You two have five years together and there is something between you, or you would not of been together this long. You need to talk to him, seriously n...w, you owe him that much." You're right! Oh god, how can life be so complicated!" As she methodically went through the motions of getting dressed, she again wondered what in the hell just happened to her. Was the feeling she having just lust of a sex starved homemaker? Or was it love? The more she thought about it, the more she realized that her. However, this was different. This was somewhat dangerous. To tell the truth, there was an element of excitement too. She took the bus again.Like Monday, the bus gradually filled with people as it neared uptown. Moreover, the old guy was there in his usual seat. RuthAnn was both fearful and a little excited by his presence. Not knowing what to do or expect she focused on the scenery as the bus headed uptown. The bus was filled with people. Soon there was a slight brush of a hand over her ass.. ?Please,? she screamed, ?make it stop burning.? Someone handed her a wet pad. ?Go ahead, wipe it off.? She rubbed herself with the wet pad, as if she were wiping herself after using the toilet, but harder. She felt the wet pad push between her lower lips, but with each wipe the pain decreased. When it was down to a bearable level, she began to rub her burning breasts. Finally she stopped, for rubbing didn't seem to be effective anymore. There was a residual warmth across her. She told me to show up right after I see her husband’s car pass my house on his way to work. She said that I would have about ten hours and that she would feed me lunch.I jerked off thinking of her as I fell asleep that night. I was up early and ate breakfast. I was out in our yard sitting on my bicycle when I saw his blue Ford go by. I peddled as hard as I could and in two minutes flat I was knocking on her door.Mrs. Smith opened it up and invited me in. She was wearing a short silk robe.Mrs..