“I don’t lie. My business would fail and I’d lose my friends,” I stated. “You can ask me anything.” Damn, I needed this conversation to stay off sex because I was struggling to keep my self control.
Her smile turned mischievous. “Anything?” I nodded my consent. “Alright.” She ran a finger up my leg, sending ripples of excitement through me and making my nuts quiver in anticipation as my self control began to crumble. Her finger dragged across my arm, up to my shoulder, then moved to the open neck of my polo shirt. “You seem to stay in good shape, too. Can I ask if you do any manscaping?”
“I keep the garden neat, but I don’t mow the entire lawn.”
“You don’t look like a Wookie. Can I check?” Without waiting for an answer, she slid her hand inside my shirt. Her soft touch sent more ripples of excitement through me, and my nuts woke up to seize the moment. Good bye, self control. “You’re not bad enough to need it, and I like a little fuzz on a man anyway.” She pulled her hand out of my shirt, brushing my nipple, then noticed the bulge appearing in my pants. “I guess you’re enjoying this,” she said with a demure smile, running her tongue across her upper lip.
“Turnabout is fair play,” I replied, eyeing the buttons on her blouse restraining her c-cups. “Are you up for me to have my turn?” I ran a finger up her leg, onto her skirt, and up her side. I moved up and caressed her cheek before moving back down to the open neck.
“There’s a lot of material in the way, but I know you’ll manage,” she encouraged. Like I needed it.
I ran my finger across the closer nipple, feeling it through her bra. A few circles, then I moved back down, finding the hem on her skirt. I pushed it up as she spread her legs wider. My fingers moved up her thigh and found the edge of her panties, then followed them over the top of her leg down into Joy Valley. The heat was intense, and brushing against the nylon showed she was just as excited as I was. A few more circles as I felt the panties getting wet, and I was ready for more. I knew she was beyond her reservations by the way she was massaging my cock through my pants.
“My stop is the park and ride by the mall. Is that closer than yours?”
Her hand helped my stiff cock into a more comfortable position as it continued to grow. “Yes, let’s get off this bus and try to make it to your place.” She patted the kielbasa now lying sideways in my pants. “How big does this thing get?” she asked with a wink.
“It is a very comfortable car. I need a nice one to take clients out,” I pointed out. “But I haven’t made out in the back seat in years.”
Michelle’s smirk was priceless and made me melt. “I want to save something for a second date. But I would love to see your place as soon as possible.” She continued adjusting my stiffening cock as it strained to break free. “I want to see several things.” She leaned forward and kissed me. Her lips were soft and warm while the berry lip gloss sent images of those lips around my dick through my mind. We kissed more and her tongue came out, caressing my upper lip. Her grip on my cock grew stronger as we kissed. My hand caressed her tits and teased her nipple into its own erection, poking through loud and proud while begging to be kissed and sucked.
“We’re the next stop,” I advised. “Can you hold it together long enough to get to my place?”
She gave me another squeeze. “I’m ready, I hope you have some stamina because I won’t be happy if you’re a one pump wonder.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll put you through your paces.” I gave her one more kiss before we arranged our bags to cover the obvious results of our foreplay. We walked off the bus and she followed me down the short steps into the parking garage. My black Grand Cherokee was close by, and I opened her door for her while taking her bag.
“Why thank you. Good to know chivalry isn’t dead.”
I laughed. “I think you know you’ve found a good knight.” She groaned and shook her head as I gave her a kiss, closed her door, and moved around to the driver’s side.
As we drove, we held hands and I glanced over every chance I had. “I don’t want you to think I’m like this with everyone I meet online,” she said, turning in the leather seat to face me. “I feel a connection with you, so I hope you feel that too, and this might last for a while.”
I gave her hand a squeeze. “After twelve years of marriage, and being divorced for four, the occasional hook up hasn’t been that satisfying. I’d like to find someone who will want to get playful and enjoy life.”
“Your car is pretty nice, would you risk messing it up to get playful in here?”
I glanced over to find her pulling her skirt up to reveal her panties, giving me that sexy smirk as she worked a finger under the damp nylon. “Hell yes! The leather will clean up easily enough if anything runs down your legs.” I pulled into the driveway of my condo complex, watching her tits bounce as I drove fast over the speed bumps on purpose. I pulled into my designated spot and shifted into park. “Welcome to my humble home.”
We walked through the front door and she looked around as I dropped the keys on the dining room table to the left. The kitchen was just beyond and a living room with a leather couch and TV was on the right. Stairs ahead beckoned us up to the bedroom, but I wrapped my arms around her for another passionate kiss first.
“Would you prefer to go upstairs?”
She began unbuttoning her blouse as I ran my hands up and down her back. “Let’s start there, but that couch looks comfy too.”