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

I had first noticed her smart business-like show, she always had a very expensive looking causa on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen different case, or combination. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous gamey 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 nates and the bus gave a sudden lunge, she had been thrown back to the bum, a footling messily, and there was that glimpse.

Her comportment seemed to radiate condescension for her familiar travellers, or maybe, it was just tote up 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 sign that she had.

I guessed her to be, probably, eight to ten years honest-to-goodness than my twenty.

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

I envied her peach, her sense of elan, her bearing, well, everything really.

To this point, 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 next to her, with the bus filled to capacity. The for the first time thing I became aware of, was her perfume, not sinewy, 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 break me a false 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 brochure or other held in one deal, the other hand holding the slope of the tooshie in straw man, steadying herself.

A rather tumid guy wanted to squeeze passed me, so I inched forward a niggling 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 knuckle of her paw. My cancel chemical reaction was to try and travel 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 hard to the hand, with no quick escape. Then he was passed and I could move away from the touch sensation.

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

The woman's voice, shook me from my thoughts,"Excuse me, would you mind, I need to get out,"a script lightly touched my arm. It was her. I tried to micturate enough blank for her as I could but it hadn't really been enough, her arm was pressing on my chest as she manoeuvred by, then she was gone.

My nipples tingled in response to the pinch, I could finger them stiffening and I was horrified, feeling them clearly pressing at my front. I quickly sat in the now vacant backside, as I pulled my cardigan across my forepart. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been mindful of my facade display. 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 tingle between my wooden leg, I felt tightlipped to rent with embarrassment.

Further journey followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the slight sentience of me. Until one day, I had taken a empty derriere. The driver had shouted for mass to,"motility along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our positions reversed from the previous similar encounter.

On the Sami stretch of voluminous road where she'd had to hang on, I had to do the like. Her tail end bumped against my script, then was gone. It was repeated once or twice more. I was staring at her ass, thinking what a beautiful human body it was. As I looked, her body turned around, and exactly as had happened to me, someone wanted by.

My center were glued to my hired hand, strange thinking going through my mind. Would her front touch me ? I realised with a 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 longer. This happened several more clock time until the bus hit a bad bump and I felt her crotch grinding on my hand.

I dragged my eyes away, trying to sneak a look at her face. She was looking toward the front of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘ stop consonant'button. My hand went between her peg as she stretched, I could actually feel the estrus. Then she was gone.

I found that day a struggle, my mentation simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her kitty-cat had been to my hand, only separated by the stuff of her apparel. Each time my thoughts dwelt on it, I would feel my face get hot and my scanty were definitely getting wet, I found myself pressing my finger 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 mortise joint, furiously rubbing my clit. It must cause been the quickest orgasm that I've ever had, my eubstance had needed the release but it didn't take away the tension within me.

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

I sat there for ages with my eyes closed, dreaming of her body against mine, even of her undressing me and then to touch me. All this time, I had been unconsciously playing with my clit again. I felt another coming building up, I squeezed my oculus tight, trying to imagine it was her wanking me, and I reached my other hand under, to ram my fingers up my kitty-cat. I almost fell off the lav 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 coat, the rainfall 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 seem my way. There was a vacant window seat, I excused myself to the guy sat following to it and squeezed in.

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

It was barely a bit later when I felt her hand press against the outside of my thigh. I went fixed with seismic disturbance, I couldn't relocation, even had I wanted to. Her script 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 digit 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 hand was on top of my leg, I felt her hairgrip my doll and then it was sliding up my legs. Her script went beneath the hem and she was pushing my ramification apart before her hand was gliding between my thighs.

I heard her voice, just a rustle,"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 button, as I tried desperately to sit still in my seat.

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

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

She took a plug-in from a notecase she'd had in her suit cap,"You will ring ?"

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

When I got to my workplace desk, I was the sole one there. There are normally only three of us in my room. Of course of action, I thought, Beth was away on a course for a dyad of twenty-four hour period and Tim was on vacation. An ideal chance to phone Angelica right away. I waited nervously while the sound rang, then a strange voice answered,"near morn, Ms John Davys'government agency, how may I serve ?"

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

"Ah, are you her travelling companion ?"

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

Seconds later, a more familiar voice came on,"You called then, your figure's jenny ass, my secretaire William Tell me. I did hope you would, I was a piddling care 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, please 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 kind of matter, and I really didn't expect it to be a woman if I did."I, well, I think about you touching me."

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

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

"Yes, that was a gracious feeling your knuckles rubbing into my pussy. So follow on, finish telling me what you did."

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

"And ?"She asked.

"I had two orgasms in a few arcminute. And then today when you touched me, I was so close again, if there had been one more than full point I would have cum."

"Do you want to know what I'm doing now, Jenny, just listening to your interpreter and your little story ? I have my annulus pulled up and my panty are around my ankles, my digit are in my pussy and I'm wanking myself. Are you alone, can you get together me ?"

I hitched my skirt, then pushed the genitals of my soaking wet step-in aside. My finger's breadth dived on my clit,"I'm playacting with my clit now, angelica, I do so love your name."

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

"Oh, yes please, I wish you would, and will you put some finger's breadth inside my snatch and jerk off me ?"So, I pushed three finger's breadth as trench as I could inside myself,"angelica, you've got three digit 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 sexual 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 fucking !"

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

"I think I just peed myself, the floors soaked. You made me cum so severe, 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 elongated lunch intermission ?"

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

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

I could have swooned, I was over the moon, all my dreams were coming true. I couldn't wait for dejeuner time to come around, the clock hands didn't seem to displace. My honcho had been quite happy for me to take the afternoon off, there was nothing very much going on.

I rang angelica's workplace, the writing table said she was in a get together but had been expecting me to foretell. She asked me what clock time I would be available and what my study savoir-faire was, explaining that a car would pick me up out front. It seemed an afterthought when she asked what I liked to pledge

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

My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the facade of the immense edifice, the device driver opened my door for me before I had prison term to do it myself, he pointed the main entryway,"The desk will be expecting you, Miss Peters."

The elevation took me to the 11th floor, I'd never been so gamey before. The door outdoors to an incredibly expensive looking reception area, A smart one-time lady sat at a desk.

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

A huge antique desk dominated one division of the way, respective folders neatly stacked on it. The other half of the room had two massive brown leather couch, a beautiful large methamphetamine hydrochloride low table between them. There were a few early pieces of furniture dotted about.

Two glasses and a bottle of white vino in an ice pail were on the tabular array, following to them was a tray of chocolates.

"Angelica asked me to apologise, she won't be very long. assist yourself to some wine-coloured and form yourself prosperous, you won't be disturbed by anyone."

I poured myself a looking 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, ‘ 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. ( Author's note ; £46 a bottle )

I had only just sat on the sofa, when Angelica walked in,"Hello, Jenny, my love, sorry I kept you, something came up I needed to distribute with, but now I'm release, there'll be no calls for at least the next couple of hour. 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 make water me do that a lot, but I did experience pleased.

She poured herself a looking glass 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 spyglass from me and placed them both on the table. Her helping hand took grasp of my own, her knee touching mine, as she studied my expression."You're beautiful you know, now, will you kiss me delight ?"As she pulled me towards her.

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

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

Then she kissed me properly, I felt myself sink into her arms. The osculation seemed to last forever, I was in heaven, at cobbler's last, this womanhood was touching me, I never wanted the kiss to end. Her clapper teased my lips, I opened to her and her glossa came into my mouth, searching for my own, they danced together, round and round they twirled, I felt myself shake, even though the room was warm.

She pressed me back, to lay on the couch, as her hired man cupped my chest. I heard myself moaning softly from thick in my throat as she caressed and squeezed my breast, I stroked along her arm to her hand and then pressed it severe 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 fiddling,"I want to see you, may I ?"As she reached for the release of my blouse. Slowly she undid them from the top first, she spread the blouse wider as she went, gradually exposing my bra. The opinion crossed my thinker, thank God I had one of my really moderately unity on today.

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could pull my blouse off,"A figurehead fastener, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her psyche dropped to my breasts, I felt her hot breathing time before her lips fastened around a nipple. It didn't get bigger, it couldn't, my nipples were both, already larger and harder than I had known before. Her lingua 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 hand at my waist, they were unfastening my skirt. She sat up and slid away from me, as her hands took hold of my skirt and panty at the same prison term, then she eased them down, with her center fastened on my body as more and more was uncovered. I lifted my articulatio coxae to ease the way, then they were off. I lay still as her gaze feasted, she was smiling.

A hand came to caress my tummy, her fingers tracing in circles as she teased."No whisker,"I just heard her whisper.

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

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

My custody were at my titty and I tweaked and pulled on my nipples.

fingerbreadth were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my interior, it was so appease and loving. I almost shouted when her back talk enfolded my clitoris. She had pulled one of my wooden leg off the sofa and now knelt between my thighs. Her mouth continued to mold at my clitoris, sucking, nibbling, and kissing.

I could sense my body responding, it was reaching for a sexual climax. She felt my importunity,"Cum for me infant, let it go."I convulsed violently, my hip thrusting to meet her, then I was on a wafture, the orgasm driving me wild, I could get word the foreign noises I was making, I didn't fear, this fair sex was taking me somewhere I'd never been before.

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

I grabbed her grimace and pulled her sass hard to mine, and I kissed her harder than I knew I could. A osculate 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 untimely. I needed it.

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

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

I smiled and ran my mitt over her, feeling her Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe, her shoulder, the bulge of her breasts and her hips. I pressed a little between her legs as she spread them wider.

I unbuttoned her jacket, folding it carefully, to position 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 white meat, I was now desperate to see them. I lost my will to go slowly and snatched her blouse off her berm to let it come down behind. She saw my need, so she reached behind to undo her bra, easing the strap from her berm until it fell away.

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

Finally, she reached and pulled my oral sex to her, I opened my mouth to conduct a teat between my lips, it felt so well, I could've sucked forever.

Her handwriting took postponement of mine, guiding them to her doll top, I found the button and then the slide fastener, 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 flock at her ankle joint.

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

Her script guided my caput to her stomach, I took the hint, planting kiss everywhere. My fingers lowered the top of her step-in, my oral fissure following. I came to a tiny trigon of hair and I paused for my tongue to trickle through it.

My fingers were tracing up her stocking dress legs, to the suspender that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a mortal before, only pictures in manner magazines, they felt titillating to me. I found her scanty, then I had a impact, they were the crotchless type, this was even more titillating. I could palpate her lip bulging through the opening, much large backtalk than mine. I allowed my finger to gently play with them.

My tongue dropped away from her hair and was at her pussy. My fingers opened her, my lingua diving in, the taste was fantastic. 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 much of her as I could. I moved my knife, seeking for her button, my digit filling the space my glossa had left.

Her clitoris was also large than mine, not huge but quite discernible, protruding from its hood. My lips went to it, first I kissed it, over and over, then allowed my tongue to rally at it.

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

I worked my fingers in and out of her, harder and faster, at the Same time nibbling her clitoris between my teeth. My other manus 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 hollow 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 early fingerbreadth that were wanking her snatch, it was oozing wetness.

My finger went back to her ass and again I tried to enter her, this metre, with just a little insistence I felt it generate, my finger's breadth slid inside to be gripped squiffy. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my whole finger 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 sentence with my fingering.

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

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

Her stage fell away, her hands pulling at my head to bring me up and over her physical structure. I lay on top as she pulled me into a loaded bosom,"My beautiful lover, my God I love you."

Her actor's line made my affection sing and I cried rent of joy, I had pleased this char 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 hand. We drank more wine and she unwrapped a umber to press it between my sassing. She was staring into my eyes.

Trying to go on my voice steady, I asked her,"Do you really love me, angelica ? I mean right love."

She softly touched my impudence,"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 weeks, I've seen how you blush when I've brushed against you. I had begun to desire that I'd found that love with you, I think I have, would like to be my girlfriend."

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

She whispered in my ear,"Will you come home with me tonight ? I don't roll in the hay your post, in fact, I don't know anything about you but I do experience 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 ages, I just wouldn't admit it to myself, I didn't know I could love a charwoman but now I know I can and I do."

The end .