Going to mia

I stepped out of the flat and headed to the bus stop a couple blocks away, the late afternoon sun still warm on my skin. Freshly showered and changed into a loose, low cut tank top and jeans, I felt that familiar post orgasm glow mixed with the thrill of knowing Danny was probably still replaying our little conversation in his head. The bus arrived right on time, and I hopped on, grabbing a seat near the back where it was quieter.

A few stops later, this guy slid into the seat across from me. Tall, athletic build, dark skin, confident grin—definitely easy on the eyes. He caught me looking and leaned forward.

“Hey, I don’t usually do this on the bus, but you look like you had a hell of a night and an even better day,” he said, voice smooth. “I’m Devon. You heading somewhere fun?”

I gave him a small, disinterested smile, crossing my arms under my chest so my tits pushed up a little in the tank top. “Just going to a friend’s place. And yeah, the night was fun. Why, you offering to make my day even better?”

He chuckled, eyes flicking down to my cleavage before meeting mine again. “Maybe. You’ve got that ‘just got fucked and still want more’ energy. Am I wrong?”

I laughed softly, acting unimpressed even though his directness sent a little spark between my legs. “Bold. But I don’t know you, Devon. I don’t just hop on random guys on public transport.” I uncrossed my arms, letting the neckline of my tank dip low as I shifted, giving him a better view. Teasing, but playing hard to get. “Though you’re not terrible to look at.”

We chatted for a few minutes; light, flirty bullshit. He was smooth, funny, told me he was on his way to meet friends but would rather keep talking to me. I kept it casual, acting like I wasn’t interested, even as I let my knee brush his when the bus turned. By the time my stop approached, I’d decided he was worth a little chaos.

“Alright, Devon” I said, pulling out my phone as the bus slowed. “Give me your number. Maybe I’ll text you when I’m bored.”

He rattled it off with that grin, and I saved it under “Devon hot bus guy.” As the doors opened, I stood up, and right before stepping off, I quickly tugged the front of my tank top down with one hand, flashing him both tits, nipples hard from the cool bus air and the rush of doing it in public. His eyes went wide, and I heard him mutter “Holy shit” as I let the fabric snap back and hopped off the bus without looking back, heart racing and a wicked smile on my face.

I walked the short distance to Mia’s place still buzzing, the quick flash and the memory of Danny’s flustered face earlier mixing together in my head. By the time I knocked on her door, I looked perfectly put-together again, like nothing had happened.

Mia opened the door with a big hug. “Finally! Get in here, I’ve got wine and way too many screenshots from this guy.”

I laughed and stepped inside, pushing the bus encounter to the back of my mind for now. “Alright, show me everything. Let’s figure out if he’s worth your time, Mia”

Just another wild day in my life roommate drama, stranger thrills, and bestie advice.