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Bus Ridethis story is part of the FanClub (fm:seduction, 2483 words) [1/2] show all parts

Author: Neela
Added: May 16 2007Views / Reads: 4222 / 3494 [83%]Part vote: 9.57 (14 votes)
A bus ride home becomes a pleasurable experience for a young woman.
 


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Riding the bus can be awesomely tedious, especially when it's hot and you've had a hard day in the office. Today was one of those days. The mild spring temperatures had soared up into the mid 80's and between the jacket and the pantyhose I was wearing I felt like wilted lettuce and I was exhausted. And to top the misery of the day, the buses were overly crowded because a couple of buses had broken down earlier making the current bus do double duty. My stop is near the end of downtown so by the time I was able to squeeze on - it was sardine style - standing room only.

It was also later than I usually catch the bus usually I ride to work with the same group people everyday and then ride right back home with same ones again. Not today. I pushed my way back into the middle of the bus. I hate to be close to the front - I don't like to watch the way the drivers drive, and I don't want to be in the back because of the fumes...so into the middle for me. I found a spot with a little bit of space to stand - if I stood with my legs slightly apart I wouldn't lose my balance and fall into anyone. With my right hand I grabbed the handle above me - this put considerable strain on my pink silk blouse and beige jacket but that couldn't be helped. With my left I held my briefcase and under my arm I clutched my handbag. Why I didn't remember to put it into my briefcase I couldn't figure - I just knew I was an idiot for forgetting. Now, since I was finally situated I glanced around a little to see if I recognized any of what I thought of as "my group". Not one person looked even vaguely family...did I ...

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