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Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2005 17:15:30 +0000
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I met Bob on a Greyhound bus when I used to go visit my family in Springfield
several years ago. I was newly divorced and didn't have a car, so Greyhound was
a standard procedure for me to escape the hustle and bustle of the city on
weekends. He was about 52 years old. I was 28 years old. My ex-husband had
picked up the kids so I had until Sunday evening to go out and "play".
It was summertime so I was dressed scantily, a tight cotton t-shirt and short
shorts. Bob greeted me as I mounted the stairs to the vehicle, eyeing my round
curves with obvious appreciation.
"Hi Dee. Off to play again this weekend?" He teased.
"Yeah, the kids are gone, so I'm escaping for a day or two," I answered,
squeezing by him toward my seat behind the driver's seat.
I had my long, bleached blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail and wore very
little makeup except for light green eyeshadow to accent my hazel "cat" eyes,
and bright red lipstick to accentuate my full lips. I leaned over a little,
giving Bob an eyeful of my 38C breasts, then sat up and crossed my legs and
settled back for the 30 minute ride.
Bob had a stocky build, salt and pepper hair, and a clean shaven face. He always
greeted his riders with a warm smile and a kind comment, but he had grown even
"warmer" over the weeks I had been riding the bus with him.
We rode along the highway chatting about the weather, music and finally our
conversation turned personal.
"Is your mother picking you up at the bus station?" He inquired, glancing at me
in the rearview mirror.
"I have to call her when I get in and let her know to come and get me," I
explained.
"Why don't you let me give you a lift?" He suggested.
I thought about it and felt comfortable with him, so I agreed to ride to my
mother's house with him.
We reached the bus station and after checking out, he led me to his white
Lincoln Continental, opened the passenger door for me to get in and we drove
along the country road.
"Why don't we stop and talk for a minute," He said.
"Okay," I answered.
He pulled the car onto a hidden country lane and leaned over toward me, pulling
me close for a deep, passionate kiss. Surprised, I was taken aback by his
forwardness.
"Hey! What's going on?" I asked, a little frightened.
"Just relax. I've been wanting to get ahold of you for a long time. I've got
something special in my pants for that cute little pussy of yours," He
explained, unzipping his pants and taking out the biggest cock I'd ever seen
in my life.
"Oh my!" I exclaimed, eyes widened. It was at least 9 inches long, and 3 inches
in diameter.
"Don't worry, ...
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