The Bus Ride

Rebeka sat in her upscale apartment on the 12th floor of a building on the west side of town. Being in a tall building, she liked the idea of people starting up at her. While she was too far up for anyone to get a look through her windows, the feeling was still exuberating. The only time that she would be visible to the masses was when she went out onto her small balcony. She liked to sit here and read a book while the warm winds blew across the building. Sometimes she would sit here nude, free as the birds that flew by. The feeling of freedom here was almost as good as any sex she had.

Today though, the feeling she felt was not freedom that she felt, but hurt and jealousy. This afternoon on the bus she had seen Daniel, the one she considered her own, sitting next to a little redheaded woman. She couldn\'t be more than twenty-two and Rebeka couldn\'t see what he found in her. She had terrible hair, at least in her opinion. She stayed on the bus past her normal stop to see what he would do. To her surprise and maybe a touch of pride, Daniel walked off the bus much like she had done to him many times and the redhead bit her bottom lip and followed him.

Feeling depressed, Rebeka got off at the next stop and went to her real apartment, not the rundown pad that she took Daniel to all those times. After changing into a white semi-transparent robe, she went out onto her balcony to calm down and think with a stiff drink. She ran the scene through her mind for the hundredth time, ending as she usually did when Daniel and the redhead had walked out of sight.

Rebeka sat back on a white chair in her robe and hooked a leg over the arm. I wonder where he went with her. she thought to herself. He had probably taken her back to his place, a nice apartment or a small home or something. He reminded her of the ex-family type who was looking for something new, which is what, brought her to him. She picked up on it quickly and took him because he needed to be taken.

As Rebeka sat there thinking, she started wondering more and more what Daniel and the redhead were doing. She put her head back and closed her eyes, becoming lost in thought as she tried to picture what was going on.

In her mind, Rebeka pictured Daniel walking up to the same apartment she had taken him. The redheaded girl, her name had to be Candice or something like that, probably followed at a distance. Daniel walking into the apartment, leaving the door open just a crack. While he waited, he\'d take off his shirt slowly, exposing his broad shoulders and flat stomach. Daniel would wait in the bedroom, standing by the old dresser.

Candice, inexperienced but curious, would walk in to the apartment. Half hoping it was what she thought; she would first make sure by going to the kitchen. If it was an innocent mistake, she could just lie and bat her eyes to get out of it. When she didn\'t find Daniel there, Candice would check out the living area, finally after there were no more rooms, she would make her way slowly to the bedroom. Daniel would stand there for a moment as she entered, looking up and down his prize. When he felt her start to get nervous, he would walk slowly over, making it look like love, but offering lust as he\'d reach up take her fire red hair into his hand and pull her head back. In surprise, Candice would gasp and open her mouth as her eyes strained to see him. Fear and anticipation would keep her from running. After a small smile, Daniel would put his firm lips to hers and lock them together.

She would feel her moisture begin to flow, Rebeka was familiar with the feeling, and try to put her arms around Daniel. In turn he would push her arms away and spin her around so she was facing the cracked mirror in the corner. As Daniel slid his hands up her sides, she would look into her own face, fascinated by its motions and the desire she would be surprised to see.

A horn from the street below brought Rebeka out of her daydream. She was surprised to see that somehow during her episode, she had opened her robe and had started to rub herself through her underwear. Not wanting to loose the moment, she slid her hand up under the fabricr and down to her clit, already moist with her thoughts of Daniel. Her left hand moved up to her bra, making lazy circles around her nipple with her index finger. Not satisfied with just that, she released the front clasp of her bra and uncovered her breasts. As she drifted back into her daydream, she began to pinch her nipples as she rubbed on herself.

Back in the bedroom, Rebeka saw herself looking out from the mirror at the act of sensuality that was playing out in front of her. Daniel reached around to the front of Candice and grasped her shirt. With a tug, he pulled it open, sending buttons flying across the room - Rebeka slid a finger into herself at the thought. A moan from Candice told Daniel that she would worry about the shirt later. Another tug and her bra ripped open, letting Candice\'s amble breasts spill out into his hands. Candice moaned before biting her bottom lip as Daniel expertly rolled her breasts in his hands. When he felt that she had enough he let go and spun Candice around to him, and pushed her down onto her knees with just a little more force than was necessary.

From her imagined vantage point inside the mirror, Rebeka had the perfect view of Daniel\'s face as Candice unzipped his manhood and took it into her mouth. As Candice began to suck on it, Daniel\'s head tilted back and he took a deep breath. Rebeka began to slide her fingers in and out of her pussy faster as she pictured the scene. Daniel was enjoying the blowjob, his hands entwined in Candice\'s red hair as he pulled her down onto him time and time again. Rebeka could the redhead\'s shoulders jerk and her head strain against Daniel\'s arms as she gagged on him. Finally Daniel pulled himself out of her mouth and helped her stand up, only to turn her and push her face down on the filthy bed.

As he went over to her and tore off her underwear exposing a perfectly round ass and fire red muff, Rebeka came out of her daydream. Her arousal demanded her attention more than her fantasy. She was driving two fingers deep into her pussy as she felt her breasts up. Not quite there, she fell forward out of the chair onto her knees. Quickly she dropped her underwear and bent over, legs spread until her chest was on the balcony and her but was stuck up in the air.

Her wet fingers sought out her pussy as she licked another set of fingers and reached back behind her. Soon two fingers were in each of her holes as she worked them into a frenzy of motion. She wanted to cum so bad, she wanted to be with Daniel again and he went out and fucked this floozy of his. The dirty thought stirred the orgasm that was sitting low in her stomach. Slowly it rose and as it took her over she shuttered. \"Daniel!\" she cried as the last syllable was lost in a scream and violent spasm that racked her body. She kept her fingers moving, drawing out every last convulsion from her orgasm.

Spent, Rebeka rolled onto her side working the cramps out of her fingers and then licked two of them clean. She would show Daniel, she would get the power back in their relationship, then he would be sorry, she\'d milk every drop out of him anytime she wanted to. That she promised herself.