I don’t she intensionally slide her top from below her waist and kept my hand on her waist keep pressing. After that I ran my hands towards her boob... from inside of her top this time I directly pressing her boobs with my full pleasure she removed her hand and enjoying every minute. After 15-20 minutes of pressing. I ran my hands towards her pussy. I inserted my hand I touched her pubic hair but I felt fear take back my hand. Once again I started to press her boobs from inside of her top. But. Before getting on the bus I have had a couple of beers and was feeling tipsy, I boarded the bus and sat on my seat which was at the rear, though the bus was not full I prefer sitting in the rear away from people so I can watch porn on my iPad and jerk off if required… wink.Bus has just started and I was listening to the music, suddenly my eyes caught a lady sitting just next to me on the other side of Isle, she must be in her mid thirties but had attractive figure and a attractive looks, she. I even wondered if I would like to see Kathy with another man. I often think that, for the instant gratification, the answer might be yes. But then after it's over would be a definite no. I wanted men to admire her, to see how great she was but I didn't want anyone touching her. I wanted her to want me, me only.The next night after I got done reading the stories, I walked into the bedroom and there sat Kathy with tears in her eyes. It always bothered me to see her cry. I quickly sat next to her. As she got off the bus I could see the photo did her no justice, she was more stunning in real life, “hi are you Alice” “yer you must be Chris” after shaking hands we made our way to the car and chatted, “so your mums ex” “yep long time ago, was surprised she had moved back to the area”, “well mum and dad are having issues and well I suppose she has told you all”, “well we chatted more about old times, than anything I hope they get it sorted” “yer suppose just be nice to catch up on the.