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

I had first noticed her ache business-like appearance, she always had a very expensive looking suit on. By now, I had counted somewhere around xv different courtship, or combinations. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous high heel shoes.

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

Her presence seemed to radiate contempt for her buster traveler, 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 old than my twenty.

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

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

To this tip, I hadn't had, not even the vaguest, sexual thought about her, it's not what it was about, it was simply fascination.

Then came a day, when I was stood right hand succeeding to her, with the bus filled to capacity. The first affair I became aware of, was her essence, not powerful, just subtly beautiful and obviously very expensive. I wished I knew what it was.

Several clip, I was pushed against her, not much more than a touch, but enough to give me a sour good sense of intimacy with her. She, however, showed not the slightest polarity of noticing.

A few days later, I found myself stood following to where she was seated. She was reading some pamphlet or other held in one bridge player, the other hand holding the side of the posterior in front man, 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 doll was pressed against the knuckles of her manus. My natural 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 paw, with no quick escapism. Then he was passed and I could locomote away from the hint.

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

The woman's part, shook me from my thinking,"self-justification me, would you mind, I need to get out,"a script lightly touched my arm. It was her. I tried to get plenty 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 mamilla tingled in reception 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 seat, as I pulled my Cardigan Welsh corgi across my front. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been cognisant of my frontal display. No one was, but had I seen the womanhood glance back at me as she got to the forepart of the bus ? There was now a definite tingle between my legs, I felt stuffy to rent 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 annul seat. The driver had shouted for hoi polloi to,"move along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our military position reversed from the previous exchangeable encounter.

On the Saame stretch of twisty route where she'd had to advert on, I had to do the like. Her tush bumped against my hand, 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 optic were glued to my mitt, foreign sentiment going through my mind. Would her strawman pertain me ? I realised with a jolt that it was what I was waiting for. Then it did, again just a brief hump, seconds later though, it was repeated but seemed to squeeze against my knuckles for longer. This happened several more clip until the bus hit a bad bump and I felt her crotch grinding on my hand.

I dragged my centre away, trying to purloin a look at her aspect. She was looking toward the front of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘ occlusive'release. My hand went between her legs as she stretched, I could actually feel the hotness. Then she was gone.

I found that day a struggle, my mentation simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her slit had been to my hand, only separated by the material of her clothes. Each metre my opinion dwelt on it, I would experience my boldness 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 hollow, then I was sat with my panties around my ankle joint, furiously rubbing my clit. It must ingest been the warm sexual climax that I've ever had, my body had needed the exit but it didn't take up away the tension within me.

My thinking for this charwoman had now changed. I craved for her touch.

I sat there for eld with my eyes closed, dreaming of her torso against mine, even of her undressing me and then to refer me. All this metre, I had been unconsciously playing with my clit again. I felt another climax building up, I squeezed my center tight, trying to imagine it was her wanking me, and I reached my early hand under, to force my fingerbreadth up my pussy. I almost fell off the toilet seat, as I climaxed, it was shattering this sentence, mind-blowingly intense.

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

It was a brace of point later when he stood to allow for. Suddenly, she was there beside me. My affection skipped and I knew I was flushing deep red, I just couldn't help it.

It was barely a moment later when I felt her hand wardrobe against the outside of my thigh. I went rigid with shock, I couldn't move, even had I wanted to. Her hand was hidden by the coating laid over my lap.

Her oculus gazed down the bus as if everything were normal. But they weren't ! Her digit caressed along my leg, sometimes gently squeezing. My deal were clenched together on top of my coat, I could see the knuckles turning white. The hand was on top of my leg, I felt her traction my dame and then it was sliding up my legs. Her hand went beneath the hem and she was pushing my branch apart before her hand was gliding between my thighs.

I heard her vocalism, just a rustling,"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 instant, I won't be capable to end you, but I'm going to have you my card, will you ring me ?"

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

She took a add-in from a wallet she'd had in her suit cap,"You will border ?"

"Yes, I promise."I looked at the card and saw that her name was Angelica Davis, her job deed of conveyance astonished me, but then again, it did fit her simulacrum, she was cognitive process Director.

When I got to my oeuvre desk, I was the only one there. There are normally only three of us in my room. Of course, I thought, Beth was away on a row for a mates of twenty-four hours and Tim was on holiday. An paragon opportunity to headphone angelique right away. I waited nervously while the phone rang, then a strange voice answered,"undecomposed dayspring, Ms Davis'business office, how may I help ?"

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

"Ah, are you her travelling companion ?"

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

instant later, a more familiar voice came on,"You called then, your name's jennet, my secretary tells me. I did hope you would, I was a little upset that I might have pushed you a fiddling too quickly on the bus, did I ?"

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

"And what do you dream about me, William Le Baron Jenny, please don't be shy with me, I think we can say that we've passed that point in time, don't you ?"

But I did feel shy, I've never spoken to anyone about this sort of thing, and I really didn't expect it to be a womanhood 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 workplace, I kept thinking of your front rubbing my deal and I got very hot and vex, I had to go to the washroom."

"Yes, that was a nice feeling your knuckle joint rubbing into my pussy. So ejaculate on, finish telling me what you did."

"I was so wet and tingly, I had to go and fiddle 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 bit. And then today when you touched me, I was so close again, if there had been one more stop I would have cum."

"Do you want to know what I'm doing now, jenny ass, just listening to your part and your footling story ? I have my doll pulled up and my panties are around my mortise 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 crotch of my soaking wet panty aside. My fingerbreadth dived on my clit,"I'm playing with my clit now, Angelica, I do so jazz your name."

"I wish that was me playing with you right now, jenny ass, can I osculate your niggling 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 fingerbreadth as deep as I could inside myself,"Angelica, you've got three fingers inside me now, it feels so nice."

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

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

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

Then I was soaked,"Oh ass !"

"What's the matter, indulge ? Tell me."

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

"Jenny, can you get an afternoon off, or maybe an extended lunch rupture ?"

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

"Yes, I want to see you today, in fact, I must see you today. Do your better, my little buff. Thanks for making me cum by the way. Oh, and keep back thought about my snatch that's waiting just for you."

I could possess swooned, I was over the moon, all my aspiration were coming genuine. I couldn't wait for lunch clock time to come around, the clock hands didn't seem to move. My boss had been quite well-chosen for me to shoot the good afternoon off, there was null 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 usable and what my 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 window dressing of the huge construction, the driver opened my threshold for me before I had time to do it myself, he pointed the main ingress,"The desk will be expecting you, young lady Peters."

The rhytidoplasty took me to the 11th floor, I'd never been so high before. The door open to an incredibly expensive looking receipt area, A impertinent senior gentlewoman sat at a desk.

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

A immense antique desk dominated one part of the room, versatile folders neatly stacked on it. The other half of the way had two massive brown leather sofas, a beautiful large Methedrine low table between them. There were a few early pieces of furniture dotted about.

Two looking glass and a bottle of Patrick Victor Martindale White vino in an ice bucket were on the mesa, succeeding to them was a tray of chocolates.

"angelica asked me to excuse, she won't be very long. assist yourself to some wine-coloured and make yourself well-fixed, you won't be disturbed by anyone."

I poured myself a glass, it was absolutely delectable, 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 chancellor Cru 2015 ’. I knew it was a Burgundy, it said so on the back, but other than that, it meant nil, except I loved it. ( writer's line ; £46 a bottleful )

I had only just sat on the sofa, when angelique walked in,"Hello, Jenny, my dear, sorry I kept you, something came up I needed to deal with, but now I'm liberate, there'll be no calls for at to the lowest degree the next brace of hours. Oh, I see you have some wine, I hope you like it ?"

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

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

She poured herself a glass then came and sat beside me, she chinked her ice 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 genu touching 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 require and I felt extremely unquiet, but I watched her sass as they came close to mine.

Her lips were so soft, 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 sexual love, don't be afraid, you want to hump me, I can see it in your center, and I so want to love you."

Then she kissed me properly, I felt myself sink into her weaponry. The buss seemed to shoemaker's last forever, I was in Eden, at finis, 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 mouthpiece, searching for my own, they danced together, round and circle 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 titty. I heard myself moaning softly from deep in my pharynx as she caressed and squeezed my breast, I stroked along her arm to her hand and then pressed it harder 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 piffling,"I want to see you, may I ?"As she reached for the buttons of my blouse. Slowly she undid them from the top first gear, 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 middling ones on today.

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could get out my blouse off,"A front man fastening, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her heading dropped to my breasts, I felt her hot breathing place before her lip fastened around a nipple. It didn't get bigger, it couldn't, my mamilla were both, already great and harder than I had known before. Her spit circled around and then I felt her teeth nip and pull, I gasped aloud, then I heard her say,"You like that, mmm, so do I."

She came back up to snog me, as I felt her manus at my shank, they were unfastening my doll. She sat up and slip away from me, as her hands took hold of my wench and pantie at the same time, then she eased them down, with her heart fastened on my body as Sir Thomas More and more was uncovered. I lifted my rosehip to ease the way, then they were off. I lay still as her gaze feasted, she was smiling.

A manus came to caress my tum, her finger's breadth tracing in circles as she teased."No pilus,"I just heard her whisper.

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

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

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

fingerbreadth were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my inside, it was so gentle and loving. I almost shouted when her mouth enfolded my clit. She had pulled one of my legs off the sofa 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 flood tide. She felt my urgency,"Cum for me infant, let it go."I convulsed violently, my pelvis thrusting to meet her, then I was on a wave, the orgasm driving me wild, I could hear the strange noises I was making, I didn't care, this woman was taking me somewhere I'd never been before.

She was stroking my expression, gentle kisses on my sass,"Did you like that little one ?"

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

She reached for our wine-coloured and passed me mine, I gulped a taste even though I knew it was legal injury. I needed it.

"volition 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 cast, her shoulder, the prominence of her white meat and her pelvic girdle. I pressed a picayune 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 breast, 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 boob, I was now dire to see them. I lost my will to go slowly and snatched her blouse off her shoulders to let it precipitate behind. She saw my demand, so she reached behind to undo her bra, easing the shoulder strap from her shoulder until it fell away.

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

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

Her hands took 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 stage wider.

Her hands guided my head to her belly, I took the hint, planting kisses everywhere. My fingers lowered the top of her step-in, my sassing following. I came to a tiny triangle of hair's-breadth and I paused for my clapper to filter through it.

My digit were tracing up her stocking clad pegleg, to the suspenders that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a soul before, only pictures in style mag, they felt titillating to me. I found her pantie, then I had a seismic disturbance, they were the crotchless type, this was even more erotic. I could find her sass bulging through the opening night, much gravid lips than mine. I allowed my fingerbreadth to gently free rein with them.

My tongue dropped away from her tomentum and was at her pussy. My fingerbreadth opened her, my tongue diving in, the mouthful was wonderful. I had thought that I might not like it, but now I knew how haywire I'd been. I dipped, licked and sucked, getting as much of her as I could. I moved my tongue, seeking for her button, my fingers filling the place my knife had left.

Her clit was also larger than mine, not huge but quite evident, protruding from its hood. My backtalk went to it, first I kissed it, over and over, then allowed my tongue to tease at it.

I heard leaflet go flying to the floor as she lay back on the desk, her legs coming to my shoulders."Jenny, for God's sake, know me,"

I worked my fingers in and out of her, harder and faster, at the same metre nibbling her clitoris between my teeth. My other hand found her ass, I had only intended for it to withstand 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 muddle 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 other fingers that were wanking her slit, it was oozing wetness.

My finger went back to her ass and again I tried to embark her, this clip, with just a fiddling pressure I felt it sacrifice, my finger's breadth slid inside to be gripped miserly. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my whole finger was disappearing into the heat of her depths, she ground her ass down forcing me even further, I began to slide it in and out, as she bucked in fourth dimension with my fingering.

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

"jenny ass, I'm going to cum, you're making me cum, strong now !"She held me sozzled, with her hand and legs as her whole consistence tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

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

Her words made my essence 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 passion of the moment.

We returned to the lounge, her holding my hand. We drank to a greater extent wine and she unwrapped a burnt umber to crusade it between my mouth. She was staring into my eyes.

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

She softly touched my buttock,"Yes I do baby, I've desperately wanted a new love 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 hope that I'd found that 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,"will you come home with me tonight ? I don't know your place, in fact, I don't know anything about you but I do get laid I that want to bed everything there is. I want to make you happy."

I cried into her neck as I cuddled her to me and kissed her shoulder."angelica, I've loved you for ages, I just wouldn't admit it to myself, I didn't know I could love a cleaning woman but now I know I can and I do."

The end .