Kisi tahah hum bus ke ander ghuse, per baithne ke liye koi jagah nahi tha. Hum bus me aage badhte hue ek jagah pe khade ho gaye. Me us aurat ke sath c...ipka hua tha, najane isbich kitni baar mera lund uske gand ko touch kar chuka tha per bhid ke wajah se us taraf dhyan nahi gaya tha. Jab hum bus me thoda sattle ho gye to aurat ke sathwale aadmi ne mujhse kaha bhai sahab, ye akele jaa rahi hain thoda jagah ka subidha kar dijiega. Maine kaha aap chinta mat kajiye me inka khayal rakhunga. Uske baad. A slow rhythmic touch.I slowly work my way up one leg, my hand slipping under the towel and down the other leg to focus on your other foot. You lie there limp, totally relaxed.I slowly drag my fingertips up your legs. Goosebumps form on your skin. I pull your towel down a bit exposing your back. My hands start to work their magic, slowly massaging out the tension. You sigh. It feels good but you want something else.You reach back and completely remove your towel. You spread your ass wide for me. "She leaned close. "So was the sex good?" It was amazing. I'd forgotten how good it would feel." He sipped his drink as he relived it in his mind."So who was it with?" She was curious if it was a friend of hers from the club."Oh, it was someone young. Almost too young. She was ... a friend of my daughter's." He came as close to the truth that he dared."Oh shit. She wasn't jailbait was she?" Her hand was now caressing his thigh. It was clear his story was turning her on."No, she was legal, but. “Did you take my pills?” she asked crying. Megan tricking Aaron into sex was nothing new and she had come to acknowledge that the two could not be denied a relationship of some sort.A little confused, Megan replied, “Yeah, I did exactly what you told me, you watched me the first time.” Showing some of the confusion in her voice, she then asked, “Why?”Carly, pressing her face into her pillows muttered in her tears, “I’m pregnant.”“You’re pregnant!” Megan repeated a bit too loud. Not knowing what.