For several calendar month 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 wise business-like appearance, she always had a very expensive looking courtship on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen unlike suits, or combining. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous luxuriously heel skid.

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

Her posture seemed to ray disdain for her mate traveller, or maybe, it was just total indifference.

I had studied her so closely, I couldn't believe at metre that she hadn't been aware of my scrutiny, but she never showed any foretoken that she had.

I guessed her to be, probably, eight to ten long time old than my twenty.

I was a fairly sure-footed person, but I reckoned that she left me standing. At clock time she almost looked haughty, although, I felt that was a bit unfair of me.

I envied her beauty, her sense of expressive style, her bearing, well, everything really.

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

Then came a day, when I was stood right side by side to her, with the bus filled to electrical capacity. The first affair 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 touch, but enough to ease up me a false sense of affaire with her. She, however, showed not the little signaling of noticing.

A few daylight later, I found myself stood adjacent to where she was seated. She was reading some brochure or former held in one hired man, the former hand holding the side of the seat in front end, steadying herself.

A rather large guy wanted to thrust passed me, so I inched forward a little but still, he pushed me further, the bus was as common, packed. Suddenly, I became aware that the front of my skirt was pressed against the knuckles of her paw. My natural chemical 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 genitals was now pressed quite hard to the hand, with no immediate escape. Then he was passed and I could actuate 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 electric car and I realised that it had excited me. I felt disgusted with myself for such feelings.

The char's voice, shook me from my thinking,"alibi me, would you mind, 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 mamilla tingled in reply to the tactile sensation, I could feel them stiffening and I was horrified, feeling them clearly pressing at my nominal head. I quickly sat in the now vacant backside, as I pulled my cardigan across my front. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been aware of my frontal display. No one was, but had I seen the cleaning lady glance back at me as she got to the front of the bus ? There was now a definite tingle between my legs, I felt closely to split with embarrassment.

Further journeys followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the slender sentience of me. Until one day, I had taken a vacated tail end. The device driver had shouted for people to,"motion along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our berth reversed from the previous exchangeable encounter.

On the same stretchiness of voluminous route where she'd had to hang on, I had to do the Same. Her can bumped against my hand, then was gone. It was repeated once or twice more. I was staring at her ass, thinking what a beautiful shape it was. As I looked, her body turned around, and exactly as had happened to me, someone wanted by.

My heart were glued to my hired man, strange thoughts going through my mind. Would her front man 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 fight against my knucks for prospicient. This happened various more times until the bus hit a bad jut and I felt her crotch grinding on my hand.

I dragged my eyes away, trying to sneak a tone at her nerve. She was looking toward the front of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘ check'clitoris. My hired hand went between her legs as she stretched, I could actually palpate the heat. Then she was gone.

I found that day a struggle, my persuasion simply kept returning to the bus drive, how close her pussy had been to my hand, only separated by the material of her apparel. Each time my intellection dwelt on it, I would feel my face get hot and my panties 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 scanty around my ankles, furiously rubbing my clit. It must induce been the quickest orgasm that I've ever had, my body had needed the release but it didn't strike away the tension within me.

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

I sat there for ages with my eye closed, dreaming of her consistence against mine, even of her unclothe me and then to touch me. All this meter, I had been unconsciously playing with my clit again. I felt another orgasm building up, I squeezed my oculus tight, trying to think it was her wanking me, and I reached my other hand under, to force my fingers up my puss. I almost fell off the toilet fanny, as I climaxed, it was shattering this metre, mind-blowingly intense.

Some twenty-four hours later I was waiting for the bus, I now carried my coat, the pelting 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 await my way. There was a vacant windowpane rump, I excused myself to the guy sat next to it and squeezed in.

It was a couple of plosive later when he stood to leave. Suddenly, she was there beside me. My heart skipped and I knew I was flushing deep red, I just couldn't supporter it.

It was barely a moment later when I felt her hand press against the exterior of my thigh. I went rigid with shock, I couldn't move, even had I wanted to. Her hand 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 paw were clenched together on top of my coat, I could see the knuckles turning Theodore Harold White. The hand was on top of my leg, I felt her grip my skirt and then it was sliding up my legs. Her handwriting went beneath the hem and she was pushing my peg apart before her hand was gliding between my thighs.

I heard her voice, just a rustling,"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 visiting 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 call up ?"

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

When I got to my study desk, I was the alone one there. There are normally only three of us in my room. Of class, I thought, Beth was away on a course for a twosome of days and Tim was on vacation. An ideal opportunity to earphone angelique right away. I waited nervously while the phone rang, then a unusual voice answered,"right morning, Ms Davis'function, how may I help oneself ?"

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

"Ah, are you her travelling companion ?"

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

Seconds later, a more familiar vocalization came on,"You called then, your gens's Jenny, my secretary Tell me. I did Leslie Townes Hope you would, I was a slight worried that I might have got 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 woolgather about me, Jenny, please don't be shy with me, I think we can say that we've passed that head, don't you ?"

But I did feel 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 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 severe day at employment, I kept thinking of your front rubbing my hand and I got very hot and bothered, I had to go to the washroom."

"Yes, that was a nice feeling your knuckles rubbing into my pussy. So get on, stop 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 orgasm in a few minutes. And then today when you touched me, I was so close again, if there had been one more stop I would have cum."

"Do you want to bang what I'm doing now, jenny ass, just listening to your voice and your little story ? I have my skirt pulled up and my panties are around my ankles, my fingers are in my pussy and I'm wanking myself. Are you alone, can you link me ?"

I hitched my skirt, then pushed the privates of my soaking wet panties aside. My finger dived on my clitoris,"I'm playing with my clitoris now, angelique, I do so love your name."

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

"Oh, yes please, I wish you would, and will you put some fingers inside my cunt and wank me ?"So, I pushed three fingers as oceanic abyss as I could inside myself,"angelica, you've got three fingerbreadth inside me now, it feels so nice."

"roll in the hay !"jennet, I'm going to cum, are you quick to cum for me yet ?"Her words shocked me, they didn't fit her image at all.

I couldn't answer properly, I was already there, my climax 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 fucking !"

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

"I think I just take a leak myself, the floor soaked. You made me cum so arduous, I've got to make clean up before person comes,"then I giggled, realising what I had said.

"Jenny, can you get an afternoon off, or maybe an pass lunch break ?"

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

I could have swooned, I was over the lunation, all my aspiration were coming true. I couldn't wait for tiffin time to issue forth around, the clock hands didn't seem to act. My boss had been quite well-chosen for me to take the good afternoon off, there was nil very much going on.

I rang angelique's body of work, the secretary said she was in a meeting but had been expecting me to telephone. She asked me what fourth dimension I would be available and what my work address was, explaining that a car would pick me up out front. It seemed an afterthought when she asked what I liked to salute

Wow ! I thought, piddling me being picked up by a troupe car, that'll give them something to mouth about around the office.

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

The lift took me to the eleventh base, I'd never been so high school before. The room access open to an incredibly expensive looking reception area, A sassy elderly peeress sat at a desk.

"You must be jenny ass,"she said,"angelica 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 like of which I've never seen.

A huge antique desk dominated one part of the room, diverse folders neatly stacked on it. The other half of the room had two monumental brown leather sofas, a beautiful large drinking glass low table between them. There were a few former opus of piece of furniture dotted about.

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

"angelique asked me to apologise, she won't be very long. help oneself yourself to some wine and stimulate yourself comfortable, you won't be disturbed by anyone."

I poured myself a crank, 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 rachis, but other than that, it meant nothing, except I loved it. ( author's line ; £46 a nursing bottle )

I had only just sat on the sofa, when angelica walked in,"hi, Jenny, my love, sorry I kept you, something came up I needed to deal out with, but now I'm innocent, there'll be no outcry for at least the side by side dyad of hr. Oh, I see you have some wine-coloured, I hope you like it ?"

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

"It's what I have for peculiar visitor 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 sense 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 shabu from me and placed them both on the table. Her hands took clutches of my own, her knee touching mine, as she studied my face."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 woman, I didn't know what to expect and I felt extremely spooky, but I watched her lips as they came close to mine.

Her back talk were so piano, so gentle as they feathered mine, I looked up at her eyes, she was still watching me. She whispered to me,"Let yourself go, my love, don't be afraid, you want to love me, I can see it in your eyes, and I so want to have a go at it you."

Then she kissed me properly, I felt myself sink into her blazon. The osculation seemed to in conclusion forever, I was in heaven, at last, this womanhood was touching me, I never wanted the candy kiss to end. Her tongue teased my sass, I opened to her and her spit came into my backtalk, searching for my own, they danced together, round and round they twirled, I felt myself shiver, even though the way was warm.

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

"Angelica, please screw me, I've been yearning for this moment, I'm not afraid anymore, distinguish me what to do, what you want."

She broke from our candy kiss, pushing up a little,"I want to see you, may I ?"As she reached for the buttons 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 crossed my mind, thank God I had one of my really pretty single on today.

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could overstretch my blouse off,"A front fastener, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her head teacher dropped to my breasts, I felt her hot breathing place before her lips fastened around a nipple. It didn't get grown, it couldn't, my pap were both, already big and grueling than I had known before. Her tongue circled around and then I felt her tooth 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 hands at my waist, they were unfastening my chick. She sat up and slew away from me, as her workforce took appreciation of my skirt and panty at the same time, then she eased them down, with her eyes fastened on my body as more and more was uncovered. I lifted my pelvis to ease the way, then they were off. I lay still as her regard feasted, she was smiling.

A handwriting came to caress my stomach, her finger tracing in rophy as she teased."No hair,"I just heard her whisper.

Her face leaned down to my mound and her sassing kissed, her fingers now very lightly tracing over the lips to my pussy, I could barely finger them, but it was plenty to make me clutch. Her backtalk followed her fingers down,"You smell divine, my passion, I knew you would."

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

My workforce were at my chest and I tweaked and pulled on my nipples.

Fingers were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my inside, it was so soft and loving. I almost shouted when her lips enfolded my button. She had pulled one of my pegleg off the sofa and now knelt between my thighs. Her sassing continued to influence at my button, sucking, nibbling, and kissing.

I could feel my body responding, it was reaching for a orgasm. She felt my urgency,"Cum for me baby, let it go."I convulsed violently, my coxa thrusting to see her, then I was on a wave, the coming driving me uncivilised, I could hear the strange noise I was making, I didn't upkeep, this woman was taking me somewhere I'd never been before.

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

I grabbed her typeface and pulled her rim hard to mine, and I kissed her heavily than I knew I could. A kiss 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 mouthful even though I knew it was wrong. I needed it.

"Will you undress for me now please, angelica ?"

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

I smiled and ran my workforce over her, feeling her SHAPE, her berm, the bulge of her white meat and her pelvic arch. I pressed a piddling between her legs as she spread them wider.

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

I leaned and kissed her throat, as my finger 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 articulatio humeri to let it settle behind. She saw my need, so she reached behind to undo her bra, easing the straps from her berm until it fell away.

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

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

Her hands took hold of mine, guiding them to her doll top, I found the button and then the zip fastener, and eased it down over her ass. I pushed the back of her skirt down as she gave a squirm, then it was in a agglomerate 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 legs wider.

Her hand guided my head word to her stomach, I took the hint, planting buss everywhere. My fingers lowered the top of her scanty, my sassing following. I came to a midget triangle of hair and I paused for my tongue to dribble through it.

My finger were tracing up her stocking fit out leg, to the gallus that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a somebody before, only pictures in manner magazine, they felt erotic to me. I found her step-in, then I had a cushion, they were the crotchless character, this was even more erotic. I could feel her lips bulging through the opening, much expectant lips than mine. I allowed my fingers to gently gambling with them.

My tongue dropped away from her hair and was at her cunt. My digit opened her, my tongue dive in, the taste perception was wonderful. I had thought that I might not like it, but now I knew how ill-timed 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 fingers filling the space my natural language had left.

Her button was also larger than mine, not huge but quite evident, protruding from its cowling. My lips went to it, first I kissed it, over and over, then allowed my lingua to tantalize at it.

I heard leaflet go flying to the floor as she lay back on the desk, her legs coming to my shoulders."jenny ass, for God's saki, do it me,"

I worked my digit in and out of her, harder and faster, at the Saame clip nibbling her clit between my teeth. My other hand found her ass, I had only intended for it to entertain 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 trap 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 fingerbreadth that were wanking her pussy, it was oozing wetness.

My finger went back to her ass and again I tried to enter her, this metre, with just a little pressure I felt it give, my fingerbreadth slid inside to be gripped blind drunk. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my whole finger was disappearing into the heat energy of her depth, she ground her ass down forcing me even further, I began to slue it in and out, as she bucked in clock time with my fingering.

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

"Jenny, I'm going to cum, you're making me cum, arduous now !"She held me loaded, with her hands and legs as her whole trunk tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

Her pegleg fell away, her hands pulling at my header to bring me up and over her trunk. I lay on top as she pulled me into a tight embrace,"My beautiful lover, my God I love you."

Her words made my philia sing and I cried crying of joy, I had pleased this cleaning 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 manus. We drank more wine-coloured and she unwrapped a chocolate to iron it between my lips. She was staring into my eyes.

Trying to stay fresh my spokesperson becalm, I asked her,"Do you really love me, angelique ? I mean proper love."

She softly touched my cheek,"Yes I do baby, I've desperately wanted a new erotic 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 hope that I'd found that love 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,"testament you come dwelling with me tonight ? I don't do it 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 neck opening as I cuddled her to me and kissed her shoulder joint."angelique, 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 .