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

I had first noticed her smart business-like appearance, she always had a very expensive looking lawsuit on. By now, I had counted somewhere around fifteen unlike lawsuit, or combination. She always had tights or stockings with gorgeous high cad 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 lurch, she had been thrown back to the hind end, a little messily, and there was that glimpse.

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

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

I guessed her to be, probably, eight to ten years older than my twenty.

I was a fairly confident individual, 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 beauty, her sensation of style, her bearing, well, everything really.

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

Then came a day, when I was stood good adjacent to her, with the bus filled to capacity. The first matter I became aware of, was her perfume, not brawny, 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 open me a false sentience of intimacy with her. She, however, showed not the svelte star sign 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 side of the seat in front, steadying herself.

A rather big guy wanted to squash passed me, so I inched forward a petty but still, he pushed me further, the bus was as usual, packed. Suddenly, I became cognizant that the front of my bird was pressed against the knuckle duster of her manus. My born 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 privates was now pressed quite laborious to the script, with no prompt escape. Then he was passed and I could move away from the touch.

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

The woman's representative, shake up me from my thoughts,"Excuse me, would you mind, I need to get out,"a hand lightly touched my arm. It was her. I tried to make 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 pap tingled in reaction to the sense of touch, I could feel them stiffening and I was horrified, feeling them clearly pressing at my front line. I quickly sat in the now vacant bottom, as I pulled my Cardigan Welsh corgi across my front line. I self consciously looked to see whether anyone else had been aware of my head-on 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 quiver between my branch, I felt close to tears with embarrassment.

Further journey followed with her invariably some distance from me. She showed not the slender awareness of me. Until one day, I had taken a overturn seat. The driver had shouted for the great unwashed to,"motility along the bus please ”, as they do, and there she was, stood beside me, our positions reversed from the premature similar encounter.

On the same stretch of voluminous road where she'd had to cling on, I had to do the Same. 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 material body it was. As I looked, her dead body turned around, and exactly as had happened to me, individual wanted by.

My center were glued to my hand, unknown thoughts going through my mind. Would her front rival me ? I realised with a shock that it was what I was waiting for. Then it did, again just a abbreviated gibbosity, seconds later though, it was repeated but seemed to press against my knuckles for tenacious. This happened several Sir Thomas More times until the bus hit a bad jut and I felt her crotch grinding on my hand.

I dragged my centre away, trying to mouse a feel at her typeface. She was looking toward the front of the bus. Then I saw her as she reached for the ‘ stop'clit. My hand went between her stage as she stretched, I could actually palpate the heat. Then she was gone.

I found that day a battle, my thoughts simply kept returning to the bus ride, how close her puss had been to my mitt, only separated by the textile of her apparel. Each prison term my thoughts dwelt on it, I would find my typeface 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 step-in around my ankles, furiously rubbing my clit. It must take in been the nimble orgasm 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 charwoman had now changed. I craved for her touch.

I sat there for eld with my eyes closed, dreaming of her trunk against mine, even of her undressing me and then to tinct me. All this time, I had been unconsciously playing with my clit again. I felt another climax building up, I squeezed my oculus tight, trying to imagine it was her wanking me, and I reached my former handwriting under, to coerce my digit up my pussy. I almost fell off the potty tooshie, 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 up. When I had got on, I saw her standing further along the bus but she didn't wait my way. There was a vacant windowpane bottom, I excused myself to the guy sat succeeding to it and squeezed in.

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

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

Her eyes gazed down the bus as if everything were normal. But they weren't ! Her fingerbreadth caressed along my leg, sometimes gently squeezing. My hands were clenched together on top of my pelage, I could see the knuckles turning white. The hired man was on top of my leg, I felt her traveling bag my dame and then it was sliding up my wooden leg. Her hand went beneath the hem and she was pushing my legs apart before her hand was gliding between my thighs.

I heard her voice, 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 to finish you, but I'm going to collapse you my wit, will you peal me ?"

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

She took a add-in from a wallet she'd had in her suit jacket,"You will band ?"

"Yes, I promise."I looked at the card and saw that her name was angelica Bette Davis, her job deed astonished me, but then again, it did fit her epitome, she was military operation Director.

When I got to my workplace desk, I was the only one there. There are normally only three of us in my room. Of course of action, I thought, Beth was away on a course for a couple of days and Tim was on vacation. An ideal chance to phone Angelica right away. I waited nervously while the phone rang, then a strange articulation answered,"in effect sunrise, Ms John Davis'office, how may I help ?"

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

"Ah, are you her travelling associate ?"

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

sec later, a more familiar voice came on,"You called then, your name's Jenny, my escritoire William Tell me. I did Leslie Townes Hope you would, I was a little disquieted that I might induce pushed you a little too quickly on the bus, did I ?"

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

"And what do you dream about me, jenny ass, please 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 awful day at work, I kept thinking of your forepart rubbing my hand and I got very hot and rile, I had to go to the washroom."

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

"Do you want to know what I'm doing now, Jenny, just listening to your phonation and your fiddling history ? I have my doll pulled up and my panty are around my ankles, my digit are in my pussy and I'm wanking myself. Are you alone, can you connect me ?"

I hitched my annulus, then pushed the genitalia of my soaking wet panty aside. My finger's breadth dived on my clit,"I'm playing with my button now, angelique, I do so hump your name."

"I wish that was me playing with you right now, jennet, can I kiss your slight clitoris for you ?"

"Oh, yes please, I wish you would, and will you put some digit inside my kitty-cat and wank me ?"So, I pushed three digit as bass as I could inside myself,"Angelica, you've got three fingers inside me now, it feels so nice."

"piece of ass !"Jenny, I'm going to cum, are you ready to cum for me yet ?"Her words shocked me, they didn't fit her image at all.

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

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

Then I was soaked,"Oh nooky !"

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

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

"William Le Baron Jenny, can you get an afternoon off, or maybe an gallop tiffin 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 in effect, my slight lover. Thanks for making me cum by the way. Oh, and hold open mentation about my pussy that's waiting just for you."

I could stimulate swooned, I was over the synodic month, all my dreams were coming true. I couldn't wait for lunch prison term to come around, the clock hands didn't seem to run. My chief had been quite felicitous for me to demand the afternoon off, there was nothing very much going on.

I rang angelica's work, the repository said she was in a meeting but had been expecting me to call. She asked me what time I would be available and what my work name and address was, explaining that a car would nibble me up out front. It seemed an afterthought when she asked what I liked to pledge

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

My chauffeur driven car dropped me outside the facade of the huge construction, the driver opened my door 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 floor, I'd never been so high before. The door open to an incredibly expensive looking receipt area, A impertinent honest-to-goodness lady sat at a desk.

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

A huge antique desk dominated one part of the room, various folders neatly stacked on it. The early half of the room had two massive brown leather sofa, a beautiful enceinte glass low table between them. There were a few other piece of music of furniture dotted about.

Two looking glass and a bottle of gabardine wine in an ice pail were on the table, next to them was a tray of chocolates.

"Angelica asked me to apologize, she won't be very long. Help yourself to some vino and make yourself comfy, you won't be disturbed by anyone."

I poured myself a trash, it was absolutely Delicious, never have I tasted anything like it, I bet it was expensive. I studied the recording label, I'd never heard of it, quickly I jotted it down in my notebook, ‘ Pernand Vergelesses Premier Cru 2015 ’. I knew it was a Bourgogne, it said so on the back, but other than that, it meant nothing, except I loved it. ( Author's note ; £46 a feeding 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 deal with, but now I'm free, there'll be no birdsong for at least the following duad of time of day. 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 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 finger pleased.

She poured herself a chicken feed 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 trash from me and placed them both on the table. Her hands took hold of my own, her stifle touching mine, as she studied my face."You're beautiful you know, now, will you buss me please ?"As she pulled me towards her.

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

Her lips were so soft, so placate as they feathered mine, I looked up at her eyes, she was still watching me. She whispered to me,"Let yourself go, my making love, don't be afraid, you want to love 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 kiss seemed to last 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 glossa came into my lip, searching for my own, they danced together, round and round they twirled, I felt myself shiver, even though the room was warm.

She pressed me back, to lay on the sofa, as her manus cupped my breast. I heard myself moaning softly from mysterious in my throat as she caressed and squeezed my knocker, I stroked along her arm to her deal and then pressed it knockout to me.

"angelique, please hump me, I've been yearning for this moment, I'm not afraid anymore, state 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 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 thinking crossed my mind, thank God I had one of my really pretty ones on today.

"Beautiful !"Was all she said.

Then she pulled me up so she could pull my blouse off,"A front fastener, how convenient,"she said and snapped my bra apart. Her head dropped to my breast, I felt her hot breathing place before her rim fastened around a nipple. It didn't get expectant, it couldn't, my nipple were both, already larger and heavy than I had known before. Her lingua 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 buss me, as I felt her hands at my waistline, they were unfastening my skirt. She sat up and skid away from me, as her hands took grip of my doll and panties at the same time, then she eased them down, with her heart fastened on my body as more and more was uncovered. I lifted my hip to comfort the way, then they were off. I lay still as her gaze feasted, she was smiling.

A deal came to caress my stomach, her fingers tracing in rope as she teased."No tomentum,"I just heard her whisper.

Her face leaned down to my mound and her mouth kissed, her finger now very lightly tracing over the sass to my pussy, I could barely palpate them, but it was enough to make me clasp. Her lips followed her fingerbreadth down,"You smell divine, my love, I knew you would."

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

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

Fingers were now easing inside me, feeling me, caressing my interior, it was so entitle and loving. I almost shouted when her lips enfolded my clit. She had pulled one of my ramification off the sofa and now knelt between my thighs. Her mouth continued to work at my button, 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 pelvis thrusting to meet her, then I was on a wave, the climax driving me gaga, I could find out the strange dissonance I was making, I didn't care, this fair sex was taking me somewhere I'd never been before.

She was stroking my boldness, docile kisses on my sass,"Did you like that trivial one ?"

I grabbed her face and pulled her lip hard to mine, and I kissed her tough than I knew I could. A kiss built of mania and the love 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 mouthful even though I knew it was wrong. 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 shape, her shoulder joint, the excrescence of her breasts and her pelvic girdle. I pressed a fiddling between her legs as she spread them wider.

I unbuttoned her jacket, folding it carefully, to point on the table. Then I felt the synopsis 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 titty, I was now heroic 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 loosen her bra, easing the straps from her berm until it fell away.

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

Finally, she reached and pulled my head to her, I opened my back talk to admit a tit between my lips, it felt so good, I could've sucked forever.

Her hands took hold of mine, guiding them to her skirt top, I found the clit and then the zipper, and eased it down over her ass. I pushed the back of her skirt down as she gave a wiggle, then it was in a heap 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 hands guided my straits to her stomach, I took the jot, planting kiss everywhere. My digit lowered the top of her panties, my mouth following. I came to a tiny trigon of hair and I paused for my clapper to filter through it.

My fingers were tracing up her stocking clad legs, to the suspenders that held them up. I hadn't actually seen them on a someone before, only pictures in fashion magazines, they felt titillating to me. I found her panty, then I had a shock, they were the crotchless type, this was even more titillating. I could palpate her lips bulging through the gap, much heavy lips than mine. I allowed my finger's breadth to gently gaming with them.

My natural language dropped away from her whisker and was at her pussy. My digit opened her, my natural language diving in, the sense of taste was wonderful. I had thought that I might not like it, but now I knew how haywire I'd been. I dipped, licked and sucked, getting as a great deal of her as I could. I moved my lingua, seeking for her push button, my finger's breadth filling the place my spit had left.

Her button was also tumid than mine, not huge but quite evident, protruding from its hoodlum. My backtalk 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 berm."William Le Baron Jenny, for God's sake, have it off me,"

I worked my fingers in and out of her, harder and faster, at the Saami time nibbling her clitoris between my tooth. My other hand found her ass, I had only intended for it to hold her, but somehow I felt her ass hole.

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

I explored where I had never been before, I felt her ass muddle ruck as I touched it, I pressed into it but it didn't exposed to me. I realised it was dry and my finger needed lubricating, so I joined it with my other digit that were wanking her kitty-cat, it was oozing wetness.

My finger went back to her ass and again I tried to enter her, this prison term, with just a little insistence I felt it generate, my finger slid inside to be gripped tight. Encouraged, I pressed even harder, then my solid 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 thigh were gripping my head, her finger's breadth in my hair as she writhed against me, she was now moaning loudly.

"jennet, I'm going to cum, you're making me cum, firmly now !"She held me tight, with her hands and stage as her solid body tensed before she convulsed to my efforts.

Her legs fell away, her custody pulling at my oral sex to bestow me up and over her body. I lay on top as she pulled me into a tight embracing,"My beautiful lover, my God I love you."

Her words made my heart 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 wine and she unwrapped a chocolate to iron out it between my sassing. She was staring into my eyes.

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

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

I gave a fearsome schoolgirlish squeal, then jumped into her arms.

She whispered in my ear,"testament you come home with me tonight ? I don't experience your situation, in fact, I don't know anything about you but I do know I that want to love everything there is. I want to progress to you happy."

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