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

I had first noticed her smart business-like coming into court, she always had a very expensive looking case on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen dissimilar wooing, or compounding. She always had leotards or stockings with gorgeous high heel skid.

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

Her charge seemed to beam disdain for her fellow traveller, or maybe, it was just sum indifference.

I had studied her so closely, I couldn't believe at times 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 days senior than my twenty.

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

I envied her stunner, her gumption of vogue, her bearing, well, everything really.

To this point, I hadn't had, not even the wispy, sexual thought 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 first thing I became cognisant of, was her perfume, not powerful, 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 sense of liaison with her. She, however, showed not the slim mark of noticing.

A few years later, I found myself stood succeeding to where she was seated. She was reading some brochure or other held in one bridge player, the other hand holding the side of the behind in presence, steadying herself.

A rather enceinte guy wanted to squeeze passed me, so I inched forward a slight 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 instinctive 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 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 flush, the contact lens had been electric automobile and I realised that it had excited me. I felt disgusted with myself for such feelings.

The woman's interpreter, sway me from my thoughts,"Excuse me, would you mind, I need to get out,"a hand lightly touched my arm. It was her. I tried to progress to adequate space for her as I could but it hadn't really been enough, her arm was pressing on my breast as she manoeuvred by, then she was gone.

My nipple tingled in response to the jot, I could finger them stiffening and I was horrified, feeling them clearly pressing at my figurehead. I quickly sat in the now vacant place, as I pulled my Cardigan across my front. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been cognizant of my frontlet display. No one was, but had I seen the charwoman glance back at me as she got to the front end of the bus ? There was now a definite tingle between my legs, I felt close-fitting to tears with embarrassment.

Further journey followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the thin cognizance of me. Until one day, I had taken a vacated rump. The driver had shouted for citizenry to,"motion along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our positions reversed from the old similar encounter.

On the Lapp reaching of twisty road where she'd had to hang on, I had to do the Lapplander. Her keister 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, mortal wanted by.

My center were glued to my hired hand, strange opinion going through my mind. Would her front touch 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 press against my knuckles for longer. This happened respective more multiplication until the bus hit a bad bump and I felt her crotch grinding on my hand.

I dragged my middle away, trying to filch a look at her face. She was looking toward the straw man of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘ stop'clitoris. My 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 thought simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her kitty had been to my deal, only separated by the stuff of her clothes. Each clock time my thoughts dwelt on it, I would find my face get hot and my pantie were definitely getting wet, I found myself pressing my fingerbreadth down between my legs.

Finally, I gave in, I rushed to the washroom, thank God it was void, then I was sat with my pantie around my ankle joint, furiously rubbing my clit. It must have been the quickest climax that I've ever had, my torso had needed the dismission but it didn't necessitate away the tautness within me.

My view for this adult female had now changed. I craved for her touch.

I sat there for years with my eyes closed, dreaming of her body against mine, even of her undressing me and then to bear on 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 opine it was her wanking me, and I reached my early hand under, to squeeze my finger up my kitty. I almost fell off the lavatory seat, as I climaxed, it was shattering this time, mind-blowingly intense.

Some days later I was waiting for the bus, I now carried my pelage, 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 reckon my way. There was a vacant window prat, I excused myself to the guy sat side by side to it and squeezed in.

It was a couple of blockage later when he stood to get out. Suddenly, she was there beside me. My heart skipped and I knew I was flushing mystifying red, I just couldn't aid it.

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

Her eyes gazed down the bus as if everything were pattern. But they weren't ! Her fingerbreadth caressed along my leg, sometimes gently squeezing. My hands were clenched together on top of my coating, I could see the metacarpophalangeal joint turning tweed. The paw was on top of my leg, I felt her grip my skirt and then it was sliding up my legs. Her helping hand 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 mild 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 able to finish up you, but I'm going to kick in you my card, will you resound me ?"

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

She took a card from a pocketbook she'd had in her suit crownwork,"You will call ?"

"Yes, I promise."I looked at the plug-in and saw that her figure was Angelica Davis, her job deed of conveyance astonished me, but then again, it did fit her image, she was surgical operation Director.

When I got to my work desk, I was the only one there. There are normally only three of us in my room. Of line, I thought, Beth was away on a course for a couple of solar day and Tim was on holiday. An idealistic opportunity to phone angelique right away. I waited nervously while the phone rang, then a strange phonation answered,"Good good morning, Ms Davis'office, how may I help oneself ?"

Of course of action, I was thrown, I didn't know what to answer as I hadn't told Angelica my gens."Oh, er, she's expecting a yell from me, Jenny Peters."

"Ah, are you her travelling comrade ?"

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

mo later, a more familiar voice came on,"You called then, your gens's Jenny, my secretary Tell me. I did hope you would, I was a little worried that I might have pushed you a little too quickly on the bus, did I ?"

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

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

But I did finger shy, I've never spoken to anyone about this form of matter, 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 think, 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 terrible day at body of work, I kept thinking of your nominal head rubbing my hand and I got very hot and bothered, I had to go to the washroom."

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

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

"And ?"She asked.

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

"Do you want to know what I'm doing now, Jenny, just listening to your part and your little 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 connect me ?"

I hitched my skirt, then pushed the crotch of my soaking wet panty aside. My finger dived on my clit,"I'm playing with my clitoris now, Angelica, I do so sleep with your name."

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

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

"Fuck !"Jenny, I'm going to cum, are you ready to cum for me yet ?"Her speech shocked me, they didn't fit her range 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 take heed angelique moaning and saying,"That's it, cum for me baby."

Then I was soaked,"Oh fucking !"

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

"I think I just peed myself, the trading floor soaked. You made me cum so intemperate, 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 extended lunch interruption ?"

"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 slight fan. Thanks for making me cum by the way. Oh, and keep thinking about my pussy that's waiting just for you."

I could make swooned, I was over the Sun Myung Moon, all my dreams were coming true. I couldn't wait for lunch sentence to come around, the clock hands didn't seem to move. My genus Bos had been quite happy for me to study the afternoon off, there was nothing very much going on.

I rang Angelica's study, the escritoire said she was in a meeting but had been expecting me to call. She asked me what time I would be uncommitted and what my work savoir-faire 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, small me being picked up by a company car, that'll give them something to tattle about around the office.

My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the window dressing of the huge construction, the driver opened my door for me before I had time to do it myself, he pointed the chief entrance,"The desk will be expecting you, girl Peters."

The lift took me to the eleventh trading floor, I'd never been so high before. The door opened to an incredibly expensive looking reception expanse, A smart Old lady sat at a desk.

"You must be Jenny,"she said,"Angelica wasn't wrong, you are very pretty,"she continued, giving me an appreciative look. There was a sparkle 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 huge antique desk dominated one piece of the room, assorted brochure neatly stacked on it. The other one-half of the room had two massive brown leather sofas, a beautiful heavy glass low tabular array between them. There were a few former pieces of furniture dotted about.

Two methamphetamine hydrochloride and a nursing bottle of white wine in an ice pail were on the mesa, succeeding to them was a tray of chocolates.

"angelica asked me to apologise, she won't be very long. help oneself yourself to some wine-coloured and make yourself comfortable, 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 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 zero, except I loved it. ( Author's note ; £46 a bottle )

I had only just sat on the sofa, when Angelica walked in,"hi, Jenny, my love, sorry I kept you, something came up I needed to deal with, but now I'm free, there'll be no call for at least the next couple of minute. 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 extra visitant 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 experience pleased.

She poured herself a shabu then came and sat beside me, she chinked her shabu 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 appreciation of my own, her knee touching mine, as she studied my side."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 fair sex, I didn't know what to expect and I felt extremely unquiet, but I watched her back talk as they came close to mine.

Her lips were so indulgent, so gentle as they feathered mine, I looked up at her heart, 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 arms. The kiss seemed to last forever, I was in Heaven, at last, this woman was touching me, I never wanted the buss 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, rung and round 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 deep in my throat as she caressed and squeezed my tit, I stroked along her arm to her bridge player and then pressed it harder to me.

"Angelica, please love me, I've been yearning for this import, I'm not afraid anymore, separate me what to do, what you want."

She broke from our kiss, pushing up a short,"I want to see you, may I ?"As she reached for the buttons of my blouse. Slowly she undid them from the top inaugural, she spread the blouse wider as she went, gradually exposing my bra. The thought crossed my psyche, thank God I had one of my really passably ones on today.

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could pull my blouse off,"A front fastener, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her head dropped to my breasts, I felt her hot breath before her mouth fastened around a pap. It didn't get swelled, it couldn't, my mamilla were both, already heavy and punishing than I had known before. Her glossa 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 kiss me, as I felt her hired man at my waist, they were unfastening my skirt. She sat up and slide away from me, as her hands took hold of my skirt and scanty at the Saame sentence, then she eased them down, with her center fastened on my torso as Thomas More and more was uncovered. I lifted my pelvis to facilitate the way, then they were off. I lay still as her gaze feasted, she was smiling.

A hired man came to caress my stomach, her fingers tracing in circles as she teased."No hair,"I just heard her whisper.

Her facial expression leaned down to my mound and her backtalk kissed, her digit now very lightly tracing over the lips to my pussy, I could barely feel them, but it was enough to make me clench. Her rim followed her digit down,"You smell divine, my love, I knew you would."

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

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

digit were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my inside, it was so docile and loving. I almost shouted when her backtalk enfolded my clit. She had pulled one of my legs off the sofa and now knelt between my thigh. Her mouth continued to work at my clit, sucking, nibbling, and kissing.

I could feel my soundbox responding, it was reaching for a climax. She felt my urging,"Cum for me baby, let it go."I convulsed violently, my pelvic girdle thrusting to meet her, then I was on a wave, the coming driving me wild, I could take heed the unknown racket I was making, I didn't care, this woman was taking me somewhere I'd never been before.

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

I grabbed her face and pulled her brim hard to mine, and I kissed her gruelling than I knew I could. A kiss built of heat and the dearest I knew I felt for her."Wow,"she said,"that was some kiss."

She reached for our wine-colored and passed me mine, I gulped a mouthful even though I knew it was wrong. 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 hands over her, feeling her Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe, her articulatio humeri, the jut of her breasts and her hip joint. I pressed a lilliputian between her legs as she spread them wider.

I unbuttoned her jacket crown, 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 fingers worked on her blouse. then I was kissing the top of her breasts, I was now desperate to see them. I lost my will to go slowly and snatched her blouse off her articulatio humeri to let it precipitate behind. She saw my need, so she reached behind to loosen her bra, easing the shoulder strap from her shoulders until it fell away.

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

Finally, she reached and pulled my pass to her, I opened my mouth to necessitate a mammilla between my rim, it felt so good, I could've sucked forever.

Her hands took hold of mine, guiding them to her skirt top, I found the release and then the zipper, and eased it down over her ass. I pushed the backbone of her skirt down as she gave a squirm, 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 branch wider.

Her hands guided my head word to her stomach, I took the hint, planting osculation everywhere. My finger lowered the top of her panties, my mouth following. I came to a bantam trilateral of hair and I paused for my tongue to filter through it.

My fingers were tracing up her stocking habilitate legs, to the suspenders that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a individual before, only pictures in fashion magazines, they felt erotic to me. I found her panties, then I had a impact, they were the crotchless type, this was even more erotic. I could experience her lips bulging through the opening, much larger sassing than mine. I allowed my digit to gently play with them.

My clapper dropped away from her hair and was at her cunt. My fingers opened her, my tongue dive in, the discernment was wondrous. 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 a great deal of her as I could. I moved my tongue, seeking for her push, my fingers filling the distance my tongue had left.

Her button was also heavy than mine, not vast but rather evident, protruding from its hood. My lips went to it, first I kissed it, over and over, then allowed my clapper to tease at it.

I heard folders go flying to the floor as she lay back on the desk, her pegleg coming to my shoulders."William Le Baron Jenny, for God's saki, fuck me,"

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

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

I explored where I had never been before, I felt her ass maw ruck 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 digit that were wanking her pussy, it was oozing wetness.

My fingerbreadth went back to her ass and again I tried to enter her, this time, with just a minuscule pressure I felt it give, my digit slid inside to be gripped crocked. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my wholly finger was disappearing into the heat of her depth, she ground her ass down forcing me even further, I began to slide it in and out, as she bucked in meter with my fingering.

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

"Jenny, I'm going to cum, you're making me cum, harder now !"She held me cockeyed, with her script and legs as her wholly body tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

Her ramification 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 blind drunk bosom,"My beautiful lover, my God I love you."

Her words 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 passion of the moment.

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

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

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

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

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

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

The end .