He was wrong it was much more crowded and we both got stuck mid way up the aisle but I pushed my way to the back only to discover my husband was stil... somewhere in the middle.The bus driver kept stopping and more people got on, I was being pushed and shoved but everyone seemed to be in real good spirits and as I was still relaxed it didn’t seem to matter, being at the back of the bus I had stepped up and was slightly higher so from where I was standing I could clearly see my husband’s head I. But this time she told me about how lonely she feels because her husband had stopped coming home and used to sleep at the other woman’s house. I tried to console her but she was crying a lot. But somehow she composed herself and then started talking about other things and she asked about my girlfriend. I told we are also having some fights and its been difficult recently. Then she asked about have if my Gf and I are still having sex then I told no. We stopped few months back when we started. " She shook her head. "So Mary, how do you feel about what happened?" Lucky I guess," said Mary. "We got away with it. I thought for sure that we'd get caught and my life would be over." No I don't mean about that," said Dorothy. "How do you feel about what we did?" I was so drunk that I don't remember most of it," said Mary. "And what I do remember wasn't good. Some greasy smelly man that I don't even know just fucked me like I was a whore. And I let him. And the worst part was that he just. Exactly the woman I wished I could be. I hesitated for a moment and the slowly began to unbutton my top.“Too slow,” she yelped, and reached over and yanked down my skirt. Before I knew what was going on her hands we on my panties and they were around my ankles. And that’s when my sissy cock popped out.“NO WAY!” Bethany yelled, falling to her knees flicking my clitty with her hands. “No fucking way!”“I’m sorry. I …. I wanted to tell you. But you were going so fast. I was lost in the moment. I...