For several calendar month now I had been fixated by the woman on the bus, always the Lapplander bus, there was only one every half hour.

I had first noticed her hurt business-like show, she always had a very expensive looking suit on. By now, I had counted somewhere around 15 dissimilar suits, or combining. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous high heel brake shoe.

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

Her presence seemed to radiate disdain for her feller travellers, or maybe, it was just total indifference.

I had studied her so closely, I couldn't believe at times that she hadn't been mindful of my scrutiny, but she never showed any signaling that she had.

I guessed her to be, probably, eight to ten years one-time than my twenty.

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

I envied her beauty, her sense of manner, her bearing, well, everything really.

To this point, I hadn't had, not even the faint, intimate mentation about her, it's not what it was about, it was simply fascination.

Then came a day, when I was stood right succeeding to her, with the bus filled to capacity. The first affair I became aware of, was her perfume, not mighty, 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 stir, but enough to give me a false sense of affaire with her. She, however, showed not the slightest sign of noticing.

A few days later, I found myself stood following to where she was seated. She was reading some brochure or former held in one handwriting, the former hired hand holding the side of the butt in front, steadying herself.

A rather turgid guy wanted to shove 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 presence of my skirt was pressed against the metacarpophalangeal joint of her script. My born reaction 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 crotch was now pressed quite hard to the hand, with no immediate escape. Then he was passed and I could propel away from the ghost.

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

The woman's vox, shook me from my thoughts,"alibi me, would you take care, I need to get out,"a hand lightly touched my arm. It was her. I tried to make enough outer 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 response to the touch, I could feel them stiffening and I was horrified, feeling them clearly pressing at my presence. I quickly sat in the now vacant keister, as I pulled my cardigan across my front. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been aware of my frontal show. No one was, but had I seen the adult female coup d'oeil back at me as she got to the front end of the bus ? There was now a definite thrill between my legs, I felt close down to tears with embarrassment.

Further journeys followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the slim awareness of me. Until one day, I had taken a empty bottom. The driver had shouted for people to,"motion along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our positions reversed from the previous alike encounter.

On the same stretch of twisty road where she'd had to hang on, I had to do the Lapp. 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 form it was. As I looked, her trunk turned around, and exactly as had happened to me, somebody wanted by.

My heart were glued to my hand, strange thoughts going through my head. Would her front touch me ? I realised with a electrical shock that it was what I was waiting for. Then it did, again just a brief bump, seconds later though, it was repeated but seemed to press against my knuckles for recollective. This happened respective More fourth dimension until the bus hit a bad bump and I felt her crotch grinding on my hand.

I dragged my eyes away, trying to hook a look at her face. She was looking toward the front of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘ stopover'push. My helping hand went between her legs as she stretched, I could actually feel the heat. Then she was gone.

I found that day a conflict, my thoughts simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her puss had been to my hired man, only separated by the fabric of her clothes. Each time my thinking dwelt on it, I would find my face get hot and my panties 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 panties around my ankles, furiously rubbing my button. It must deliver been the quick orgasm that I've ever had, my body had needed the outlet but it didn't use up away the tenseness within me.

My thoughts for this woman had now changed. I craved for her touch.

I sat there for ages with my eyes closed, dreaming of her organic structure against mine, even of her undressing me and then to touch me. All this time, I had been unconsciously playing with my clit again. I felt another orgasm building up, I squeezed my eyes tight, trying to reckon it was her wanking me, and I reached my other mitt under, to force my finger up my kitty. I almost fell off the potty derriere, as I climaxed, it was shattering this time, mind-blowingly intense.

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

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

It was barely a moment later when I felt her hand insistence against the exterior of my thigh. I went strict with shock, I couldn't move, even had I wanted to. Her deal was hidden by the coat laid over my lap.

Her eyes gazed down the bus as if everything were normal. But they weren't ! Her fingers caressed along my leg, sometimes gently squeezing. My hands were clenched together on top of my coat, I could see the knuckles turning white. The manus was on top of my leg, I felt her grip my skirt and then it was sliding up my leg. Her hand went beneath the hem and she was pushing my ramification apart before her handwriting was gliding between my thighs.

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

I didn't want to, but I croaked a delicate 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 mo, I won't be capable to complete you, but I'm going to give you my scorecard, will you ring me ?"

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

She took a identity card from a wallet she'd had in her lawsuit jacket,"You will surround ?"

"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 look-alike, she was trading operations Director.

When I got to my workplace desk, I was the only one there. There are normally only three of us in my room. Of grade, I thought, Beth was away on a course for a brace of twenty-four hours and Tim was on holiday. An saint opportunity to sound Angelica right away. I waited nervously while the headphone rang, then a strange voice answered,"Good morning, Ms Davis'role, how may I help ?"

Of course, I was thrown, I didn't know what to respond as I hadn't told angelique my public figure."Oh, er, she's expecting a margin call from me, jennet Peters."

"Ah, are you her travelling companion ?"

That was well-off,"Yes, that's me."

Seconds later, a more familiar interpreter came on,"You called then, your gens's jenny ass, my secretary William Tell me. I did hope you would, I was a little worried that I might receive pushed you a little too quickly on the bus, did I ?"

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

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

But I did feel shy, I've never spoken to anyone about this variety of affair, 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 paw that day, I had a wicked day at body of work, I kept thinking of your strawman rubbing my hand and I got very hot and bothered, I had to go to the washroom."

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

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

"And ?"She asked.

"I had two orgasm in a few minutes. And then today when you touched me, I was so close again, if there had been one Thomas More hitch I would sustain cum."

"Do you want to cognise what I'm doing now, Jenny, just listening to your voice and your little tale ? I have my skirt pulled up and my panties are around my ankle joint, my fingerbreadth are in my pussy and I'm wanking myself. Are you alone, can you join me ?"

I hitched my skirt, then pushed the crotch of my soaking wet panties aside. My fingerbreadth dived on my clit,"I'm playing with my clit now, angelica, I do so love your name."

"I wish that was me playing with you right now, jenny, can I kiss your little clitoris for you ?"

"Oh, yes please, I wish you would, and will you put some fingers inside my pussycat and fuck off me ?"So, I pushed three finger's breadth as deep as I could inside myself,"angelica, you've got three fingerbreadth inside me now, it feels so nice."

"Fuck !"jenny, I'm going to cum, are you ready to cum for me yet ?"Her words shocked me, they didn't fit her image at all.

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

I could hear Angelica moaning and saying,"That's it, cum for me baby."

Then I was soaked,"Oh fuck !"

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

"I think I just peed myself, the floors soaked. You made me cum so hard, I've got to pick up before someone comes,"then I giggled, realising what I had said.

"William Le Baron Jenny, can you get an afternoon off, or maybe an stretch forth lunch break ?"

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

"Yes, I want to see you today, in fact, I must see you today. Do your best, my footling buff. Thanks for making me cum by the way. Oh, and restrain thinking about my cunt that's waiting just for you."

I could get swooned, I was over the moon, all my ambition were coming true. I couldn't waiting for dejeuner time to come around, the clock hands didn't seem to move. My party boss had been quite glad for me to take the afternoon off, there was goose egg very much going on.

I rang angelique's oeuvre, the secretary said she was in a group meeting but had been expecting me to send for. She asked me what time I would be usable and what my work address was, explaining that a car would pick me up out front. It seemed an second thought when she asked what I liked to booze

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

My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the facade of the immense edifice, the number one wood opened my room access for me before I had time to do it myself, he pointed the master entrance,"The desk will be expecting you, young lady Peters."

The lift took me to the eleventh floor, I'd never been so richly before. The door open up to an incredibly expensive looking reception country, A smart Old noblewoman sat at a desk.

"You must be jennet,"she said,"angelica wasn't faulty, you are very pretty,"she continued, giving me an appreciative look. There was a light in her eye when I blushed. She beckoned me to follow her and led me into an post, the the likes of of which I've never seen.

A huge antique desk dominated one part of the elbow room, various pamphlet neatly stacked on it. The other half of the room had two monumental brown leather couch, a beautiful large glass low tabular array between them. There were a few other composition of furniture dotted about.

Two glasses and a bottleful of White River wine in an ice bucket were on the tabular array, next to them was a tray of chocolates.

"Angelica asked me to apologise, she won't be very long. Help yourself to some wine and make yourself comfortable, you won't be disturbed by anyone."

I poured myself a glass, it was absolutely delicious, never have I tasted anything like it, I bet it was expensive. I studied the recording label, I'd never heard of it, quickly I jotted it down in my notebook computer, ‘ Pernand Vergelesses Premier 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. ( source's note ; £46 a bottle )

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

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

"It's what I have for special visitors 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 find pleased.

She poured herself a methamphetamine 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 field glass from me and placed them both on the board. Her hired man took hold of my own, her knee joint touching mine, as she studied my face."You're beautiful you know, now, will you osculate me please ?"As she pulled me towards her.

Now remember that I've never been kissed by a fair sex, I didn't know what to expect and I felt extremely unquiet, but I watched her mouth as they came close to mine.

Her lips were so flaccid, 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 making love, don't be afraid, you want to have it off 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 arms. The candy kiss seemed to hold out forever, I was in heaven, at end, this woman was touching me, I never wanted the kiss to end. Her spit teased my lip, I opened to her and her tongue came into my mouth, searching for my own, they danced together, rhythm and round they twirled, I felt myself shiver, even though the elbow room was warm.

She pressed me back, to lay on the couch, as her hand cupped my breast. I heard myself moaning softly from thick in my throat as she caressed and squeezed my breast, I stroked along her arm to her helping hand and then pressed it harder to me.

"Angelica, please have sex me, I've been yearning for this present moment, I'm not afraid anymore, tell me what to do, what you want."

She broke from our kiss, pushing up a slight,"I want to see you, may I ?"As she reached for the button 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 pretty 1 on today.

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could perpetrate my blouse off,"A forepart fastener, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her head dropped to my tit, I felt her hot breath before her lips fastened around a nipple. It didn't get adult, it couldn't, my nipples were both, already larger and intemperate than I had known before. Her tongue circled around and then I felt her dentition 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 hands at my waist, they were unfastening my wench. She sat up and slid away from me, as her hired man took hold of my skirt and panties at the same time, then she eased them down, with her center fastened on my trunk as more and more was uncovered. I lifted my rose hip to ease the way, then they were off. I lay still as her gaze feasted, she was smiling.

A hand came to caress my belly, her fingerbreadth tracing in circles as she teased."No tomentum,"I just heard her whisper.

Her face leaned down to my mound and her lips kissed, her fingers now very lightly tracing over the lips to my pussy, I could barely finger them, but it was enough to produce me clench. Her lips followed her finger's breadth down,"You smell divine, my love, I knew you would."

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

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

digit were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my inside, it was so gentle and loving. I almost shouted when her mouth enfolded my clitoris. She had pulled one of my leg off the couch and now knelt between my thighs. Her oral fissure continued to work at my clit, sucking, nibbling, and kissing.

I could feel my body responding, it was reaching for a climax. She felt my urgency,"Cum for me infant, let it go."I convulsed violently, my rosehip thrusting to see her, then I was on a wave, the orgasm driving me savage, I could hear the unusual racket I was making, I didn't attention, this cleaning lady was taking me somewhere I'd never been before.

She was stroking my look, gentle buss on my rim,"Did you like that little one ?"

I grabbed her human face and pulled her sassing hard to mine, and I kissed her harder than I knew I could. A kiss 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 taste even though I knew it was haywire. 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 hands over her, feeling her shape, her shoulder, the gibbousness of her breasts and her hips. I pressed a fiddling between her legs as she spread them wider.

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

I leaned and kissed her throat, as my fingerbreadth worked on her blouse. then I was kissing the top of her breasts, I was now heroic to see them. I lost my will to go slowly and snatched her blouse off her shoulders to let it fall behind. She saw my need, so she reached behind to unmake her bra, easing the straps from her shoulders until it fell away.

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

Finally, she reached and pulled my headspring to her, I opened my mouth to take a teat between my back talk, it felt so good, I could've sucked forever.

Her deal took hold of mine, guiding them to her bird 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 wiggle, then it was in a lot at her ankle.

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 stomach, I took the wind, planting candy kiss everywhere. My fingers lowered the top of her panties, my oral cavity following. I came to a tiny trilateral of hairsbreadth and I paused for my tongue to trickle through it.

My fingers were tracing up her stocking apparel legs, to the suspender that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a person before, only pictures in fashion powder magazine, they felt erotic to me. I found her panty, then I had a blow, they were the crotchless eccentric, this was even more erotic. I could feel her sass bulging through the porta, much larger sassing than mine. I allowed my fingerbreadth to gently play with them.

My tongue dropped away from her tomentum and was at her snatch. My fingers opened her, my tongue diving in, the perceptiveness was marvellous. I had thought that I might not like it, but now I knew how wrong I'd been. I dipped, licked and sucked, getting as a great deal of her as I could. I moved my lingua, seeking for her button, my fingerbreadth filling the space my glossa had left.

Her button was also larger than mine, not vast but rather evident, protruding from its goon. My back talk went to it, first I kissed it, over and over, then allowed my spit to tease at it.

I heard folder go flying to the trading floor as she lay back on the desk, her legs coming to my berm."jenny, for God's sake, jazz me,"

I worked my fingers in and out of her, harder and faster, at the same clip nibbling her clit between my dentition. My other hand found her ass, I had only intended for it to hold her, but somehow I felt her ass hole.

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

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

My finger's breadth went back to her ass and again I tried to inscribe her, this time, with just a little pressure level I felt it give, my finger slid inside to be gripped tight. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my whole finger's breadth was disappearing into the heat of her astuteness, she ground her ass down forcing me even further, I began to slide it in and out, as she bucked in time with my fingering.

Her thighs were gripping my caput, 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, operose now !"She held me close, with her hands and branch as her unhurt dead body tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

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

Her Word of God made my heart sing and I cried tears 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 cacoethes of the moment.

We returned to the sofa, her holding my script. We drank Thomas More vino and she unwrapped a chocolate to weight-lift it between my mouth. She was staring into my eyes.

Trying to stay fresh my part steady, I asked her,"Do you really jazz me, Angelica ? I mean right love."

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

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

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

I cried into her neck as I cuddled her to me and kissed her shoulders."Angelica, I've loved you for age, I just wouldn't admit it to myself, I didn't know I could have intercourse a woman but now I know I can and I do."

The end .