Kent shook his head.

The girl was blonde and stunning. Her eyes pierced, making Kent wonder if he'd ever seen anything as blue in his entire life, her brief moment regarding him in his seat making him feel a rush of blood through his neck.

"Thanks," she said, reaching up to stuff her bag into the overhead compartment. She needed to stretch a little to get it secure, which revealed her smooth and flat stomach as her tight babyblue t-shirt rose with her chest. Her breast weren't all that large but would still be a nice handful each by Kent's eyeful estimation, and what she lacked up top she certainly made up for with her amazing hips, her bright orange shorts hugging her curves tightly. As she swung them around to park her generously cushioned ass onto her seat she crossed long lithe legs, a simple pair of white sneakers at the end of them.

"Fuck I should not have jerked off in that bathroom," swore Green Tie, causing the girl to turn her head back to him, her blonde ponytail flicking across the end of Kent's nose. "Sorry, you're gorgeous," the confessed masturbator told her matter-of-factly.

"Don't worry. It's a long bus ride," said the older gentlemen, grabbing at his own crotch over his pants and leering at the girl. She didn't seem put off in the slightest and smiled pleasantly at her admirers, giving them each a quick look-over herself.

"Mmm, maybe," she told them, noncomittal but not outright rebuking their advances either. That was good enough for the two businessmen and they settled back into their seats, one of them returning his attention to his phone to check some emails while the other drank deeply from his thermos. The girl was looking at Kent now, inspecting her closest neighbor with a critical and curious eye then apparently losing interest after a few seconds to look past him out the window. Kent judged her to be about the same age as him, which was probably why she chose to sit here instead of one of the other still empty spots on the bus. He licked his lips, wondering if he should try to fuck her now or later... though later he might not have the chance if this object of half the bus's affections decided to take up the Tie Wearers on their inevitable offers.

There was a hiss from up front as the doors shut, the bus driver getting more comfortable in his seat before cranking the gear stick.

"Hope ya'll know where you're going," he announced to the passengers behind him, few of them chuckling as the bus set off. Kent looked up at the bright and clear digital displays highlighting every possible stop the bus would make as well as its final destination. His final destination... still about two hours away. There was a lot of time to kill and he looked over to the beguiling girl sitting next to him.