Then again, he couldn’t help thinking it was probably easier to see a problem when it was someone else’s. He watched as she came back with another...glass of wine. She set it down then went back to her own chair.“So, have you decided what you’re going to do about it?”“Well, I’d like to go over to the motel and beat the living shit out of the two of them, but I’m not really going to do anything like that.”“No, that’s not the way, you’ll just get in trouble.”“Yeah, and besides that, I didn’t get a. Marching over to the cozy couple, I demanded an explanation. "Just what the hell is going on here, Sheila? Who is this guy and why is he carrying you?"I shot a venomous look at Neanderthal Man receiving a surprised look in return. Sheila, however, wasn't quite as accommodating."Nat! What are you doing back here? I thought you went home."Keeping my eye on Neanderthal Man, I gave Sheila the obvious answer. "I came back."That wasn't good enough for Sheila. I would have been surprised if it had. More and more people got on the bus and we had to squeeze closer. Being squeezed tight against you made me horny, as I fantasized being caressed by your hands. I start to get wet and as experienced as you are, you recognize the smell of a wet pussy. Grinning to yourself, you put your hand on my thigh and rub it gently. I let out a small moan but didn't resist as your hand wandered up to my pussy. You groaned to find out that I weren't wearing any panties. You made up your mind to fuck me as you. “you’re a lovely little thing, do you want a brew?” without waiting he poured her a mug, she took it happily, the tea strong and restoring. He too unhurriedly finished his mug, and bade her pull the curtains, this she did and then without being asked, she removed her upper clothes. The old lads eyes near popped out, saying that “he had not seen such a lovely real pair of tits in a number of years now,” he looked wistfull, then explained his wife was ill, had been for a few years now so no sex.