Next to my clutch bag was a smooth, shapely foot, with polished, pink toenails all dressed up in a five inch, silver, strappy high heel. My mouth drop...ed open. It failed to notice that I was still bent over in a short dress. I grabbed my clutch bag and got back up. When I saw her, she was smiling. She was a stunning vision of beauty. She had short blonde hair with her bangs covering one eye. She had a full set of lips on her that you would never stop kissing. Her green eyes sparkled in the. I rambled on about some made up school career until she invited me to her place. I had never really seen her place except from the windows, and I was impressed. She had impeccable taste in decor that seems the mark of the successful women. After we got on the couch I admitted to really being her neighbor and used the school mate bit as a ploy to get in her apartment. Betsy was shocked and I was afraid that she would kick me out. Finally, at my urgings she cooled down, and admitted that she knew. ..what you would call “professional”. The halter top was stuck to my breasts, the outline of the nipples clearly visible despite the pattern. The black thong underneath. The naked back. The cloth bunching around my butt cheeks. The somewhat immature strappy clear jelly sandals. Yes, this guy for sure wants sex for giving me the job. Think about it. “Make yourself comfortable”, the oldest euphemism in the world. Do I really need the job this bad? Hell, look at your bank account statement, girl.. I stood behind the lady and made her turn towards me and for the first time and I saw her face. All thanks to the light which highlighted upon her from the car travelling behind our bus.She was a pretty lady. She was fair n had a lovely smile. Her soft pink lips were worth dying for and I was waiting for complete darkness when there were no vehicles behind the bus and I took an opportunity to make my next move. I planted a kiss on her soft pink lips.She did not resist this and I took this as.