She stood and crept towards me. She slid herself to my shoulder and ran her hand smoothly along my chest with fingernails clawing at my shirt. I slunk my arm behind her, gently skimming her arm with my knuckles. Her other hand slides along the waist of my pants, her cold finger brushed against my skin as she reached underneath to undo the first button. Her lips wafted along my neck, as we both listened to the unmistakable zipping. She turned down to my crotch, dangling an aura of coconut strands in front of me. Her fingers then curled around elastic and dragged it down to reveal my erect cock resting on my stomach. She loomed back and I saw as she gawked down at it, a broad smile beam from her face. Softly, she brushed her cool fingers along the length of my shaft and back down. All the while, I leered at her cleavage that hung out towards me, inviting me to be entertained. I rest my hand on low on her belly, with the lower two fingers slipped under her tank top.I glanced back to her. Abby could also see down her low top from above. He took fleeting glances at her breasts, not wanting to be too obvious. Her nipples protruded proudly, announcing she was braless. She let her left knee casually touch his right as she picked up a few more items.She looked at Dan’s left hand and noticed no wedding ring but saw what looked like two wedding bands on his right hand. Dan stood, offering his hand to help her stand. He handed her a small round flat container that advertised her birth control pills. “Thank you so much,” she smiled coyly.“My pleasure, luckily it wasn’t my hot coffee that spilled on you,” he smiled back.She paused, looking at him. “Excuse me, is your name Dan?” She knew exactly who he was but played innocent.“Yes it is,” he answered, thinking this attractive and unnamed brunette looked familiar.“And do you drive a transit bus?” She asked, looking into his hazel green eyes.“Yes, as a matter of fact, I do.”“I thought you looked familiar. You look different out of.
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