My home life sucks because I'm too damn tired from the job to give my wife the attention I want to give and get too many honey do lists finished.The s...ress was getting to me so I decided to treat myself to some happy hour drinks. The problem is I tend to go overboard with everything I do and after a few weeks of drinking my wife, she warned me that if I didn't stop, I would suffer unknown consequences.Everything went well for a few weeks until I decided to stop for a few drinks. Actually I had. There were many things I yearned to experience but, alas, lackedthe opportunity or courage to pursue them. Sexual deviation intrigued me,but I had no idea how to begin the investigation without committing tosomething I might regret and wish to terminate. Simply stated, I wascurious but "chicken," and now, it appeared a solution had presented itself. The Voyage Begins--Arriving at the address, I entered a nondescript office where I was greetedby a receptionist who, after taking my name, directed. She does taste sweet! Blossom said as she licked her fingers. Looking down between my knees I see her looking up at me. Reaching down I pull her up to me. Kissing her lips I taste my cum all over her. Looking in her eyes…I feel drugged, as I reach for her…I feel Johns hands on me, urging me forward. She tasted you. Your turn. I whimper…looking at all their faces. My head spinning I kneel before her. Looking into Johns eyes, I feel a hand on my back, pushing me forward. Then I am there, looking. After a few stops, the number of passengers were at maximum capacity (sitting and standing). She was a little discomforted by the sideways push by people adjacent to her.There was a small space in front of me as my hands were resting on the walls of the bus. I asked her if she would like to stay in front of me as she was small and would be more comfortable there.She said, “It’s okay”. But, later she got a lot more uncomfortable and so asked me to make room for her.Now she was in front of me and.