He was nerdy, always had his face in hislaptop, but he had a very nice build… workaholic she thought. She beganfantasizing about him touching her, h...s hands moving over her body. Shewould sit and masturbate watching him sit there at the bus stop. Forreasons she couldn’t explain she wanted him! She began referring to himas her BSB (Bus Stop Boy).It was 5pm and a rainy Saturday in the early fall. She was hungry andheading for the kitchen to eat something when she walked past the windowand there. ” “Way too cool!” exclaimed Jack. “I’ve always wanted to see Ruby with another woman!” Everyone broke up laughing at that and the girls wiggled in around the table. The game was quickly forgotten as De slowly unzipped Frank’s jeans and released his hard cock. I watched as my wife took his hard shaft in her hand and stroked it a few times before she ducked her head and slipped him in her eager mouth. Karen was still licking around Dennis’ balls as she stroked his huge black cock with. I somehow asked her if she can come to my room in the hotel and she refused. I was bit disheartened but smiled and asherd her to the car on gate, before she climbed on to the driver’s seat she hugged me kissed on my chick. Thank god I thought at least she is not annoyed with me. In the night she called me told me the reason as her son is at home for his vacation and will be leaving for school in Himachal after couple of days then she will think of meeting me again. I was happy and kept on. “Traffic.”“I know,” he said. “I got your text.”Her cheeks burned, growing hotter as she pictured her red face. Then he opened his arms.“Oh sweetheart, come here.”Dropping her bag, she melted into his embrace. Enveloped in his warmth, she quivered at the touch of soft lips on her skin and… oh, his scent. She breathed it in. How she’d missed this fragrance, so immediately familiar yet frustratingly elusive when trying to recall it, much like a dream that fades with the dawn.“God, I love you,” she.