Outside the club.

The pair of you hop of the bus laughing, although you are shocked how your night has already started and wonder just what you could get up to next.

“I can’t believe you just done that on the bus” Lucy turns to you and says as you join the small queue for the club.

“Me neither, but bloody hell, it was such a turn on Luce, not that I plan to do it on every bus I get from now onwards” you laugh as you move closer to the entrance as the queue moves forward.

Inside your skirt you can feel your thong soaking up the wetness that is a result of your bus performance, and you know that at sooner or later tonight some lucky guy is going to get to find out just how wet you have been, and the way you are currently feeling, you hope it isn’t too long to wait.

Reaching the kiosk you and Lucy find the odd change needed to pay the two pounds entrance and wander inside the big lobby, looking around to see how busy the place is.