When Frank came in he said that he could tell that I was into being seen and he wondered if I was up for going for a ride for a little while, as he ha... plenty of time that evening before he was expected home. I was thrilled to walk arm and arm with him through the lobby and to his car. There were several men milling about in the lobby and parking lot, and my long legs were turning some heads! Frank suggested I ride in the back seat so that as we passed truckers on the interstate they'd have. It had been around 6 months since I came to Houston to continue my studies for a degree in Anthropology.Since I did not have a car, I used to take the bus which was the cheapest and most convenient means of travel, to the college every day. The bus used to be packed always, so more than often, I was forced to stand. One fine evening when I took the bus to go back home, I came across a very attractive woman on the bus. She had a muscular-built body, she was was tall and had sexy long legs and. She now glanced at the watch then unceremoniously tossed the phone back into a small handbag. She looked up. The waiter had just reappeared and I saw her blue eyes catch the light and smile as she noticed that he was heading towards her carrying a fresh cup of coffee. The British would have called her posh but there seemed to be nothing ostentatious or pretentious about her. Her face simply possessed enough of those indefinable qualities that make a face beautiful. Sure, beauty. Damn that was so good. I lay on top of her for a while as we both came down from our highs. Finally I said, “Honey that was one great fuck, you are awesome, I can’t wait to fuck you again.” I so wanted to fuck her again, but was not sure I could get it up again before we had to be back to the agency. Then a thought hit me. If she sucked my cock, I know it would get hard again. Sylvia was lying there with a glazed look on her face, when I placed my cock near her mouth. She seemed not to notice.