David was a twenty-seven year old postal worker who lived in a quiet suburb. Across from him lived a widow named Jill and her nineteen year old daughter. The daughter was a tall skinny girl with pale skin and freckles on her cheeks. She liked to wear halter tops and short skirts which showed off her round bottom.
One Friday as David was coming home from work, he looked up from his newspaper and noticed that Jill's daughter was sitting cross-legged across the way from him. She had on a yellow halter top with pink roses and a green, pleated skirt.
David pretended to be looking at his newspaper, but instead gazed intently at her long legs, shiny with glimmers of perspiration. Although she was thin, the girl had strong legs from all the walking she did weekends, as a waitress at a steakhouse. David's hands began to feel wet and clammy. The sight of this nubile teen aroused feelings of lust. He thought about rubbing his hand up and down her tight, muscular calves. She was looking out the window watching the route the bus was taking and twisting her brown hair with her finger.
David felt jittery as he expected the young female to notice at any moment that he was staring at her. As the bus stopped at a red light, the cute teenager leaned over to scratch her knee uncrossing her legs. Her brown hair fell forward, covering her face. Forgetting to cross her legs, she leaned back and her skirt hiked up half an inch. From his vantage, David could see a strip of white cotton between her legs, covering her pussy. David saw the way the thin material was slightly raised by the outer edge of her young vaginal lips.
David waited for her to cross her legs again, but she kept them open. Seeing this pretty teen's white panties made his lust grow stronger. David was getting an erection that dug into his thigh and he shifted his rump to make himself more comfortable from the ache of his manhood.
Just when David thought he was not going to be able to handle the lust that was overwhelming him, the skinny teen stood up holding the metal pole. Her white panties were covered again by the folds of the short, green skirt. The bus was nearing the stop that she meant to get off. David heard a screeching sound as the bus driver slammed on the brakes and turned to one side. The momentum sent her towards David and the skinny teen landed on David's lap.
As she was falling, David dropped the paper, catching her right hip and the left side of her round bottom. She turned around and smiled at David, showing the glittering metal of her braces. David's left hand was caught between his lap and her peach shaped butt. Through the cotton of her panties, David could feel the heat and sweat of her panty-covered ass.
David could also smell her hair: the mixture of natural oils and lemon shampoo had a powerful hold on him. She shifted on David's lap and his pinky finger slipped into the warm fold of her ass cheeks.
"Thanks for catching me," she said squeezing the strong muscles of David's upper arm with her left hand.
David saw the bus driver get up and exit the bus. As she jiggled on his lap, David was tempted to squeeze her young ass with the hand that she had trapped beneath her.
"It was nothing, just my instinct to grab you as you fell," David replied, noticing a slight tremor in his voice. He was having trouble disguising the lust he felt for this sexy, young teen.
She looked intently into David's green eyes. "Don't I know you from somewhere?"
"I think..." David started.
Kelly continued, "Now I remember, you live on Hillcrest don't you?"
"Yes, I do," David smiled at the lovely teenager.
David saw the bus driver climbing back on the bus. "I'm sorry," shouted the bus driver "We ran over a nail in the road, and the spare tire is also flat. I've called for another bus which should get here in half an hour."
Several passengers in the bus let out a collective groan. David looked out the bus and saw a gas station which told him where he was.
