"Okay folks, we should be on the way soon. It was just a part that needed replacing. These buses get a good workout these days," the bus driver chuckled, "Hope you folks are comfortable. The wait will be a bit longer."
The driver sat in his seat, pulled out a battered newspaper, and began reading over his glasses. Suddenly, the driver sniffed several times, as if he smelled the orgasm that had just taken place on the back of his bus. He shook his head and kept reading. The driver was probably in his mid-forties with jet black hair, and hazel eyes. His uniform hid the evidence of a body that was maintained by hours in the gym. His skin was tanned from hours of yard work and outdoor activities. He stood at approximately six feet and three inches. Jamie couldn't help but scope the driver with her eyes.
"How long of a wait will it be?" Craig inquired.
"Probably a good half hour at least. Shouldn't be more than a hour I would think. I'm going to grab a cup of coffee and use the little boys' room. Be back in a moment folks," the driver put his paper down, nodded, and stepped off the bus.
Suddenly, a tongue snaked its way into Jamie's mouth, and a hand softly fondled a perky breast, lightly brushing a sensitive nipple. Craig ended up on top of Jamie, kissing, and Jamie could feel the beginning of another stiffening erection. Smiling, Jamie began returning his kisses. Suddenly, she grabbed Craig's shirt with both hands, tossed him back against the bus seat, and roughly climbed into his lap.
"Wh-," Craig was cut off by Jamie's kisses.
Jamie broke a kiss long enough to tell Craig to shut up, and she resumed kissing him. Jamie kissed a trail down Craig's cheek, his neck, his Adam's apple, the other side of the neck, and his chest. Jamie started lightly nibbling Craig's neck, and he let out several erotic moans. Jamie felt a hand working its way up to her nether regions and a finger greeted her clitoris.
The finger traced circles on Jamie's bare clitoris, since her panties had long ago been ruined, and the muscles in Jamie's legs started tensing up as she felt Craig growing even more under his jeans and her pussy lips. Jamie began rocking as she kissed Craig, feeling the most erotic sensation on her clitoris.
Craig grabbed Jamie's button-down shirt and ripped it open, buttons flying everywhere. Craig caught sight of the bus driver coming back with a cup of coffee, and pushed Jamie off him with a quick warning of the driver. Jamie pulled her shirt together, thanking that the seats in front covered her chest. The driver sat back into his seat and pulled the newspaper out.
Craig slipped a finger back under Jamie's skirt and continued the circles. Jamie squirmed and tried to stay quiet, but the circles were so intense against her clitoris. The risk of being caught was so great. Jamie suddenly got wetter as she thought of being caught by the driver with her skirt around her waist and pussy exposed.
"Getting all hot are we?" Craig teasingly whispered into Jamie's ear, and Jamie nodded.
With his finger still on Jamie's clitoris, Craig smirked, and called out to the driver. Jamie's eyes popped wipe open.
"Hey driver! I have something to show you. Care to come back here and see?" Craig nodded at the driver, and the driver walked to the back of the bus.