She ignores him

Genevieve walked onwards, staring fixedly at the cab, which was edging closer as it snaked through the heavy morning traffic.

"Did you not hear me?" the voice persisted behind her. His hand on her ass was getting more bold now, and started to caress and stroke the smooth skin of her cheeks. Despite his quite balatant actions, no one around noticed, as the crowds were thick and self-absorbed. Geneveive shuddered with pleasure at the man's attention. A small trickle of juice trickled from her pussy and started to make its way down her inner thigh. Still she pushed forwards.

The cab was just a fifty yards away now. In less than a minute, Jenny would be in the back seat. However, the stranger was relentless. Still whispering, he said, "look, lady, you can't just walk down the street looking like that and not expect me to do something. Now you've got me all horny and flustered before I have to go into an important meeting, and I think you should do something about it." As he said this, he pushed his fingers between Geneveive's firm cheeks and started to rub her puckered hole. Geneveive almost collapsed with pleasure, her pussy almost gushing down her leg. Through bleary eyes, she saw the cab pressing ever closer, and a few seconds later it was next to her. She darted ahead of the man, causing him to pull his hand away, and jumped in the back seat.