embarrassment on the bus

I am the computer room administrator of a middle School. The School is far away from my Home, and I work very long hours every day. Almost every night I take the last bus at 10:30 to go Home from the starting point to the end. The bus is always empty. , I'm used to it. Although my colleagues are always sympathetic to my situation, I like this because I am an introvert and don't like to get too close to others. "I got off work very early today. I can go Home at the normal get off work time like everyone else." When I arrived at the station, a bus was about to leave. Since it was the starting station, there were many empty seats on the bus. I happened to see a Colleague who had arrived earlier, so I sat in the seat in front of him. It was the kind with only one seat by the window. On the bus, I put one arm on the backrest and sat sideways on the seat to chat with my colleagues in the back. We kept chatting and joking from time to time. Unknowingly, the car had already driven several stops. I didn't notice that there were more and more people on the car. I still kept my sideways posture and chatted with my colleagues. I suddenly realized that my legs could no longer return to the empty space in front of my seat because the car was crowded with people. A woman was squeezed next to my seat, and my legs were caught between the seat back and her legs. For a moment, I felt very embarrassed and wanted to take my legs back, but how could I get her to make room for me? She was squeezed tightly in front of me. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue to watch my colleagues chatting, but I found that I had no intention of chatting anymore, because the woman's purse in front of me was pressing on my little Brother, and with the bumps of the car, waves of oppression came to me. In my mind, I was blushing with embarrassment. I quietly glanced at the woman. She looked to be in her thirties. She had a thin face without any makeup. She was neither ugly nor good-looking. Her short coat was open in front of me. I wear short coats like this almost every day. You can see it, but I've never seen it so close. She was wearing dark blue jeans that hugged her legs tightly. I thought the curves of her legs were very toned. She was wearing a gray high-collared body-shaping sweater, and the two protrusions on her chest were particularly dazzling in front of me. Perhaps it was a psychological effect that I SMelled a milky fragrance. My little Brother couldn't help but get excited and pressed hard against her purse. I wanted to move to avoid her purse, but my efforts were in vain. I had no place to move. I wanted to But my Colleague knew that I was going to ride to the end, so what should I tell him? I thought, just bear with it, maybe there will be less people in a while. There are more and more people on the bus, and the stop announcer on the bus keeps broadcasting: "Passengers getting on the bus, please move inside." From time to time, people on the bus complained: "How can you move inside when the bus is compacted?" She was squeezed closer to me, and I looked up at her. She was looking out the window expressionlessly, while her purse was pressed tighter against my little Brother

My little Brother is even more excited. As the car bumps, waves of strong stimulation rush into my brain. My mind is almost blank. I Sweating profusely, IAll the muscles in my body were tense, allowing her purse to squeeze my little Brother. I accidentally saw a young girl standing next to that woman. She saw me looking at her and hurriedly looked out the window, but her face was also flushed. I thought she must have seen me. What happened to my crotch? I lowered my head sadly, but discovered a strange phenomenon. The woman was holding her purse with her legs. If she had changed the direction of the purse, it would not have been able to hold it against mine, but she just held it there, and one end of the purse was accurately pressed against my little Brother. , I began to think she did it on purpose. I raised my head and looked at her face. She was still looking straight out of the window, but somehow I felt there was a proud SMile on the corner of her mouth. I wanted to move my legs, so that she might know that I wanted to put them back where they should be - in front of the seat, but she didn't move, she kept pushing against me like that, and her legs pushed me harder. My legs were fixed there, I was angry, but I didn’t know how to react. What if she didn’t do it on purpose and all this was my own conjecture. After all, the car was so crowded and I put my legs in the wrong place. of. I think I have a way to know if she did it on purpose. I rubbed my thigh against the outside of her thigh. Her jeans were so tight, she would definitely feel it. I looked at her face and she had no reaction at all. So while chatting with my Colleague, I rubbed the outside of her thigh more vigorously, and then I peeked at her face, which still showed indifference. I went a step further and turned the other leg over, tightly clamping her legs. Her legs were slightly spread apart, but she had no intention of bringing her legs together. I think I know what she means. I was very angry. It turned out that she had been playing with me. It was not that easy. I raised my left hand and squeezed the outside of her right thigh which was hidden under the short coat. I thought it was because it was very secretive and would not be exposed to others. Did you find that many women like to wear short coats? I pinched and peeked at her face, still looking blank, as if I was pinching someone else's leg. I thought, what do I care? She played with me, why don't I play with her. I raised my hand a little higher and pinched her ass, her ass was very firm. I suddenly thought it was very interesting. She was looking out the window indifferently, and I was chatting casually with my colleagues, while I was squeezing her butt with my hands, and she was pressing her purse against my excited little Brother. I don't know what the condition of her pussy is now. I think it's probably wet. I wanted to make a joke with her. I pushed her butt into my arms hard, but she only moved forward a little and held it. I held it harder, and she held it harder. I peeked at her face. Her face looked a little stiff due to exertion, and her brows were slightly wrinkled. I thought to myself, now you know that I am not someone to be trifled with. I squeezed her butt hard while joking with my Colleague. At this time, my Colleague got off the car and was about to get off. We said goodbye, and he left his seat and moved to the rear door. I want to be like this with this womanIt's no fun to be stuck in a stalemate, so I thought of a way. I waited until my Colleague got off the bus and the car started up again, then I pretended to get off at the next stop and stood up. I deliberately blocked her path to sit down and let the girl next to me get off. I grabbed her shoulder bag, but she didn't resist and let me pull her into the middle of the crowd. Now almost everyone had their backs to us, but we were standing face to face. I stared at her proudly. face, she looked into my eyes proudly. I took her hand without the bag, placed it on my crotch, and whispered in her ear: "This is your masterpiece." She pinched my little Brother through the pants, and she wanted to pull me away. I stopped the zipper on her crotch. I didn't want to make a fool of myself, so she had no choice but to fiddle with it. I held the railing on top of the car with one hand to maintain balance, and with the other hand I held her back from inside her short coat and held her in my arms. She raised her head in my arms. Look at me, I look down at her. She hugged my waist with her shoulder bag hands and pressed me tightly against each other. The breasts that were so close just now were now pressed against my chest. We stared at each other motionless. My little Brother became more excited under her pinching. My hand on her back moved down and grabbed her butt and lifted it up. She understood what I meant and pinched my little Brother. My Brother's hands were around my waist, and he stood on tiptoes to bring her belly close to my little Brother. We were rubbing against each other like this... I was always excited, and I knew she was too, because she kept hugging me tightly. Holding me, he stood up on tiptoes very hard and then put them down, then stood up again and put them down again... The two of us were breathing deeply and carefully all the time. The distance to the terminal is getting closer and closer, and the number of passengers on the bus is gradually decreasing. We couldn't move like that, but we were still holding each other. The girl just now was about to get off the bus. She left her seat and saw us hugging each other. There was surprise in her eyes. I SMiled at her. The woman in my arms saw me SMiling at the girl and turned to look at the girl. SMiling at her, the girl blushed, lowered her head and walked towards the back door, never looking at us again. The destination was reached and we got off the car. I asked her: "Where are you going?" She said: "Caoyun Road." I said: "Caoyun Road has already been passed." She said: "I know." I asked "Are you in a hurry to go Home?" She said, "No rush." ​​I said, "Then let's go for a walk." She nodded in agreement. So we walked side by side on the street. I said: "I have only read about this kind of thing in some articles before, but I never thought it would really happen to me." She said: "I thought you were vulgar, but I didn't dare to scold you because there were too many people in the car. , but the moment you hugged me, I saw sincerity and enthusiaSM in your eyes. To be honest, I was moved by your eyes. "I was surprised: "I thought you were playing with me first. That's to take revenge on you." She was also surprised: "I played with you first?" I said, "Yes, it was you who pressed your bag against my lower body.That's what happens when you're angry. " She SMiled: "You misunderstood. The people behind were very crowded at that time, and I had to use a lot of force to resist it. Where is the bag?" I was a little embarrassed: "Then I have to apologize to you for what I did just now. "She said: "No, I was very excited just now, and I want to thank you for not taking any further action. It might be embarrassing if we did anything else. You are so sensitive about sex, I guess you should. Are you a relatively introverted person?" I said: "It seems that you know a lot. Yes, I am more introverted. When you first pressed me, I was very nervous." She said: "You just started using When her hand rubbed my leg, I was extremely nervous." I said, "No wonder so many people like to have an affair. It turns out that an affair is so exciting." She said, "Yes. I have never experienced anything so thrilling. "I said: "It seems that we are very compatible." At this time, she stopped and looked at me and said seriously: "What should we do in the future?" I looked at her, I didn't know how to answer her, How could I know what would happen in the future? How could I be willing to give up on such an extraordinary beginning? But I don't even know her name yet. Seeing the solemn look on my face, she didn't ask any more questions and we continued walking. During the following period, we introduced ourselves to each other, talked about our hobbies, lifestyle, etc. Unexpectedly, we chatted very well and happily. We all work in public institutions, and our will is consumed by ordinary life all day long. We waste time with boring work. We carefully avoid all kinds of right and wrong every day. We long for a SMall world that truly belongs to us. Only where can we feel Safe, a place where you can express your true self. Before I knew it, it was getting dark, and the number of pedestrians on the road was gradually dwindling. I held her hand, thinking about the upcoming parting, and couldn't help but feel reluctant to part with her. I held her in my arms and said, "I really can't bear to see you go." She snuggled into my arms, pressed her face against mine and said, "Me too." We hugged each other like this for a long time. In the end, I reluctantly sent her away. This is a completely true story. We are still dating. Occasionally we will have sex when we are very excited, but I will not write about these things, and I am embarrassed to write them. I can only say that it feels good. The reason why I wrote this article is to ask for some valuable opinions. There are some things I am embarrassed to ask her, such as: Does she like me because I am bold with him? If so, I would like to say that I am actually not a person who likes to have sex very often. What I pursue when it comes to sex is less and more. It is said that people like me will lose interest in sex very early because there is no new stimulation. Also, I don’t know whether I should tell her that I don’t like children very much, so I don’t want children. I don’t think I can educate children and give them a bright future, so it would be very difficult for them to be born in this age. It is undoubtedly a painful thing in this world and I cannot bear it.