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This past summer, I got to experience something that I never envisioned happening. What started as a fantasy turned into reality, which I am currently enjoying the heck out of.

It all started about nine years ago when my little guy started pre-K. On the first day of school, the bus pulled up, and the door swung open. As I walked him to the school bus, I was greeted by the most gorgeous looking woman I had ever seen. Her name was Clara, and she was in her early 50s at the time. She was Colombian, and had an amazing body, along with the brightest smile I had ever seen. She was extremely friendly and outgoing from the start, and put me at ease right away, as I was a nervous wreck because it was my son's first day on a school bus. From that day on, I couldn't wait for the bus to arrive so I could have those couple of minutes to chat with Clara. She was always so friendly towards me, and I enjoyed our little conversations whenever we had them.

As time went on, we got to know each other well and she showed just how much she cared about my little dude. It was the day after Christmas, and the doorbell rang, and as I opened the door, there stood Clara with gifts for my son. I was surprised and shocked, because no one had ever done something like that for him. Nobody would expect their school bus driver to go out of their way for a student like that. She did and continued to do so throughout the rest of the holidays, and on his birthday. I was thankful that there was someone to look after him on the bus, and the fact that she was so damn sexy, was even better.

As we got to know her, we began inviting her over for barbecues and such, and whenever she attended, I often admired the view since she always wore tights which showed off her mazing ass. I knew she saw me checking her out, as she would flash that bright smile towards me. Little by little, we began to connect, and I enjoyed whenever she came around.

A few months after she started coming over for barbecues, we had my in-laws over, and she connected with them as well since she was in that age range. While I was cooking, she was chatting with them, and I overheard the conversation and immediately felt bad for her. She was telling my mother-in-law that a few years before, she had been married and had kids. Unfortunately, during her marriage, things took an unexpected turn, and they ran into financial trouble. As they tried to figure things out, her husband just got up and left one day, leaving her alone with the kids. She struggled, and in the end had to file for bankruptcy, and move back in with her mother. It wasn't easy, and I could tell it had taken a big toll on her, but somehow, she managed to remain upbeat and was always in a great mood whenever I saw her.

As time went on, we got to know her better, and I felt like me and her were clicking good. We always joked around with one another, and from time to time there was some playful flirting. I loved every second of it, and truly desired to get her in bed. My wife, on the other hand, laughed at me, telling me that the bus drivers were normally friendly with parents. We went back and forth on the subject quite a bit, and she would always laugh at me, while telling me that it would probably always remain a fantasy, because she doubted that Clara wanted me.

After a few years of all this, we all remained close, and one day, Clara dropped a bomb on us. She mentioned that she had recently gotten married, and bought a home in town, but wasn't completely happy about it. The guy she had married was someone that she had known for a while, and he had been in a similar situation as her. They met each other one day, and since they got along, they decided to make it work. It was more of a situation where neither one of them wanted to be alone anymore, rather than a loving relationship type of thing. They settled on each other, bought a house, and were going to make it work. I was a bit surprised, but I understood that at her age, she didn't want to be alone anymore.

Even after getting married, she continued to be her friendly self towards me, and I didn't mind, as I did the same to her. She continued coming over for barbecues, and I continued to admire the view.

As my wife and Iwere hanging out one afternoon, Clara sent a group text message to both of us letting us know that her house was finally situated and renovated, and that she was going to be throwing a

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