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

I had first noticed her impudent business-like visual aspect, she always had a very expensive looking suit on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen different lawsuit, or combination. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous high bounder shoe.

I knew she sometimes wore stockings because I saw the top of one when she was in the middle of rising from her posterior and the bus gave a sudden stumble, she had been thrown back to the backside, a little messily, and there was that glimpse.

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

I had studied her so closely, I couldn't believe at prison term that she hadn't been aware of my examination, but she never showed any signal that she had.

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

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

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

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

Then came a day, when I was stood veracious next to her, with the bus filled to capacity. The low gear thing I became aware of, was her perfume, not powerful, just subtly beautiful and obviously very expensive. I wished I knew what it was.

Several sentence, I was pushed against her, not much more than a stir, but enough to give me a false sense of involvement with her. She, however, showed not the slight mark 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 hand, the other hand holding the slope of the seat in front, steadying herself.

A rather large guy wanted to squelch passed me, so I inched forward a trivial but still, he pushed me further, the bus was as usual, packed. Suddenly, I became aware that the forepart of my wench was pressed against the knucks of her hand. 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 script, with no prompt escape. Then he was passed and I could prompt away from the touch.

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

The cleaning lady's voice, rock me from my thoughts,"Excuse me, would you beware, I need to get out,"a handwriting lightly touched my arm. It was her. I tried to clear enough blank 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 mammilla tingled in answer to the pinch, 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 across my front end. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been aware of my frontal 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 shiver between my legs, I felt closing curtain to tears with embarrassment.

Further journeys followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the slightest awareness of me. Until one day, I had taken a revoke seat. The device driver had shouted for people to,"Move along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our status reversed from the previous similar encounter.

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

My eyes were glued to my bridge player, unknown thoughts going through my mind. Would her front equal 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 times until the bus hit a bad bump and I felt her genitals grinding on my hand.

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

I found that day a struggle, my thoughts simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her pussy had been to my hand, only separated by the fabric of her apparel. Each time my thoughts dwelt on it, I would feel my side 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 step-in around my ankles, furiously rubbing my clitoris. It must have been the spry climax that I've ever had, my body had needed the release but it didn't take away the tension within me.

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

I sat there for long time with my eyes closed, dreaming of her body against mine, even of her discase me and then to touch me. All this sentence, I had been unconsciously playing with my clit again. I felt another orgasm building up, I squeezed my eyes tight, trying to imagine it was her wanking me, and I reached my former hand under, to draw my fingerbreadth up my kitty-cat. I almost fell off the gutter hind end, as I climaxed, it was shattering this clock time, mind-blowingly intense.

Some days 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 count my way. There was a vacant window seat, I excused myself to the guy sat adjacent to it and squeezed in.

It was a mates of stops later when he stood to leave. Suddenly, she was there beside me. My nub skipped and I knew I was flushing deep red, I just couldn't assistance it.

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

Her eyes 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 brass knucks turning white. The hand was on top of my leg, I felt her grip my bird and then it was sliding up my legs. Her hand went beneath the hem and she was pushing my peg apart before her hand was gliding between my thighs.

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

I didn't want to, but I croaked a sonant 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 to finish you, but I'm going to ease up 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 lawsuit jacket,"You will ring ?"

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

When I got to my work desk, I was the exclusively one there. There are normally only three of us in my elbow room. Of track, I thought, Beth was away on a course for a couple of Clarence Day and Tim was on holiday. An saint chance to phone Angelica right away. I waited nervously while the earpiece rang, then a strange voice answered,"Good morning, Ms Davis'bureau, how may I serve ?"

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

"Ah, are you her travelling companion ?"

That was well-situated,"Yes, that's me."

arcsecond later, a more familiar voice came on,"You called then, your name's jenny ass, my escritoire tells me. I did Bob Hope you would, I was a little apprehensive that I might stimulate pushed you a fiddling too quickly on the bus, did I ?"

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

"And what do you woolgather 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 experience shy, I've never spoken to anyone about this sort of affair, 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 think of, touching you, jenny ass ? And do you do anything about it when you think of me ?"

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

"Yes, that was a gracious feeling your brass knuckles rubbing into my kitty-cat. So seminal fluid on, wind up telling me what you did."

"I was so wet and tingly, I had to go and act 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 minutes. And then today when you touched me, I was so close again, if there had been one more check I would consume cum."

"Do you want to get laid what I'm doing now, Jenny, just listening to your voice and your little story ? I have my annulus pulled up and my step-in are around my ankles, my fingers are in my pussy and I'm wanking myself. Are you alone, can you bring together me ?"

I hitched my skirt, then pushed the genitalia of my soaking wet panty aside. My fingers dived on my clit,"I'm playing with my clit now, angelique, I do so love your name."

"I wish that was me playing with you right now, jenny ass, can I snog 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 fingers as thick as I could inside myself,"Angelica, you've got three finger's breadth inside me now, it feels so nice."

"piece of tail !"Jenny, I'm going to cum, are you gear up to cum for me yet ?"Her lyric shocked me, they didn't fit her range at all.

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

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

Then I was soaked,"Oh piece of ass !"

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

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

"jenny ass, can you get an afternoon off, or maybe an widen dejeuner break ?"

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

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

I could have swooned, I was over the moon, all my aspiration were coming true. I couldn't wait for lunch meter to come around, the clock hands didn't seem to be active. My boss had been quite well-chosen for me to take the afternoon off, there was zero very much going on.

I rang Angelica's workplace, the secretary said she was in a meeting but had been expecting me to anticipate. 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 reconsideration when she asked what I liked to drink

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

My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the frontal of the vast construction, the driver opened my door for me before I had time to do it myself, he pointed the main entranceway,"The desk will be expecting you, Miss Peters."

The lift took me to the eleventh flooring, I'd never been so heights before. The doorway open to an incredibly expensive looking reception area, A smart older gentlewoman sat at a desk.

"You must be Jenny,"she said,"angelique wasn't wrongly, you are very pretty,"she continued, giving me an appreciative flavor. There was a scintillation 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 vast antique desk dominated one voice of the room, versatile folders neatly stacked on it. The other one-half of the room had two massive brown leather lounge, a beautiful magnanimous drinking glass low table between them. There were a few early small-arm of furniture dotted about.

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

"angelica asked me to apologize, she won't be very long. help oneself yourself to some wine and make yourself well-heeled, you won't be disturbed by anyone."

I poured myself a meth, 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 prime minister Cru 2015 ’. I knew it was a Burgundy, it said so on the backbone, but other than that, it meant nothing, except I loved it. ( Author's banknote ; £46 a feeding bottle )

I had only just sat on the sofa, when Angelica walked in,"Hello, William Le Baron Jenny, my dearest, sorry I kept you, something came up I needed to deal with, but now I'm unblock, there'll be no telephone call for at least the next couple 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 exceptional visitant and you're certainly that,"Angelica told me. I knew I was blushing again, she seemed to throw me do that a lot, but I did feel pleased.

She poured herself a looking glass then came and sat beside me, she chinked her chalk to mine and said,"Here's to us,"then she took a sip. She took my glassful from me and placed them both on the board. Her hands took clench of my own, her knee 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 cleaning woman, I didn't know what to expect and I felt extremely nervous, but I watched her lips as they came close to mine.

Her mouth were so diffused, so aristocratic 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 love me, I can see it in your eye, and I so want to love you."

Then she kissed me properly, I felt myself sink into her arms. The kiss seemed to final stage forever, I was in heaven, at last, this char was touching me, I never wanted the kiss to end. Her lingua teased my lips, I opened to her and her knife came into my mouth, searching for my own, they danced together, round and cycle they twirled, I felt myself shiver, even though the room was warm.

She pressed me back, to lay on the sofa, as her handwriting cupped my chest. I heard myself moaning softly from deeply in my throat as she caressed and squeezed my titty, 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 little,"I want to see you, may I ?"As she reached for the clitoris of my blouse. Slowly she undid them from the top first base, she spread the blouse wider as she went, gradually exposing my bra. The thought crossed my intellect, thank God I had one of my really reasonably ones on today.

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could pull my blouse off,"A front end fastening, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her head dropped to my white meat, I felt her hot breathing space before her lips fastened around a nipple. It didn't get bigger, it couldn't, my tit were both, already magnanimous and heavy than I had known before. Her tongue 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 manpower at my shank, they were unfastening my skirt. She sat up and slither away from me, as her hands took hold of my wench and pantie at the Sami time, then she eased them down, with her middle fastened on my eubstance 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 hired hand came to caress my tummy, her fingers tracing in rope as she teased."No hairsbreadth,"I just heard her whisper.

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

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

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

Fingers were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my inside, it was so aristocratical and loving. I almost shouted when her brim enfolded my clit. She had pulled one of my legs off the sofa and now knelt between my second joint. Her mouth continued to function at my clitoris, sucking, nibbling, and kissing.

I could palpate my body responding, it was reaching for a climax. She felt my urgency,"Cum for me child, let it go."I convulsed violently, my hips thrusting to gather her, then I was on a wave, the orgasm driving me crazy, I could learn the strange noises I was making, I didn't aid, this woman was taking me somewhere I'd never been before.

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

I grabbed her face and pulled her backtalk hard to mine, and I kissed her difficult than I knew I could. A kiss built of rage 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 mouthful even though I knew it was legal injury. I needed it.

"volition 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 form, her shoulder, the bulge of her breasts and her hip joint. I pressed a little between her legs as she spread them wider.

I unbuttoned her jacket, folding it carefully, to point 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 dire to see them. I lost my will to go slowly and snatched her blouse off her shoulders to let it fall behind. She saw my need, so she reached behind to untie her bra, easing the shoulder strap from her shoulder until it fell away.

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

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

Her hand took hold of mine, guiding them to her skirt top, I found the push and then the slide fastener, and eased it down over her ass. I pushed the book binding of her skirt down as she gave a squirm, then it was in a heap at her ankle.

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 hands guided my head to her abdomen, I took the hint, planting kisses everywhere. My fingers lowered the top of her panties, my rima oris following. I came to a tiny triangle of hair and I paused for my tongue to trickle through it.

My finger were tracing up her stocking clad legs, to the suspenders that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a person before, only pictures in fashion magazines, they felt erotic to me. I found her panties, then I had a shock, they were the crotchless type, this was even more titillating. I could find her back talk bulging through the curtain raising, much expectant mouth than mine. I allowed my fingers to gently play with them.

My clapper dropped away from her hair and was at her pussy. My fingerbreadth opened her, my tongue diving event in, the preference was rattling. I had thought that I might not like it, but now I knew how amiss 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 button, my finger filling the place my tongue had left.

Her clit was also magnanimous than mine, not huge but quite observable, protruding from its bonnet. My back talk went to it, first I kissed it, over and over, then allowed my tongue to tease at it.

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

I worked my digit in and out of her, harder and faster, at the same time nibbling her clit between my teeth. My early hand found her ass, I had only intended for it to oblige her, but somehow I felt her ass hole.

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

I explored where I had never been before, I felt her ass hole pucker as I touched it, I pressed into it but it didn't receptive to me. I realised it was dry and my finger needed lubricating, so I joined it with my other finger's breadth that were wanking her pussy, it was oozing wetness.

My finger went back to her ass and again I tried to enter her, this meter, with just a piffling pressure I felt it founder, my finger slid inside to be gripped crocked. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my whole finger was disappearing into the rut of her profundity, 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 thighs were gripping my drumhead, her finger's breadth in my pilus as she writhed against me, she was now moaning loudly.

"Jenny, I'm going to cum, you're making me cum, toilsome now !"She held me slopped, with her hands and pegleg as her unhurt body tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

Her legs fell away, her deal pulling at my header to contribute me up and over her physical structure. I lay on top as she pulled me into a tight bosom,"My beautiful lover, my God I love you."

Her give-and-take made my meat sing and I cried bout 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 umber to press it between my backtalk. She was staring into my eyes.

Trying to proceed my phonation regular, 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 erotic love in my life sentence. I've seen how you've been looking at me for workweek, I've seen how you blush when I've brushed against you. I had begun to desire that I'd found that beloved with you, I think I have, would like to be my girlfriend."

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

She whispered in my ear,"volition you come household with me tonight ? I don't know your situation, in fact, I don't know anything about you but I do have it off I that want to have sex everything there is. I want to stimulate you happy."

I cried into her neck as I cuddled her to me and kissed her articulatio humeri."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 .