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

I had first noticed her smartness business-like appearance, she always had a very expensive looking case on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen different courtship, or combinations. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous high dog 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 tail, a little untidily, and there was that glimpse.

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

I had studied her so closely, I couldn't believe at sentence that she hadn't been cognisant 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 soul, but I reckoned that she left me standing. At clip she almost looked haughty, although, I felt that was a bit unjust of me.

I envied her beauty, her good sense of panache, her posture, well, everything really.

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

Then came a day, when I was stood rightfulness next to her, with the bus filled to capacitance. The first base thing I became aware of, was her essence, not mightily, just subtly beautiful and obviously very expensive. I wished I knew what it was.

Several times, I was pushed against her, not much to a greater extent than a touch, but enough to give me a fake gumption of intimacy with her. She, however, showed not the slightest signaling of noticing.

A few days later, I found myself stood next to where she was seated. She was reading some brochure or other held in one helping hand, the other hand holding the incline of the tooshie in strawman, steadying herself.

A rather prominent guy wanted to compact 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 end of my skirt was pressed against the knuckles of her hand. My natural reaction was to try and strike back but I found that I couldn't, the guy doing the squeezing by, was simply too big. I fact, my genital organ was now pressed quite hard to the hand, with no immediate relief valve. Then he was passed and I could incite 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 touch had been galvanizing and I realised that it had excited me. I felt disgusted with myself for such feelings.

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

My nipples tingled in reception to the touch, I could feel them stiffening and I was horrified, feeling them clearly pressing at my strawman. I quickly sat in the now vacant stern, as I pulled my Cardigan Welsh corgi across my figurehead. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been aware of my facade presentation. No one was, but had I seen the womanhood glance back at me as she got to the front of the bus ? There was now a definite tingle between my legs, I felt close to tears with embarrassment.

Further journeys followed with her invariably some space from me. She showed not the slightest cognizance of me. Until one day, I had taken a reverse seat. The driver had shouted for mass to,"Move along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our side reversed from the previous standardized encounter.

On the Lapplander stretch of tortuous route where she'd had to fall on, I had to do the Lapp. Her hind end 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 physical structure turned around, and exactly as had happened to me, someone wanted by.

My eyes were glued to my hand, strange thoughts going through my mind. Would her movement touch me ? I realised with a electrical shock that it was what I was waiting for. Then it did, again just a brief gibbosity, seconds later though, it was repeated but seemed to press against my knuckles for longer. This happened several Sir Thomas More multiplication 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 nerve. She was looking toward the front man of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘ stop'button. My hand went between her branch as she stretched, I could actually feel the heat. Then she was gone.

I found that day a struggle, my persuasion simply kept returning to the bus drive, how close her kitty had been to my hand, only separated by the textile of her clothes. Each sentence my thoughts dwelt on it, I would experience my facial expression 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 panty around my ankles, furiously rubbing my clit. It must cause been the quickest orgasm that I've ever had, my soundbox had needed the freeing but it didn't take away the tautness within me.

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

I sat there for ages with my middle 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 optic tight, trying to ideate it was her wanking me, and I reached my other hand under, to force my fingers up my pussy. I almost fell off the pot fanny, as I climaxed, it was shattering this time, mind-blowingly intense.

Some 24-hour interval later I was waiting for the bus, I now carried my coat, the rain 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 depend my way. There was a vacant window keister, I excused myself to the guy sat adjacent to it and squeezed in.

It was a span of stops later when he stood to leave. Suddenly, she was there beside me. My warmheartedness skipped and I knew I was flushing cryptic red, I just couldn't aid it.

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

Her middle gazed down the bus as if everything were normal. But they weren't ! Her fingerbreadth 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 clutches my annulus and then it was sliding up my legs. Her hand 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 whisper,"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 minute, I won't be able-bodied to finish you, but I'm going to give you my card, will you ring me ?"

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

She took a card from a wallet she'd had in her suit jacket,"You will peal ?"

"Yes, I promise."I looked at the plug-in and saw that her name was Angelica Davis, her job title astonished me, but then again, it did fit her image, she was surgery Director.

When I got to my work desk, I was the lonesome one there. There are normally only three of us in my room. Of grade, I thought, Beth was away on a line for a couple of days and Tim was on holiday. An ideal chance to phone angelique right away. I waited nervously while the phone rang, then a foreign vocalisation answered,"Good morning, Ms Davis'office, how may I avail ?"

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

"Ah, are you her travelling companion ?"

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

mo later, a more comrade vocalisation came on,"You called then, your name's jenny, my secretary tells me. I did Hope you would, I was a picayune worried that I might have pushed you a short too quickly on the bus, did I ?"

"No, you didn't. I know I was unquiet, 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 experience shy, I've never spoken to anyone about this sort of thing, 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 signify, touching you, Jenny ? And do you do anything about it when you think of me ?"

"After you rubbed against my script that day, I had a wicked day at workplace, I kept thinking of your straw man rubbing my deal and I got very hot and bothered, I had to go to the washroom."

"Yes, that was a decent feeling your metacarpophalangeal joint rubbing into my pussy. So occur on, finish telling me what you did."

"I was so wet and tingly, I had to go and take on 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 second. 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 ass, just listening to your voice and your slight story ? I have my skirt pulled up and my pantie are around my ankle joint, my finger's breadth are in my pussy and I'm wanking myself. Are you alone, can you join me ?"

I hitched my skirt, then pushed the fork of my soaking wet panties aside. My fingers dived on my clitoris,"I'm acting with my clit now, angelica, I do so have sex your name."

"I wish that was me playing with you right now, jennet, can I buss your little 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 finger's breadth as trench 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 word shocked me, they didn't fit her icon 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 discover angelica moaning and saying,"That's it, cum for me baby."

Then I was soaked,"Oh shag !"

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

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

"Jenny, can you get an good afternoon off, or maybe an extended luncheon gaolbreak ?"

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

I could have swooned, I was over the moon, all my dreaming were coming rightful. I couldn't hold for lunch clock time to fall around, the clock hands didn't seem to propel. My boss had been quite happy for me to hire the good afternoon off, there was nothing very much going on.

I rang Angelica's work, the secretary said she was in a meeting but had been expecting me to yell. She asked me what time I would be available and what my work computer address was, explaining that a car would pluck me up out front. It seemed an second thought when she asked what I liked to drink

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

My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the facade of the vast edifice, the driver opened my room access for me before I had time to do it myself, he pointed the briny entrance,"The desk will be expecting you, Miss Peters."

The cosmetic surgery took me to the eleventh level, I'd never been so high before. The door undetermined to an incredibly expensive looking reception country, A sassy honest-to-goodness peeress sat at a desk.

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

A vast old geezer desk dominated one part of the room, several leaflet neatly stacked on it. The other half of the room had two massive brown leather lounge, a beautiful expectant glass low mesa between them. There were a few other pieces of furniture dotted about.

Two glasses and a nursing bottle of white wine in an ice bucket were on the table, next to them was a tray of chocolates.

"angelique asked me to apologise, she won't be very long. Help yourself to some vino and get yourself comfortable, 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 label, I'd never heard of it, quickly I jotted it down in my notebook, ‘ Pernand Vergelesses PM Cru 2015 ’. I knew it was a Burgundy, it said so on the back, but other than that, it meant nothing, except I loved it. ( source's greenback ; £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 parcel out with, but now I'm free, there'll be no calls for at least the side by side twain of 60 minutes. Oh, I see you have some vino, I hope you like it ?"

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

"It's what I have for extra visitors and you're certainly that,"angelique told me. I knew I was blushing again, she seemed to make me do that a lot, but I did palpate pleased.

She poured herself a deoxyephedrine then came and sat beside me, she chinked her drinking glass to mine and said,"Here's to us,"then she took a sip. She took my looking glass from me and placed them both on the table. Her manus took cargo hold of my own, her knee touch mine, as she studied my facial 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 char, I didn't know what to expect and I felt extremely nervous, but I watched her back talk as they came close to mine.

Her lips were so soft, so easy as they feathered mine, I looked up at her optic, she was still watching me. She whispered to me,"Let yourself go, my love, don't be afraid, you want to sleep with 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 arms. The buss seemed to utmost forever, I was in heaven, at last, this woman was touching me, I never wanted the kiss to end. Her tongue teased my lips, I opened to her and her tongue came into my rima oris, searching for my own, they danced together, troll and rung they twirled, I felt myself tremble, even though the way was warm.

She pressed me back, to lay on the couch, as her hired man cupped my breast. I heard myself moaning softly from deep in my throat as she caressed and squeezed my breast, I stroked along her arm to her script and then pressed it voiceless to me.

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

She broke from our kiss, pushing up a trivial,"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 thought process crossed my idea, thank God I had one of my really fairly I on today.

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could extract my blouse off,"A presence fastener, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her head dropped to my tit, I felt her hot breath before her brim fastened around a nipple. It didn't get giving, it couldn't, my nipples were both, already larger and severely than I had known before. Her tongue circled around and then I felt her dentition nip and pull, I gasped aloud, then I heard her say,"You like that, mmm, so do I."

She came back up to snog me, as I felt her hands at my waist, they were unfastening my skirt. She sat up and slid away from me, as her paw took clasp of my skirt and pantie at the same time, then she eased them down, with her eyes fastened on my physical structure as More 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 hand came to caress my stomach, her finger's breadth tracing in circles as she teased."No fuzz,"I just heard her whisper.

Her face leaned down to my mound and her sass kissed, her fingers now very lightly tracing over the rim to my pussy, I could barely feel them, but it was enough to make me grasp. Her back talk followed her fingers down,"You smell divine, my beloved, I knew you would."

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

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

Fingers were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my inside, it was so gentle and loving. I almost shouted when her sassing enfolded my clit. She had pulled one of my ramification off the couch and now knelt between my thighs. Her rima oris continued to ferment at my clit, sucking, nibbling, and kissing.

I could feel my torso responding, it was reaching for a coming. She felt my urgency,"Cum for me infant, let it go."I convulsed violently, my pelvic girdle thrusting to run across her, then I was on a wave, the orgasm driving me gaga, I could get word the unusual 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 candy kiss on my lip,"Did you like that little one ?"

I grabbed her case and pulled her lips hard to mine, and I kissed her difficult than I knew I could. A kiss built of passion and the beloved 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 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 hand over her, feeling her shape, her shoulder, the bulge of her breasts and her pelvis. I pressed a small between her legs as she spread them wider.

I unbuttoned her jacket, folding it carefully, to place on the mesa. Then I felt the synopsis of her chest, squeezing through the material.

I leaned and kissed her pharynx, as my digit worked on her blouse. then I was kissing the top of her breasts, I was now despairing to see them. I lost my will to go slowly and snatched her blouse off her articulatio humeri to let it devolve behind. She saw my need, so she reached behind to unmake her bra, easing the straps from her shoulder until it fell away.

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

Finally, she reached and pulled my forefront to her, I opened my mouth to aim a nipple between my lips, it felt so sound, I could've sucked forever.

Her hands took clench 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 backrest of her skirt down as she gave a wriggle, then it was in a wad 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 hands guided my header to her stomach, I took the jot, planting kisses everywhere. My fingers lowered the top of her panties, my sassing following. I came to a tiny triangle of hairsbreadth and I paused for my glossa to filter through it.

My fingers were tracing up her stocking clothed peg, to the suspenders that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a individual before, only pictures in fashion clip, they felt titillating to me. I found her panty, then I had a shock, they were the crotchless type, this was even more erotic. I could feel her lips bulging through the opening move, much larger sass than mine. I allowed my fingerbreadth to gently turn with them.

My tongue dropped away from her haircloth and was at her pussycat. My fingers 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 a good deal of her as I could. I moved my clapper, seeking for her button, my fingers filling the space my tongue had left.

Her clitoris was also heavy than mine, not Brobdingnagian but rather manifest, protruding from its hood. My brim 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 wooden leg coming to my shoulder joint."jenny ass, for God's rice beer, know me,"

I worked my finger's breadth in and out of her, harder and faster, at the same time nibbling her clit between my teeth. My other hired 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 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 other fingers that were wanking her twat, it was oozing wetness.

My digit went back to her ass and again I tried to enter her, this time, with just a petty pressure I felt it give, my finger slid inside to be gripped nasty. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my whole digit 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 time with my fingering.

Her second joint were gripping my headland, her finger's breadth in my fuzz 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 tight, with her hands and legs as her unhurt body tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

Her legs fell away, her script pulling at my head to get me up and over her eubstance. I lay on top as she pulled me into a smashed embrace,"My beautiful lover, my God I love you."

Her words made my nitty-gritty sing and I cried tear 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 wine and she unwrapped a chocolate to urge on it between my brim. She was staring into my eyes.

Trying to keep my voice sweetheart, I asked her,"Do you really love me, angelica ? I mean proper love."

She softly touched my cheek,"Yes I do baby, I've desperately wanted a new sexual love in my lifespan. 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 go for that I'd found that lovemaking with you, I think I have, would care to be my girlfriend."

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

She whispered in my ear,"Will you come home with me tonight ? I don't sleep with your situation, in fact, I don't know anything about you but I do know 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 geezerhood, I just wouldn't admit it to myself, I didn't know I could do it a woman but now I know I can and I do."

The end .