"Today's the day..." I say to myself, letting out a deep sigh. I've been waiting months for this, after seeing her. My next victim, that is.
She follows a pattern, getting on at this same station every Saturday at 8am, riding for 45 minutes to the next town over and then getting off to ride a bus to the local park, where she sits and waits for her boyfriend. By this time it's nearly 11.
"Okay..." I say to myself from my side of the park, taking quick glances in her direction. Thankfully, her boyfriend is "late" today. A conveniently timed minor car accident is taking up his time.
Time to make my move. "Hey!" I call out to her. "You're Steve's girl, right? I'm Mike. I've known Steve since middle school. I was heading downtown and I saw that he got in a pretty bad wreck and busted his phone. He waved me over and asked me to bring you to him while he files the police report. He's pretty shaken up."
Seeing the look of shock, desperation and worry on your face, I can't help but think of how easy that was. "Come on, my cars parked down the street. If we hurry, we might be able to get there before he's done with the cops."
Thankfully, even though the pandemic has slowed and cases aren't as bad, wearing a mask isn't seen as strange. This works greatly in my favor.
As we make our way to my car, walking side by side, I can't stop myself from stealing glances at her tits bouncing in her tank top, and her ass in yoga pants. Seeing her so up close, I can't help but get a racing hard-on, but I keep my composure. It isn't time yet.
"Come on, it's right around the corner." As I motion over, we get to my car. "Hop on in." I say as I unlock it. After she gets buckled in, I start the car and put it in reverse to back out.
"He wasn't hurt badly, was he?" she asked, showing genuine concern.