He was just about to identify himself when she hitched her skirt up and wiggled her bare, wet cunt at him. He knew he shouldn't but he couldn't stop h...mself - her scent was overpowering. This was too perfect, too kinky; he didn't want to stop himself. He simply walked up close behind her and just went for it. He figured if he fucked her hard and fast she'd be too preoccupied to notice any difference. He'd figured right about that. What might happen later he really hadn't thought about - until. Damn it. I had a good job and $100 a week was fine. Having looked at this locally, I decided “why not”.The following Thursday night I rang and made an appointment for the following Saturday afternoon. “3pm if it is available” I said. “Name please” said someone I assumed to be Mona. “Sally” I said then chastised myself for giving my real name. “Is that half an hour or one hour” she asked. “Half an hour” I replied. I hung up and immediately regretted calling. “Hell Sally what are you thinking?” I. Can I help you with something" Let me introduce myself. My name is Sidney Wickington, and I'll be riding on your silver chariot today." Sidney offered his hand to the bus driver, who accepted without qualm. "I always like to meet the person who is in charge of the driving before I board, just to make sure that I'm comfortable around them. And I can already tell that you and I are going to get along fine."For his part, the driver could only nod. After he had accepted Sidney's hand in his own, he. I went back to my room and masturbated. I started fantasizing her while masturbating. Days passed by, I found the same seductive feel within myself whenever I looked at her fleshy boobs. I always used to figure out how she would look naked before me in bed. This thought always made me horny. I planned to fuck her someday very soon.Over a period of time, the woman stopped coming for work. I found myself a little guilty though I actually wasn’t. Then, one day, on the way back home from work, I.