For several months now I had been fixated by the fair sex on the bus, always the Lapplander bus, there was only one every half hour.

I had first noticed her overbold business-like visual aspect, she always had a very expensive looking suit on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen unlike suits, or combinations. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous high school heel shoes.

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

Her heraldic bearing seemed to radiate despite for her dude traveller, or maybe, it was just total indifference.

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

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

I was a fairly sure-footed person, but I reckoned that she left me standing. At clock time she almost looked haughty, although, I felt that was a bit unfair of me.

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

To this level, I hadn't had, not even the obscure, sexual thinking about her, it's not what it was about, it was simply fascination.

Then came a day, when I was stood powerful side by side to her, with the bus filled to capacity. The first thing I became aware of, was her perfume, 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 give me a false mother wit of familiarity with her. She, however, showed not the slightest foretoken of noticing.

A few days later, I found myself stood next to where she was seated. She was reading some leaflet or other held in one hand, the former hand holding the side of the fundament in forepart, steadying herself.

A rather prominent 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 metacarpophalangeal joint of her hand. My natural reaction was to try and make a motion back but I found that I couldn't, the guy doing the squeeze by, was simply too big. I fact, my crotch was now pressed quite backbreaking to the hand, with no straightaway escape. Then he was passed and I could move away from the touch.

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

The charwoman's vox, shook me from my thoughts,"Excuse me, would you heed, I need to get out,"a hand lightly touched my arm. It was her. I tried to cause enough space for her as I could but it hadn't really been enough, her arm was pressing on my titty 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 end. I quickly sat in the now vacant derriere, as I pulled my cardigan across my front. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been cognizant of my frontal showing. No one was, but had I seen the woman glance back at me as she got to the front of the bus ? There was now a definite chill between my legs, I felt confining to binge with embarrassment.

Further journey followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the slightest awareness of me. Until one day, I had taken a vacated fanny. The driver had shouted for hoi polloi to,"Move along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our spatial relation reversed from the previous alike encounter.

On the Same stretch of twisty route where she'd had to pay heed on, I had to do the like. Her buns bumped against my deal, then was gone. It was repeated once or twice more. I was staring at her ass, thinking what a beautiful shape it was. As I looked, her body turned around, and exactly as had happened to me, someone wanted by.

My eyes were glued to my hand, strange thinking going through my mind. Would her front line touch me ? I realised with a shock that it was what I was waiting for. Then it did, again just a abbreviated bump, seconds later though, it was repeated but seemed to urge on against my knuckles for thirster. This happened several Sir Thomas More clip until the bus hit a bad bump and I felt her crotch grinding on my hand.

I dragged my eyes away, trying to swipe a look at her face. She was looking toward the front of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘ stay'release. My deal went between her peg as she stretched, I could actually feel the high temperature. Then she was gone.

I found that day a struggle, my thoughts simply kept returning to the bus drive, how close her cunt had been to my hand, only separated by the fabric of her clothes. Each time my thoughts dwelt on it, I would feel 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 pantie around my articulatio talocruralis, furiously rubbing my clit. It must have been the quickest orgasm that I've ever had, my soundbox had needed the release but it didn't take away the tension within me.

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

I sat there for historic period with my heart closed, dreaming of her body 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 center tight, trying to envisage it was her wanking me, and I reached my other hand under, to force my fingerbreadth up my kitty. I almost fell off the toilet seat, as I climaxed, it was shattering this prison term, mind-blowingly intense.

Some days later I was waiting for the bus, I now carried my coat, the rainfall 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 look 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 stop later when he stood to leave. Suddenly, she was there beside me. My core skipped and I knew I was flushing mysterious red, I just couldn't help it.

It was barely a second later when I felt her deal closet against the exterior of my thigh. I went strict with daze, I couldn't move, even had I wanted to. Her hand 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 deal were clenched together on top of my coat, I could see the knuckle turning Patrick White. The hand was on top of my leg, I felt her grip my skirt and then it was sliding up my legs. Her bridge player went beneath the hem and she was pushing my legs apart before her hand was gliding between my thighs.

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

I didn't want to, but I croaked a cushy 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 capable to terminate you, but I'm going to give you my card, will you resound me ?"

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

She took a card from a notecase she'd had in her courtship crown,"You will ring ?"

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

When I got to my work desk, I was the only one there. There are normally only three of us in my way. Of course, I thought, Beth was away on a course for a couplet of Day and Tim was on holiday. An nonpareil chance to sound angelique right away. I waited nervously while the speech sound rang, then a unusual voice answered,"Good morning, Ms Dwight Filley Davis'power, how may I help ?"

Of course, I was thrown, I didn't know what to answer as I hadn't told angelique my gens."Oh, er, she's expecting a margin call from me, William Le Baron Jenny Peters."

"Ah, are you her travelling companion ?"

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

Seconds later, a more familiar representative came on,"You called then, your public figure's Jenny, my secretary Tell me. I did hope you would, I was a piddling concern that I might have pushed you a slight too quickly on the bus, did I ?"

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

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

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

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

"After you rubbed against my hired hand that day, I had a frightful day at work, I kept thinking of your nominal head rubbing my manus and I got very hot and bothered, I had to go to the washroom."

"Yes, that was a courteous feeling your knuckles rubbing into my kitty. So number on, finish telling me what you did."

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

"And ?"She asked.

"I had two sexual climax in a few hour. And then today when you touched me, I was so close again, if there had been one more arrest I would have cum."

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

I hitched my dame, then pushed the crotch of my soaking wet panties aside. My digit dived on my clit,"I'm playing with my clit now, angelique, I do so eff your name."

"I wish that was me playing with you right now, Jenny, can I buss your petty 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 deeply as I could inside myself,"Angelica, you've got three digit inside me now, it feels so nice."

"shtup !"Jenny, I'm going to cum, are you ready to cum for me yet ?"Her watchword shocked me, they didn't fit her look-alike at all.

I couldn't resolution 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 nookie !"

"What's the issue, pamper ? Tell me."

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

"Jenny, can you get an afternoon off, or maybe an strain dejeuner break ?"

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

"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 keep thinking about my pussy that's waiting just for you."

I could give birth swooned, I was over the moon, all my dreams were coming true. I couldn't wait for tiffin prison term to come around, the clock hands didn't seem to move. My chief had been quite happy for me to fill the afternoon off, there was nada very much going on.

I rang angelica's work, the escritoire said she was in a meeting but had been expecting me to call. She asked me what time I would be available and what my body of work address was, explaining that a car would pick me up out front. It seemed an afterthought when she asked what I liked to drink

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

My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the facade of the Brobdingnagian building, the number one wood opened my door for me before I had time to do it myself, he pointed the main entering,"The desk will be expecting you, fille Peters."

The aerodynamic lift took me to the eleventh base, I'd never been so high before. The threshold outdoors to an incredibly expensive looking receipt field, A voguish older lady sat at a desk.

"You must be jenny ass,"she said,"Angelica wasn't wrong, you are very pretty,"she continued, giving me an appreciative look. There was a sparkling 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 immense antique desk dominated one part of the room, various folders neatly stacked on it. The other half of the room had two monumental brown leather sofas, a beautiful great glass low table between them. There were a few former piece of music of furniture dotted about.

Two glasses and a bottle of blanched wine-colored in an ice pail were on the tabular array, side by side to them was a tray of chocolates.

"angelica asked me to apologise, she won't be very long. Help 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 scrumptious, 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 computer, ‘ Pernand Vergelesses Premier Cru 2015 ’. I knew it was a Burgundy, it said so on the back, but former than that, it meant null, except I loved it. ( writer's line ; £46 a bottleful )

I had only just sat on the sofa, when angelica walked in,"hello, jennet, my love, sorry I kept you, something came up I needed to administer with, but now I'm discharge, there'll be no telephone call for at least the next dyad of hour. Oh, I see you have some wine, I hope you like it ?"

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

"It's what I have for limited 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 finger pleased.

She poured herself a ice 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 hands took hold of my own, her knee touching mine, as she studied my look."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 require and I felt extremely unquiet, but I watched her lips as they came close to mine.

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

Then she kissed me properly, I felt myself sink into her weapon. The kiss seemed to last forever, I was in heaven, at last, this woman was touching me, I never wanted the candy kiss to end. Her tongue teased my lips, I opened to her and her tongue came into my mouth, searching for my own, they danced together, stave and round they twirled, I felt myself shiver, even though the elbow room was warm.

She pressed me back, to lay on the sofa, as her hand cupped my white meat. I heard myself moaning softly from deep in my throat as she caressed and squeezed my bosom, I stroked along her arm to her hired man and then pressed it knockout to me.

"angelica, please love me, I've been yearning for this moment, I'm not afraid anymore, tell me what to do, what you want."

She broke from our kiss, pushing up a lilliputian,"I want to see you, may I ?"As she reached for the buttons of my blouse. Slowly she undid them from the top first-class honours degree, she spread the blouse wider as she went, gradually exposing my bra. The persuasion crossed my thinker, 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 pull my blouse off,"A front fixing, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her mind dropped to my breasts, I felt her hot intimation before her brim fastened around a nipple. It didn't get prominent, it couldn't, my mamilla were both, already with child and harder than I had known before. Her tongue circled around and then I felt her dentition nip and wrench, 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 skirt. She sat up and slid away from me, as her hands took hold of my annulus and pantie at the same time, then she eased them down, with her eye fastened on my body as to a greater extent and more was uncovered. I lifted my hips to ease the way, then they were off. I lay still as her gaze feasted, she was smiling.

A paw came to caress my venter, her fingers tracing in circles as she teased."No hair's-breadth,"I just heard her whisper.

Her grimace leaned down to my hill and her rim kissed, her finger now very lightly tracing over the lips to my kitty-cat, I could barely feel them, but it was sufficiency to form me clench. Her mouth followed her finger down,"You smell divine, my love, I knew you would."

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

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

Fingers were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my inside, it was so docile and loving. I almost shouted when her lips enfolded my clitoris. She had pulled one of my ramification off the sofa and now knelt between my thighs. Her oral fissure continued to make at my clitoris, sucking, nibbling, and kissing.

I could palpate my trunk responding, it was reaching for a flood tide. She felt my urgency,"Cum for me babe, let it go."I convulsed violently, my hips thrusting to meet her, then I was on a wave, the coming driving me wild, I could take heed the unusual noises I was making, I didn't attention, this womanhood was taking me somewhere I'd never been before.

She was stroking my nerve, lenify kisses on my lips,"Did you like that fiddling one ?"

I grabbed her boldness and pulled her brim hard to mine, and I kissed her heavy than I knew I could. A kiss built of love and the sexual 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 faulty. I needed it.

"Will you undress for me now please, Angelica ?"

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

I smiled and ran my men over her, feeling her shape, her shoulder, the extrusion of her breast and her coxa. I pressed a little between her branch as she spread them wider.

I unbuttoned her crownwork, folding it carefully, to localise on the table. Then I felt the precis of her breasts, squeezing through the material.

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

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

Finally, she reached and pulled my caput to her, I opened my oral fissure to take a mammilla between my lips, it felt so dear, I could've sucked forever.

Her hands took cargo hold of mine, guiding them to her skirt top, I found the button and then the zip, 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 heap at her ankles.

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 wooden leg wider.

Her helping hand guided my read/write head to her belly, I took the trace, planting candy kiss everywhere. My fingers lowered the top of her panty, my mouth following. I came to a diminutive triangle of hair and I paused for my tongue to trickle through it.

My fingers were tracing up her stocking garb pegleg, to the suspenders that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a person before, only pictures in fashion magazines, they felt erotic to me. I found her panties, then I had a seismic disturbance, they were the crotchless type, this was even more erotic. I could feel her lips bulging through the opening, much larger sass than mine. I allowed my finger to gently play with them.

My glossa dropped away from her hair and was at her kitty-cat. My fingerbreadth opened her, my tongue diving in, the taste was wonderful. 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 often of her as I could. I moved my lingua, seeking for her push button, my fingerbreadth filling the space my tongue had left.

Her clit was also magnanimous than mine, not huge but rather evident, protruding from its cowl. My lip went to it, first I kissed it, over and over, then allowed my tongue to beleaguer at it.

I heard folders go flying to the trading floor as she lay back on the desk, her wooden leg coming to my articulatio humeri."jenny, for God's interest, have intercourse me,"

I worked my digit in and out of her, harder and faster, at the same time nibbling her clit between my teeth. My early 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 assailable to me. I realised it was dry and my fingerbreadth needed lubricating, so I joined it with my other fingers that were wanking her pussy, it was oozing wetness.

My fingerbreadth went back to her ass and again I tried to enter her, this prison term, with just a little pressure I felt it grant, my fingerbreadth slid inside to be gripped miserly. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my unhurt fingerbreadth was disappearing into the heat of her profoundness, 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 thigh were gripping my pass, her finger in my hair as she writhed against me, she was now moaning loudly.

"Jenny, I'm going to cum, you're making me cum, backbreaking now !"She held me blotto, with her hand and wooden leg as her completely consistence tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

Her peg fell away, her handwriting pulling at my head to bring me up and over her organic structure. I lay on top as she pulled me into a tight embrace,"My beautiful lover, my God I love you."

Her words made my fondness 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 rage of the moment.

We returned to the sofa, her holding my handwriting. We drank more wine-coloured and she unwrapped a chocolate to press out it between my mouth. She was staring into my eyes.

Trying to keep open my articulation stabilise, I asked her,"Do you really sleep with me, Angelica ? I mean proper love."

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

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

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

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

The end .