*No minors were exposed to any adult content or language. I would encourage you to read the previous chapters in order. The first two chapters provide the backstory and finally at the end of chapter 2 things finally start to get steamy. In Chapter 3 the characters turn things up.
Chapter 4
It was hard to fall asleep that night even though I was exhausted both physically and sexually. My mind kept replaying all the events that lead up to the days events. Having seen her every morning not really knowing who she was other than a mom until meeting at Target. It started our gym sessions, coffee talks, lunch meetings, teasing and friendship. Then the changing room fun a week before, her outfit and things she did that morning, what she was wearing and did when I got to her house with her curbside pick up order, what she did when I got in her house, and what we did while I was there. How she touched on some of my fantasies and the amount of incredible sex that we had today. How I have her soaking wet panties as a souvenir.
I finally fell asleep. I woke up to my alarm and was excited for the day. My mind was filled with questions.
My thoughts were, "What would Mandy wear? What would Mandy say? How can we hide the fact that we had sex for hours yesterday around other parents?"
I pulled myself together and focused on the things that I needed to do before I needed to leave. I then left for work.
I did my normal routine, pretripped, and headed out on the route.
As I got to the bus stop for the Marcel's it was a normal Thursday everyone was there. Some parents were still in pajamas and others were dressed for work. Today being Thursday meant Amanda was dressed for work too. She had her hair partly up and was wearing a dressier style purple blouse with gray dress slacks that were somewhat tight around her ass but loose down her legs. They came to the top of her ankle and she had on a chunky high heeled black loafer with purple dress socks that matched her shirt. I guess you could say it looked like her usual office attire. I never paid much attention to what she wore daily. I just noticed she dressed nice and most days was wearing what could be called business casual attire.
As I opened the door she gave me a sock puppet wave. That was different. Everyone got on and sat down. The usual good morning transpired between kids, parents, and myself.
I said, "Have a Good One!"
I closed the door.
Amanda gave me the same wave and turned herself sideways to not face the bus. Seemed like she was saying something to one of the other parents. When she did she slipped her right foot out of her loafer, wiggled her ankle and toes and twirled a section of her hair that was not up, and then put her shoe back on and turned to wave goodbye again.
On layover I turned on my phone see
seven separate text messages from Amanda.
"Let's play "Game"
"Do my socks match..."
"A.) Just my shirt?"
"B.) My shirt, bra and Panties?"
"C.) My shirt and panties?"
"D.) My shirt and bra?"
"E.) I'm not wearing panties?"
"Let's go with option C," I texted back.
I was expecting an answer right away but I didn't get a reply. She had sent the message early, so she must be busy. I went about the remainder of the route and my errands throughout the day. I kept checking my phone but I didn't get an answer back to tell if I was correct. I didn't get any messages about "The Game" at all.
She asked about how my day was going and I asked about her day. We texted about gym plans for tomorrow. I didn't dare ask about the "game". Thinking maybe that's part of it.
I got back to work, did a check on the bus, and drove to the school for the pick up. It was the usual hello to all the children. Once the buses were given the all clear that we had everyone we followed each other out of the loading area and to the main road. It is at the main road that the caravan of yellow buses starts to break up. Some go left and others right and then slowly each peels off to a neighborhood. I arrived in the neighborhood of the Marcel Family. I started dropping off my riders. Unsure of what to expect.
There were several riders that were on that would get off at the same stop as the Marcel children today. All the parents were patiently waiting including Amanda. She was holding a small gift bag. I stopped at a bakery today on the way home. I figured you may like some cookies.
It was odd and random I thought but then again a nice gesture. It made me smile. Sometimes it's the small unanticipated gifts that are nice to receive.
"Thank you, how thoughtful," I said.
I also didn't want to allude to the fact that Amanda and I had a relationship on a different level than just being a friendly bus driver.
I put the gift bag down, waved goodbye and proceeded with my usual steps as I prepared to drive away. I completed the route and returned. I post tripped, grabbed my paperwork and the gift bag, and went in to turn in my key and paperwork. As I was walking I peeked inside the gift bag. There was a piece of nice stationary. I got a strong smell from the cookies. As I pulled out the note to read it I noticed the cookie smell became stronger, the note smelled like cookies too.
The note said, "Dear John: Please be sure to read this entire note first. I can't put into words the emotions I have and how wonderful yesterday's experience was. I wanted to give you a thank you. I'm sure you want to know the answer and eat the cookies too but, I want you to wait! ONCE AGAIN PLEASE DO NOT TOUCH ANYTHING ELSE IN THE BAG YET!
When you are in your car and ready, send me a text message that says READY."
I got in my car and before I started to drive I did as asked. I texted Amanda "READY."
I got a text back seconds later. She must have been waiting and had her phone close by.
Amanda's text said, "The following is important. DO NOT TAKE ANYTHING ELSE OUT of the bag until you have played the video I'm sending right after this. Actually, I'm going to send several videos, but only one at a time once you have read, watched, or viewed what I sent and you reply back will I send the next part. Although, I'm sending you these after I handed you the gift bag. They were all taken or recorded earlier today before I gave you the gift bag. Even more than that I'm sending them in reverse order of how they were taken or filmed. MAKE SURE YOU ARE ALONE AND THE SOUND IS UP!"
"Okay, done and ready!" I texted back.
Seconds later I received a message with the attached video. I was so nervous I was sweating.
"What was going on?" I asked myself as the video loaded.
Once loaded I pressed play on the video and Amanda appeared.
"Hi John," she said while waving. "I hope you're alone. I'm sure the suspense of knowing if you guessed right is killing you. Part of me is amazed that you didn't ask and on the flip side knowing your self control it doesn't surprise me that you didn't! I will let you know if you were right or wrong in a few minutes. I gave you the cookies because I got to thinking about something.
L"On the mornings where we want to play (she gestured quotation marks with her fingers when she said play) I thought it would be fun to pass along some cookies in the morning. We can have fun during the day and when you drop off the neighborhood kids, mine included, and all the parents are around when you or I say, Thanks for the cookies! It can be our secret as to what it means. That's it, cookies! Cookies can be our secret code word and no one will know exactly what it means but the two of us. We both can get a laugh."
She paused for a moment.
Continuing she asked, "Do you like the smell of my new body spray? It smells like cookies doesn't it?
It's on the note too. I'm sure you noticed but, I figured I'd tell you anyway why the note smelled like fresh baked cookies. Can you imagine us walking around, having coffee or eating lunch with me smelling like cookies?
"Go ahead and take out the cookies in the bag, leave the other stuff in the bag, and smell the cookies first. Don't eat it right away. While you inhale imagine me smelling and tasting like a cookie too. I'm wearing the Sugar Cookie body spray right now! Don't you wish we had smell-o-vision?"
She stopped speaking for a few seconds. I'm assuming it was to allow time for me to smell the cookie. I took a sniff. I then closed my eyes and inhaled deeper. It did smell wonderful. I got an amazing image in my head of the two of us embracing and me smelling the body spray. I got chills. My moment was interrupted when I heard Amanda start to speak.
Continuing she said, "Okay, now you may eat the cookie. Does it taste as good as me? I want you to pretend that I'm the cookie! So to show me how much you're enjoying your snack before you eat it all up, take a selfie of you enjoying it and please send it to me. When you do, I'll send you another video."
The video ended and I followed instructions. I closed my eyes, sniffed the cookie again. I imagined seeing Amanda naked and smelling like a cookie once again. I took a bite of the cookie and it was an overwhelming feeling. The softness reminded me of her soft skin and lips. Taking small nibbles I imagined it was quick kisses on her neck and chest. I took a few photos and sent them to her. I then went back to enjoying my delicious cookies. I was lost in my imagination and was disrupted by the audio alert that I had a text.
Amanda continued right where she left off.
Facing the camera she said, "Do I, sorry I mean the cookies taste as good as they smell? Did you picture me when you tasted them like I asked?
"I hope all the action of this afternoon made you distracted enough to not notice that I purposely didn't show you my ankles or let you see my feet. I didn't want you to notice that part of my outfit was different from this morning. Just a reminder that you're seeing these in the opposite order I filmed them. When you're ready, text me our new code word and I'll send part three next."
I was so confused. "Why did she keep mentioning that she wrote the note last and was sending me the videos in reverse order," I thought.
Ready for the part as instructed I texted her, "cookies."
I was quickly alerted Amanda had sent the next message. The text which read, "Part Three is the series of pictures attached to this message. When you get them, open the file and see if you can find something different from what you saw this morning."
