I was at the club the other night, and I got wasted off my ass, and so I couldn't drive myself home. I knew it was very late, so I looked up and down the street and started walking. I noticed a bus stop a block away, so I waited there, and in about 15 minutes, a bus pulled up. There was one person in the back of the bus who got off three stops later. I glanced out the window a few times, and each time I turned my head, I caught a glimpse of the driver from where I was seated. I decided to move closer to him, because I thought I was looking at something rare. Was this driver truly as handsome as my brief glances were revealing? Had I gotten that lucky?
I was now sitting in the seat nearest the door, and to my surprise, he looked over at me and smiled. He was smiling, because he knew he had become my protector. He was in the enviable position of seeing a drunk (well tipsy) woman at her most vulnerable. He had been elevated to hero, savior, and best friend all in the space of only a few minutes, and even though he was just driving me to a random bus stop somewhere up ahead, I fell for him right then and there.
I smiled and hiccupped a little and said, "wow, for a bus driver, you sure are hot." I then grimaced a bit because I realized that I had said something kind of rude.
He saw my twisted face, and said, "thank you." He asked me if I was ok and if I had fun at the club.
I said yes, and I laughed a little and told him I was a bit drunk.
He said I looked hot and that my mini was very tight. He said he liked the way the glitter made my lips and tits look. He said he could see my nipples through my shirt and that my breasts were perfect.
I told him he should see them without my shirt on.
He said he'd like to, so he pulled the bus over and stopped.
I asked him if he was going to get into trouble if we stopped for a while.
He told me not to worry and to relax. He got up and took a blanket from under one of the seats and laid it out on the bus floor.
I was a little nervous, so I was breathing heavily. He slowly started kissing my lips, and we eased our way down to the floor of the bus. I gazed deep into his eyes and kissed him again. Our wet, hot tongues were gliding over one another, and the heat between us made the bus windows fog up a bit. As I pulled away from him slightly, our eyes met again, and I could see his were a beautiful blue. They were shining, because we were both so fucking turned on.
As I fumbled for a place to put one of my arms, I felt him grab onto it and guide it down to his crotch, so I could feel his enormous bulge. He slowly unzipped his pants and out popped his dick. It was rock hard, and there was a little drop of cum at the tip.
I laughed and said, "oh! You're circumcised."
He laughed this sexy little laugh and ran his fingers through my hair. He told me I was beautiful.
I said, "thank you." I was blushing, and you could see the red in my face, but I knew it had spread to my pussy. I was tingling all over and could feel my clit throbbing as the promise of an orgasm became obvious.
