The Bus Ride

Daniel was annoyed. The cute little redhead that he had drawn off the buss two days ago had chickened out and hadn\'t made it all the way. She followed him to a rundown apartment building and even made it as far as the bedroom, but she couldn\'t bring herself to go in, the hidden camera in the living room told him that. Regardless, he would try again with her today - as soon as the bus got here. He\'d been waiting and it was late again. Hopefully not too much so that she would have gotten onto another bus.

To his surprise, he hadn\'t seen Rebeka around much, maybe she had assumed that since he had dominated her once that he wasn\'t worth the time; or maybe she was just afraid of him. Whatever, the issue was, he would try to find her after he got this little one in his grasp.

It was cooler this week, cool enough for Daniel to wear his suit jacket out. He waited for another five minutes until finally the bus pulled up. He climbed in and took a discreet look around. In the back of the bus, in the same spot as the other day, sat the beautiful little redhead. He could see her try not to look at him as he walked over and sat down next to her. Today she wore a short, pleated blue skirt and a white blouse that was low cut to the top of her cleavage. She was trying to look anywhere but at Daniel as he slid his shoulder against hers and settled down in the seat and pulled off his suit jacket which he nonchalantly dropped across his lap and part of hers, covering her right leg. He was mildly surprised that she didn\'t say anything to that; she just let it sit there on her leg.

For Daniel, it played right into his plan. As the bus took off, it would be about ten minutes to his stop, so he had some time to... play. Slowly he drew his hand out and placed it under the jacket on her bare leg and squeezed it a little. Her skin drew up as she flexed her leg and he heard a little uptake of breath from her. Knowing at this point that she wouldn\'t, nor couldn\'t resist, his hand slowly made its trek up her thigh. Its trek ended just under the hem of her pleated skirt. The sounds of her breaths got shorter as she stared out the window. Daniel kept his gaze forward with a slack expression that he hoped would give nothing away to the other commuters.

As he continued to slide his hand farther up, the redhead\'s legs parted slightly giving him all the room he needed. Covered under the crumpled suit coat, his hand found the panties that she was wearing. They felt like satin to Daniel and he felt her shiver as he touched them. Slowly, he started rubbing his pinky and ring finger against them.

The redhead\'s eyes opened slightly as she fought to maintain some dignity, her mouth opened ever so slightly as she began to pant quietly. Daniel wanted to take her right there on the bus but knew that this was more enjoyable; making her all excited and there wasn\'t anything she could do about it. Not without giving it away to everyone around her. The redhead slid herself down in the seat and parted her legs some more, but kept them under the suit coat as Daniel continued to rub on her. He snuck a gaze at her and saw her nipples sticking out, screaming for attention that they couldn\'t get. He was so enthralled that he didn\'t notice the bus stop and pick up some more passengers. He just continued rubbing on the girl, listening to her enjoy what he was giving her.

Rebeka got on at her usual stop and looked around the bus. It had felt like a regular day at work until this moment when she looked to the back of the bus and saw Daniel sitting there, staring ahead but not seeing anything. The redhead bitch from the other day was next to him, looking shorter than she had before. The look in her eyes was not vacant though, she was in the middle of some kind of pleasure; Rebeka had made that same look before. Infuriated, she sat down in a seat by herself and turned sideways in the seat, her back against the wall. From this vantage point, she could keep an eye on Daniel without looking too obvious about it. With the condition that he was in though, he probably wouldn\'t even notice if she exposed herself on the bus.

Every once in a while Rebeka looked to the side at Daniel and the bitch. She had closed her eyes and her mouth was working very subtly; Daniel was good at whatever he was giving, though it didn\'t take much to decipher what was going on. The bus started to slow and Rebeka watched as Daniel stood up and put his suit jacket on while the redhead pushed herself back up in the seat looking flushed. Daniel was the first off the bus, and the redhead had followed a few feet behind.

Not wanting to be outdone, Rebeka got off the bus from the front door and kept a respectable distance behind the redhead as she followed Daniel from some distance away. It would look to someone like a very slow speed chase, Daniel in the lead, walking normally, the redhead following some distance back like a puppy dog, and Rebeka bringing up the rear with a palatable look of distain and anger on her face.

Daniel led the train of women to a small apartment building. It was run down, but not so much so as Rebeka\'s \'place\' had been. Walking normally, he entered the building and walked up to apartment three at the top of the stairs. There would be no reason for any breadcrumb trail as it were since the redhead knew where she was going this time. He tossed his suit coat on the couch as he walked into the bedroom. There he poured a bourbon for himself and waited for the front door to open, admitting his prize.

He did not have to wait long, for only a minute or two later, the door creaked open and the redhead with the nice sized breasts tentatively walked in. She looked around the apartment and saw that the only door that was closed was the same one as last time. She still felt wet from what the mysterious man had done to her on the bus and her hormones this time got the better of her judgment and she opened the door slowly. Daniel was waiting on the other side in a pair of black suit pants, a blue dress shirt and a tie. He watched as she pushed the door open the rest of the way and stood there for a few moments. With no sense of hurry, Daniel took the last of the bourbon that was in the glass and set it down on the table, making sure he turned his back to her for a moment. When he turned back around, he saw that she had taken a couple more steps into the room. Daniel took two steps up to her and looked down at her with a withering what-makes-you-think-you-are-good-enough stare. The redhead shrunk down away from the gaze thinking that she may have made the wrong choice.

Daniel reached up and took her chin in his hand and raised her face to look at him. Then, slowly he lowered his mouth to hers, licking her lips gently. He could almost feel her fear and excitement as he let go and put his hands on her shoulders. Gently, but firmly, he pushed her down until she was on her knees before him. To make her feel better, he ran his hand through her hair for a moment. He then reached down and unzipped his pants and pulling out his member.

The redhead looked at it for a moment before finally reaching up to take it into her hands. She stroked on it a little and then brought her mouth to it. She tasted the tip of it, but then pulled her head back and rubbed it with her hands again.

\"This isn\'t a hand warmer,\" Daniel said firmly. She looked up at him for a moment, and then took him into her mouth. She started going down on him, but only putting in a few inches at a time, maybe five inches on a deep run. Frustrated by her lack of desire, Daniel reached up and helped her out by pulling her down slowly onto his dick. As he got himself all the way in, he felt her gag and convulse on him. She was a trooper though, even after he pulled his hands away, she continued to go down on him, causing her to gag on it every few strokes.


OFF - To be continued, had to break it up a little or it\'d be one LONG chapter -