So I just keep on peering outside the window. At one point I decide to look outside the window on the opposite side of the bus and— JESUS CHRIST SHE...S STARING RIGHT AT ME!!! I jumped a little when our eyes met, but I quickly broke eye contact with her. My eyes landed on her thighs, they were a nice a size, not thick but still nice to look at and have dirty thoughts about. I shifted my gaze on to somewhere else, but not before I took a quick glance at her chest. As my eyes made their way to the. Her pants are still bundled around her knees, so he pushes them to her ankles before sitting back to admire the view. There’s something about an adult woman standing bottomless with pants around their ankles that he finds enticing. He likes the way she stands there…waiting. He likes the way her butt looks, and he paws at her round butt cheeks before saying, “Bend over.”He had already positioned her in front of the bed stool, and she rests her forehead on her hands. He’s still pawing her flesh. I could slowly send an increased reciprocation from her and her hands ceased to resist me from lifting her skirt all the way to her round and fleshy thighs, little above it, so I could see the matching blue underwear with floral design.While I did this, I still managed to be naughty and asked, are you feeling shy, mmm, couldn’t figure out then if it was a yes or a no or a moan. Then, I got up and saw her, she closed her eyes instead of closing the blue ones that were swollen between her.I just. When he was done we chatted in the garage, my hand on his shoulder. He was a recent high school graduate and had a cute girlfriend. I squeezed his bicep, savoring the firm fibers beneath the skin. My mouth went to the hollow of his clavicle to partake of the little puddle of sweat. He said, "Mr. Pratt, can this be the last time?" "Of course Danny, of course." In spite of this exchange we both knew that in exactly one week he would be standing in this garage awaiting me, awaiting his just.