Harriet´s ‘Sports Day’ was her favourite device for arriving at a compromise in the motives that employed her cane. It was a Gala affair widely p...tronized by friends much in the manner and style of the Garde Party of many memories. Whilst ‘The Girls’ were the principal competitors there was also guest participation in certain of the events. In all cases there was a prize. It was in reverse. The loser got six of the best immediately on the spot. It was an incentive to win or to be runner up.. It was not only the bus driver she noticed looking at her, but lots of other men were openly leering at her now.Today was very hot and the drive back home was long and dusty. At about 6 miles from home she waved goodbye to the last of her friends and now she was all alone with just the driver. From where she was sitting she could see his eyes in his rear view mirror staring at her. The bus stopped at a junction and while waiting for the traffic she sensed his eyes on her again."Come up and sit. Then we could just order a pizza or something if you have beer to go with it."I glanced up, surprised — well, not completely surprised after that kiss. I'd expected I'd have to wait before we reached this point. As I said above, I don't think I'm a fool, (no matter what you decide) so I smiled back and said, "That's the best idea I've heard all day. Pizza and beer: you're a woman after my own heart, Serena." We picked up our bags and headed for the clubhouse.The apartment the company found for. .." i said out loud as he continued sucking me. "Fuck that's a hard cock.. " he said out of breath, stroking me so fast. "Get up... turn around... let me see that ass again..." he stood up and i got him on the couch, leaning forward as i spread his ass for another look, seeing his tight ass. "Shit... fuck that looks tight..." i said as he looked at me. "You want me to eat that ass?" I asked as he moaned yes. I got on my knees and shoved my face in his ass, tongue out licking his asshole up and.