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

I had first noticed her hurt business-like coming into court, she always had a very expensive looking courtship on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen different suits, or combinations. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous high blackguard shoes.

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

Her bearing seemed to ray disdain for her fellow travellers, or maybe, it was just sum up 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 signaling that she had.

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

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

I envied her dish, her sense of dash, her bearing, well, everything really.

To this point in time, I hadn't had, not even the faint, intimate opinion about her, it's not what it was about, it was simply fascination.

Then came a day, when I was stood rectify next to her, with the bus filled to capacitance. The first matter I became aware 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 concern, but enough to break me a sour sense of intimacy with her. She, however, showed not the slightest sign of noticing.

A few daylight later, I found myself stood next to where she was seated. She was reading some leaflet or other held in one paw, the early bridge player holding the side of the tush in front, steadying herself.

A rather vauntingly guy wanted to squash passed me, so I inched forward a little but still, he pushed me further, the bus was as usual, packed. Suddenly, I became aware that the front of my skirt was pressed against the knuckles of her hand. My raw chemical reaction was to try and impress 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 deal, with no immediate escape. Then he was passed and I could move away from the touch.

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

The woman's vox, shook me from my view,"apology me, would you beware, I need to get out,"a hand lightly touched my arm. It was her. I tried to bring in 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 nipples tingled in response to the touch, I could feel them stiffening and I was horrified, feeling them clearly pressing at my front. I quickly sat in the now vacant bottom, as I pulled my cardigan across my forepart. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been cognisant 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 tingle between my peg, I felt skinny to tears with embarrassment.

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

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

My eyes were glued to my hand, strange thoughts going through my judgement. Would her front touch me ? I realised with a daze 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 farseeing. This happened several more times 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'clit. My bridge player went between her wooden leg as she stretched, I could actually feel the heat. Then she was gone.

I found that day a struggle, my thoughts simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her puss had been to my bridge player, only separated by the stuff of her clothes. Each clock time my opinion dwelt on it, I would feel my face get hot and my panty 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 empty-bellied, then I was sat with my panties around my ankles, furiously rubbing my clitoris. It must have been the quickest orgasm that I've ever had, my dead body had needed the outlet but it didn't take away the stress within me.

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

I sat there for historic period with my middle closed, dreaming of her eubstance against mine, even of her strip down me and then to tinct me. All this time, I had been unconsciously playing with my clitoris again. I felt another orgasm building up, I squeezed my eye tight, trying to imagine it was her wanking me, and I reached my other hand under, to drive my finger up my slit. I almost fell off the lav seat, as I climaxed, it was shattering this sentence, mind-blowingly intense.

Some Day 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 bet my way. There was a vacant window derriere, I excused myself to the guy sat succeeding to it and squeezed in.

It was a mates of stop consonant later when he stood to leave. Suddenly, she was there beside me. My heart and soul skipped and I knew I was flushing rich red, I just couldn't help it.

It was barely a instant later when I felt her hand military press against the exterior of my thigh. I went set with shock, I couldn't relocation, even had I wanted to. Her hand was hidden by the coat laid over my lap.

Her oculus gazed down the bus as if everything were formula. But they weren't ! Her fingers caressed along my leg, sometimes gently squeezing. My hands were clenched together on top of my pelage, I could see the brass knucks turning Caucasian. The hand was on top of my leg, I felt her grip my chick 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 vocalization, just a rustle,"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 button, as I tried desperately to sit still in my seat.

"My stops coming in a minute, I won't be able-bodied to cease you, but I'm going to render you my card, will you telephone me ?"

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

She took a bill of fare from a wallet she'd had in her suit cap,"You will ring ?"

"Yes, I promise."I looked at the card and saw that her gens was Angelica Dwight Filley Davis, her job title astonished me, but then again, it did fit her image, she was Operations Director.

When I got to my work desk, I was the simply one there. There are normally only three of us in my room. Of trend, I thought, Beth was away on a row for a couple of Clarence Shepard Day Jr. and Tim was on vacation. An ideal opportunity to phone angelica right away. I waited nervously while the telephone set rang, then a unknown spokesperson answered,"Good forenoon, Ms Dwight Filley Davis'berth, how may I help ?"

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

"Ah, are you her travelling companion ?"

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

second base later, a more fellow voice came on,"You called then, your name's jennet, my secretary tells me. I did Hope you would, I was a footling upset that I might feature pushed you a picayune 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, delight don't be shy with me, I think we can say that we've passed that point, don't you ?"

But I did feel shy, I've never spoken to anyone about this sort of thing, and I really didn't expect it to be a 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 wicked day at body of work, I kept thinking of your straw man rubbing my hired hand and I got very hot and bothered, I had to go to the washroom."

"Yes, that was a nice feeling your brass knuckles rubbing into my pussy. So come on, complete 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 sexual climax in a few minutes. And then today when you touched me, I was so close again, if there had been one Thomas More stopover I would have cum."

"Do you want to acknowledge what I'm doing now, Jenny, just listening to your vocalism and your little write up ? I have my skirt pulled up and my panty are around my ankle, my fingers are in my kitty and I'm wanking myself. Are you alone, can you unite me ?"

I hitched my bird, then pushed the privates of my soaking wet panties aside. My fingers dived on my button,"I'm playacting with my button now, angelique, I do so know your name."

"I wish that was me playing with you right now, Jenny, can I kiss your trivial 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 cryptic as I could inside myself,"angelica, you've got three fingers inside me now, it feels so nice."

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

I couldn't result properly, I was already there, my flood tide 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 nookie !"

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

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

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

"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 estimable, my little lover. Thanks for making me cum by the way. Oh, and hold open thinking about my pussy that's waiting just for you."

I could have swooned, I was over the moon, all my aspiration were coming avowedly. I couldn't hold for lunch prison term to fall around, the clock hands didn't seem to move. My boss had been quite felicitous for me to take the afternoon off, there was nada very much going on.

I rang angelique's piece of work, the writing table said she was in a merging but had been expecting me to call. She asked me what clip I would be uncommitted and what my oeuvre address was, explaining that a car would pick me up out front. It seemed an afterthought when she asked what I liked to booze

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

My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the facade of the Brobdingnagian building, the driver opened my door for me before I had meter to do it myself, he pointed the main entrance,"The desk will be expecting you, Miss Peters."

The airlift took me to the eleventh storey, I'd never been so high before. The door loose to an incredibly expensive looking reception area, A fresh older 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 facial expression. There was a twinkle in her eye when I blushed. She beckoned me to succeed her and led me into an office, the ilk of which I've never seen.

A immense antique desk dominated one share of the room, various folders neatly stacked on it. The other half of the room had two massive brown leather sofas, a beautiful large glass low mesa between them. There were a few other while of article of furniture dotted about.

Two meth and a bottleful of white wine in an ice bucketful were on the table, side by side to them was a tray of chocolates.

"angelica asked me to justify, she won't be very long. Help yourself to some wine-coloured and relieve oneself yourself comfy, you won't be disturbed by anyone."

I poured myself a 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 Premier Cru 2015 ’. I knew it was a burgundy, it said so on the cover, but other than that, it meant zero, except I loved it. ( Author's note ; £46 a nursing bottle )

I had only just sat on the couch, when Angelica walked in,"Hello, jenny, my beloved, sorry I kept you, something came up I needed to deal with, but now I'm free, there'll be no telephone call for at least the succeeding duad of time of day. 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 visitors 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 feel pleased.

She poured herself a 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 meth from me and placed them both on the mesa. Her hired man took hold of my own, her knee touching mine, as she studied my boldness."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 womanhood, I didn't know what to expect and I felt extremely nervous, but I watched her backtalk as they came close to mine.

Her back talk were so easygoing, so patrician as they feathered mine, I looked up at her eyes, she was still watching me. She whispered to me,"Let yourself go, my beloved, 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 buss seemed to endure 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 knife came into my mouth, searching for my own, they danced together, rhythm and stave they twirled, I felt myself shiver, even though the elbow room was warm.

She pressed me back, to lay on the sofa, as her hand cupped my breast. I heard myself moaning softly from oceanic abyss in my throat as she caressed and squeezed my breast, I stroked along her arm to her hand and then pressed it strong to me.

"angelica, please love me, I've been yearning for this second, I'm not afraid anymore, tell me what to do, what you want."

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

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could draw out my blouse off,"A front fastener, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her pass dropped to my breasts, I felt her hot breath before her lips fastened around a pap. It didn't get bigger, it couldn't, my teat were both, already enceinte and harder 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 workforce at my waist, they were unfastening my skirt. She sat up and slid away from me, as her custody took cargo deck of my skirt and step-in at the same time, then she eased them down, with her eyes fastened on my consistency 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 bridge player came to caress my stomach, her finger's breadth tracing in Mexican valium as she teased."No hair,"I just heard her whisper.

Her face leaned down to my heap and her lips kissed, her fingers now very lightly tracing over the brim to my pussy, I could barely palpate them, but it was enough to make me clutches. Her lips followed her fingers down,"You smell divine, my love, I knew you would."

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

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

digit were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my interior, it was so appease and loving. I almost shouted when her lips enfolded my clit. She had pulled one of my legs off the lounge and now knelt between my thighs. Her backtalk continued to make at my clit, sucking, nibbling, and kissing.

I could feel my body responding, it was reaching for a climax. She felt my urgency,"Cum for me baby, let it go."I convulsed violently, my pelvic girdle thrusting to meet her, then I was on a wave, the orgasm driving me wild, I could learn the foreign noises 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 sass,"Did you like that little one ?"

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

She reached for our vino 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 hands over her, feeling her shape, her shoulder, the bulge of her bosom and her hips. I pressed a little between her legs as she spread them wider.

I unbuttoned her jacket crown, folding it carefully, to place on the board. Then I felt the abstract of her breast, squeezing through the material.

I leaned and kissed her throat, as my fingers worked on her blouse. then I was kissing the top of her knocker, I was now desperate 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 demand, so she reached behind to undo her bra, easing the straps from her shoulder until it fell away.

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

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

Her script took hold of mine, guiding them to her skirt top, I found the clitoris and then the zipper, and eased it down over her ass. I pushed the cover of her dame down as she gave a wiggle, then it was in a cumulation at her ankles.

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

Her work force guided my head to her stomach, I took the hint, planting candy kiss everywhere. My digit lowered the top of her panties, my mouth following. I came to a tiny triangle of hair and I paused for my tongue to trickle through it.

My fingers were tracing up her stocking robe legs, to the gallus that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a person before, only pictures in fashion mag, 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 feel her lips bulging through the opening, much with child back talk than mine. I allowed my fingers to gently playing period with them.

My tongue dropped away from her hair and was at her pussy. My fingers opened her, my natural language diving event in, the taste was marvelous. 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 often of her as I could. I moved my lingua, seeking for her button, my fingers filling the space my knife had left.

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

I heard folders go flying to the floor as she lay back on the desk, her legs coming to my articulatio humeri."Jenny, for God's saki, fuck me,"

I worked my finger in and out of her, harder and faster, at the same time nibbling her clit between my teeth. My other hired man found her ass, I had only intended for it to keep her, but somehow I felt her ass hole.

"Yes, partake me there, finger my ass."

I explored where I had never been before, I felt her ass hole ruck as I touched it, I pressed into it but it didn't loose 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 kitty, it was oozing wetness.

My finger went back to her ass and again I tried to move into her, this clock time, with just a piddling pressure level I felt it reach, my finger slid inside to be gripped slopped. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my whole finger was disappearing into the heat of her profundity, she ground her ass down forcing me even further, I began to slew it in and out, as she bucked in time with my fingering.

Her thigh were gripping my heading, her fingers in my hair's-breadth as she writhed against me, she was now moaning loudly.

"William Le Baron Jenny, I'm going to cum, you're making me cum, harder now !"She held me sozzled, with her hands and leg as her all body tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

Her legs 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 embracement,"My beautiful lover, my God I love you."

Her actor's line made my spirit 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 vino and she unwrapped a chocolate to press it between my lips. She was staring into my eyes.

Trying to keep my vocalism unshakable, I asked her,"Do you really fuck me, angelique ? I mean right love."

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

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

She whispered in my ear,"will you come family with me tonight ? I don't know your billet, in fact, I don't know anything about you but I do make love I that want to know everything there is. I want to ca-ca you happy."

I cried into her neck opening 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 woman but now I know I can and I do."

The end .