He was looking at me like a hungry lion which found his pray, and I was seeing his hand is rubbing his crotch as he was looking at the pale skin of my...legs, my ultra mini skirt that is accentuating my wide hips and narrow waist, my long swan like neck, my curvy boobs with my nipples probably even more visible from the side, and my soft beautiful smooth elegant arms and hands. As I looked out the window, I thought that he probably was fantasizing about him pinning me to the floor of the bus,. It was just starting to get light, but I didn't think he could see me, but I could see him. Most of the lights were out in his room and he stood there completely naked with a long hard dick. He just looked for a moment and then closed the blinds, but that dick stuck in my head and I felt a little excited about it – something that I would never have thought possible. I stood there trying to get that image out of my head when the blind open again and he stood there looking out stroking his cock.. The stewardess walks by us and leans over to whisper, asking if we need anything. I look up and the light behind her illuminates my flushed face. I smile at her and say, “I’m wonderful, but he may need something.” She looks at you and you glance down at your crotch. She follows your gaze then stammers, “I’m sorry, I don’t…” I say, “Not now, of course. If you’re interested, you can find us after we land.” You take your hand out from under the blanket and slowly lick your fingers. She watches you. “Please tell me you’re okay,” I pleaded.Her hand eased off and went further behind me to simply pull me against her. Her lips came close to mine.“I’m fine,” she said. She gave me the tiniest of pecks. “I feel so ... strange.”“I should take it out,” I said.“No ... you shouldn’t.” She licked her lips.“What?”“I can’t believe I worried so much about this,” she said.Then she kissed me again. This time it was no peck.She communicated with that kiss that she was not unhappy about anything. In fact, I.