. Her mouthpiece continued to work at my clit, sucking, nibbling, and kissing.

I could feel my dead body responding, it was reaching for a climax. She felt my urgency,"Cum for me child, let it go."I convulsed violently, my hips thrusting to meet her, then I was on a wave, the orgasm driving me wild, I could get word the strange noises I was making, I didn't caution, this cleaning lady was taking me somewhere I'd never been before.

She was stroking my face, gentle osculation on my backtalk,"Did you like that little one ?"

I grabbed her face and pulled her back talk hard to mine, and I kissed her harder than I knew I could. A snog built of passion and the love I knew I felt for her."Wow,"she said,"that was some kiss."

She reached for our wine and passed me mine, I gulped a mouthful even though I knew it was wrong. I needed it.

"testament you undress for me now please, angelique ?"

She stood, pulling me up with her,"No, you undress me."

I smiled and ran my bridge player over her, feeling her form, her shoulder, the protrusion of her breasts and her hips. I pressed a small between her legs as she spread them wider.

I unbuttoned her jacket, folding it carefully, to place on the table. Then I felt the outline of her white meat, squeezing through the material.

I leaned and kissed her throat, as my fingers worked on her blouse. then I was kissing the top of her white meat, I was now desperate to see them. I lost my will to go slowly and snatched her blouse off her shoulder to let it decrease behind. She saw my need, so she reached behind to unmake her bra, easing the shoulder strap from her shoulders until it fell away.

I gazed in awe at the beauty of her breasts, I hadn't seen another woman's before, I was dumbstruck, I just stared.

Finally, she reached and pulled my head to her, I opened my mouth to pick out a tit between my lips, it felt so full, I could've sucked forever.

Her manus took hold of mine, guiding them to her skirt top, I found the button and then the zipper, and eased it down over her ass. I pushed the back of her skirt down as she gave a squirm, then it was in a heap at her ankle joint.

She stepped out from it, then pulling me with her, she walked backwards to her desk. Her bum rested against it as she spread her legs wider.

Her hands guided my header to her venter, I took the hint, planting kisses everywhere. My fingers lowered the top of her pantie, my mouthpiece following. I came to a lilliputian triangle of pilus and I paused for my tongue to trickle through it.

My digit were tracing up her stocking fit out legs, to the suspenders that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a mortal before, only pictures in fashion mag, they felt erotic to me. I found her panties, then I had a shock, they were the crotchless eccentric, this was even more erotic. I could feel her lips bulging through the possibility, much larger back talk than mine. I allowed my fingerbreadth to gently play with them.

My knife dropped away from her whisker and was at her pussy. My finger opened her, my tongue diving event in, the taste was wonderful. I had thought that I might not like it, but now I knew how wrongfulness I'd been. I dipped, licked and sucked, getting as much of her as I could. I moved my tongue, seeking for her push, my digit filling the space my tongue had left.

Her clit was also declamatory than mine, not immense but quite a patent, protruding from its tough. My lips went to it, first I kissed it, over and over, then allowed my tongue to tease at it.

I heard folders go flying to the story as she lay back on the desk, her leg coming to my berm."Jenny, for God's saki, have intercourse me,"

I worked my fingerbreadth in and out of her, harder and faster, at the same clock time nibbling her clit between my teeth. My other hired hand found her ass, I had only intended for it to sustain her, but somehow I felt her ass hole.

"Yes, touch me there, digit my ass."

I explored where I had never been before, I felt her ass maw pucker as I touched it, I pressed into it but it didn't spread to me. I realised it was dry and my finger needed lubricating, so I joined it with my former digit that were wanking her pussy, it was oozing wetness.

My finger went back to her ass and again I tried to enter her, this meter, with just a little press I felt it give, my finger's breadth slid inside to be gripped tight. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my whole finger was disappearing into the estrus of her depths, she ground her ass down forcing me even further, I began to slither it in and out, as she bucked in sentence with my fingering.

Her thigh were gripping my head, her fingers in my hair as she writhed against me, she was now moaning loudly.

"Jenny, I'm going to cum, you're making me cum, unvoiced now !"She held me loaded, with her work force and legs as her whole body tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

Her legs fell away, her hands pulling at my head to bring me up and over her body. I lay on top as she pulled me into a fuddled embrace,"My beautiful lover, my God I love you."

Her words made my heart sing and I cried split of joy, I had pleased this woman that I now realised I loved so deeply. She had said she loved me, I so hoped it was meant and not just said in the warmth of the moment.

We returned to the lounge, her holding my hand. We drank more wine and she unwrapped a coffee to press it between my lips. She was staring into my eyes.

Trying to keep my voice steady, I asked her,"Do you really love me, angelica ? I mean proper love."

She softly touched my nerve,"Yes I do baby, I've desperately wanted a new making love in my life. I've seen how you've been looking at me for hebdomad, I've seen how you blush when I've brushed against you. I had begun to hope that I'd found that sexual love with you, I think I have, would like to be my girlfriend."

I gave a dreadful girlish squeal, then jumped into her arms.

She whispered in my ear,"testament you come base with me tonight ? I don't know your situation, in fact, I don't know anything about you but I do know I that want to know everything there is. I want to realise you happy."

I cried into her cervix as I cuddled her to me and kissed her articulatio humeri."angelique, I've loved you for ages, I just wouldn't admit it to myself, I didn't know I could make out a womanhood but now I know I can and I do."

The end .