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Heaven in the underworld

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: giovines Posted on: 12 Oct 2003 1 comments
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New York guy gets a taste of BostonThis may be the greatest thing to happen to me this year. It was 0one of those quiet Boston nights, misty, humid, typical fall weather. I was on a trip to visit an acquaintance with whom I had had a major argument. You know to apologize and what not. We ended up arguing even more but eventually made peace. It felt good, I had acheived my goal. I walk out his building and head to the corner to take the bus back to the Hyatt. As I step on the bus, I see the reflection of a beautiful red haired woman sitting at the back of the bus. Figuring something good may come out of this evening, I headed in her direction, and sat across from her. There was only one other old person sitting near the driver. Mirrors were all over, I knew that nothing would happen on the bus, the driver had virtual omnivision. I was wrong. I stared at her a few times, until she realized that I was very attracted to her. She struck me as a bit of a poser, but not to worry I did'nt mind. She began licking her fingers, all the while giving me sultry stares. Her hair covered half her face, a very sexy style, which had me hard within a minute. She almost began girating in her seat, slowly spreading her legs, it was clear she was not wearing panties. I was in heaven. She then began caressing her nipples, as they protruded from her tight suede shirt. The bus stopped, another man gets on, a Mexican janitor tired from a long day's work he soon fell asleep. I knew I had at least another thirty minutes before we got to the outskirts of the city center, and another ten to the Hyatt, so time aws not a problem. I began stroking my cock, slowly underneath my blazer. She knew it, "classy" she whispered. "Thanks" I retorted. She then said "keep going" I said to myself, is she serious? "Really keep going" she said. I did slowly, making sure the driver did not find out what was going on. She soon began fingering herself. I could clearly see her shaved pussy, her legs wide open in all their glory. The power of woman personified. She was very classy, her bag had an IBM patch on it, Given that I work for Accenture, I could relate to the life of consultants. She began breathing harder, as her fingers played with the skillfullness of a pianist, withn rhythm, and swank liberty. I was still sitting across from her. Stroking my cock, I was almost there. She stopped, I stopped. She started I started. She unzipped her collar exposing the upper half of her breast, I lifted by blazer, exposing my bulging penis. She then got up and sat next to me. "Give me your hand" No no wait aminute I said to myself what is this? She took my fingers and placed on her belt. Undo it she said, I did. She then guided my hand down her miniskirt to her pussy. I gave her my usual maneuvers, and she was panting on my shoulder. Beat red, she bit my jacket at the shoulder, as the pleasure overtook her. Her wet pussy encapsulated mu fingers, she was gushing . I had to stop. She grabbed my face and frech kissed me as she climaxed. I did the same. Soon her hand was on my cock. We were ten minutes from the hotel, she dropped her phone purposelly on the floor. There was noone else on the bus now, as it was almost midnight. She bent over to pick it up, unzipped my slacks, an kissed my penis. "What hotel has Accenture put you up in?" she asked, The Hyatt I answered, "I am going to need a room at the Hyatt. Ok I said but you don't have too. I know she said, I could hang out in yours. That a girl, I thought. We got up, I could barely walk, she walked loosely dow the cold Boston street. We entered our hotel, and got to know each other well. She is now my girlfriend.To be continued