She gets back on the bus.

Hannah still has knees streaked with dirt and spunk stains seeping into the fabric on the back of her skirt and blouse as she sexily sways her recently fucked ass back to the bus stop and plops it onto the bench to wait. I wait in my car, gripping my hard cock through my pajama pants obsessing about the lies, deceit, and blatant disrespect for our marriage vows that I had just witnessed. I could see her slutty, now panty-less ass peek from the bottom of her skirt as she got onto the bus, and I again followed along behind it as it took Hannah further away from campus.

The bus driver seemed to me to be stopping more and more abruptly each time he does, causing me to panic and make abrupt, suspicious stops of my own each time to see if Hannah would step off at the park, or the mini-mall, but she took the bus all the way downtown, into a pretty run-down neighborhood, before she actually stopped. There were no parking spots nearby, so I had to drive right on past the bus even when I saw her stepping onto the sidewalk. As I turned the corner, I looked over to see her entering...