Bus stop

I spend quite a bit of time on the net usually talking to people all over the world on all sorts of topics: movies, politics, music,you name it. This one person I met who happened to live in the same city as I do and there was only one thing she wanted to talk about: sex!

To say she was flirty would be a real understatement; she used to share her horniest fantasies with me and I did the same with her. I asked her if she ever met people she knew on-line in real life and she told me she was really scared to, in case anyone found out, she was married with grown children, as I was.

As a joke one day I suggested that she put on a little show for me one day, a show that nobody else could see and that wouldn't seem suspicious to anyone else.

To my surprise she jumped at the idea and immediately came up with an idea: that we should both be at a certain bus stop at a certain time and that she would flash at me while nobody else was there.

She asked me what she should wear and I said definitely she should wear black stockings with high heels and no panties, then she could put on a Sharon Stone act for me. I asked her if she could just wear an overcoat and nothing else apart from the nylons and she said fine.

This was all arranged and I went down to the bus stop at the right time to wait.

The only problem was that I didn't know what she looked like really and I got a few strange looks from women who walked past as I checked them out to see if they had on black seamed stockings, as I had asked my friend to wear.

After a little while I started to think I had been stood up and thought about going back home but, just as it seemed  hopeless a tall slender woman of about 45 arrived, wearing black stockings with high stilettos and a dark overcoat.

She was very good looking, to my surprise, and I went back into a doorway next to the bus stop to see what she would do next. She walked back and forth a couple of times and I could see her glancing over at me, I was carrying an umbrella , even though the weather was fine, as a kind of signal of who I was and she saw this and went over to the bus stop and sat on the bench crossing her legs.

Not really looking at me she began to unbutton her overcoat until it was open to the waist, She then sat right back on the bench so her coat opened a little and I could see her nice full breasts a little. By this time I had an erection and it seemed the  thing to do to let her see she was having the desired effect on me already. I got my dick out and let her see I was hard.

Next the woman reached inside her coat and started massaging one breast while at the same time uncrossing her legs. I could see the top of her stockings and the whiteness of her thighs above them.

I hadn't been involved in this kind of thing before and I found it sexy as hell, to tell the truth. I began to gently masturbate and when she saw me doing this she began to undo the last few buttons of her coat.

When her coat was undone all the way it fell down on either side and I could see her nice trimmed bush and flat belly, she really looked lovely there in the cold light of the shop windows and I began wanking a little harder.

She opened her legs quite wide and I could now see her  pink pussy which she  began to finger at the same time squeezing and blowing on her nipple.

To my shock a bus came along, horribly quickly, I just about had time to put my dick away before people started getting off. The woman had quickly closed her coat and when the bus left I found I was all alone at the bus stop again; she had left on the bus.