We are reboarding the bus. We were only by luck able to collect all the information we needed to complete the project. I am exhausted and fully plotting if I can get away with a nap on the way back.
Our clothes had time to dry in the sun. My panties weren't as quick as my dress though, unfortunately, so I have them stuffed in the small pocket of my bag.
I follow Johnathan onto the bus, confused as to why he passes by our original. Seats in the middle settling into one of the ones in the back. He sits in the aisle seat and I look at him quizzically. He looks up. At me innocently and motions for me to sit next to him. I look behind me to find the original occupants of the space but they have already settled into our open seats seemingly not thinking much of the swap.
'What is he thinking?' I hesitate for a moment before crossing over him and taking a seat next to the window. 'I guess at least I can rest against the wall and nap'.
"We should probably go over how to layout the information." He is rummaging through his bag and brings out the map.
'I'd rather sleep,' I think, sighing loudly. He is right though, figuring it out now will save us time later and the quicker we finish the project the quicker all interactions with him are over. He lays the map out across both of us.
"I was thinking we could set it up. The same way the trails are centering around the research lab." He points to the center of the map which is located above my knee. He drags his finger down the map following the trail which went up my thigh and across my mound.
I look at him accusatorily but he doesn't acknowledge me and continues what he is saying.
"We spent a lot of time in the greenhouse so we can use that as the focal," he twirls over the greenhouse applying pressure to my mound and pussy lips through the paper.
'No he's definitely doing this on purpose,' I think. 'Just ignore him, this isn't the greenhouse what's the worst he can do.'
"Hold on I'll circle it, might make things a bit clearer." He reaches under the map into the pocket of his jeans for a pen. At least that's what I think until his hand goes completely past his own thigh to mine. He grabs my thigh firmly and looks me in the eyes. He starts to bring his hand up my leg slowly." I know you got pretty wet in their hopefully that doesn't ruin your opinion of it."
I look around the bus panicked. Everyone is talking loudly focusing on their own projects. The bathroom is next to us so No one can see what is happening. I look at him pleading with my eyes.
"I know you were worried, but we both got what we needed in there right? I like to make sure we did a thorough job." His hands slip under my skirt finding my pussy lips. My body is tingling. I think of grabbing his hand to stop him but he leans in towards my ear." You learned things go a lot easier when you don't fight me right?"
He extends his middle finger to part my lips seeking my sex. "And looky here, you're already fucking wet." He slowly inserts his middle finger into me, grinning coyly. He begins to dip his finger in and out of me. He adds his index finger sliding in a bit deeper. He retracts his finger. I feel his thumb slide over my clit. He begins to rub his thumb back and forth over my clit hood coaxing the nub out.
