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"It sounds like a rough life. Right now is as far away from home as I have ever been. I never went anywhere as a kid, and Tony never seemed to have time for a vacation, always working overtime or going to the bars with his friends."

Glancing down at his large hand on her knee she says "I guess we are both looking for a new start and a chance to make something better out of what we have to work with."

Her small hand moves down to rest on his... slim fingers begin to trace the bones of his fingers, the venis that run across the top of his hand, and lightly tease the coarse hairs near his wrist.

"You look really uncomfortable, maybe we will be stoping soon and you can walk around."
 
"Yeah, I am a bit stiff. I think there is a stop soon."

What I didn't say was that part of my discomfort was the locartion of her skirt, which was now not covering herred lace panties and her apparent disinterest in remedying the situation.

"I mke it sound much worse than it is. I'm just feeling a bit down on myself having been released again last week. It's like being fired, only worse. Sometimes it isn't because you weren't doing your job, it is because they just want to give someone else a chance to do it."

Her rubbing my hand was becoming more pronounced and I stretched my fingers taking in her whole knee and part of her thigh.
 
as his long fingers began to lightly caress the warm silky softness of her thigh, Angie sighed lightly and closed her eyes. Leaning her head against the seat, her fingers found his long index finger. Lightly, softly, her fingertips began to slowly stroke up and down his extended finger. She could feel his hand pressing her leg more firmly, the tempo of her finger tips increased slightly.

Opening her eyes, she looked at him.

"Im sure things will get better.. for both of us."
 
This scene was becoming more unusual by the minute. Was I really going to continue to play with her thigh? Was she going to let me? Where was this adventure heading?

She closed her eyes as my hand continued to stroke her thigh. I alternated light caresses, with more substantial strokes. She shifted in her seat seemingly encouraging my on.

As I moved further up her thigh, under a bit of her skirt, mere inches from her hip, I started to ask her a question, when the bus slowed and the driver called a 20 minute stop.
 
As the bus stoped, Angie reached into her purse and pulled out $10. Handing it to Russ, she said "Why dont you get some more beer, while I go to the little girl's room" Giving him a wink.

As he left the bus to go in the little store, Angie stood, and tugged down her skirt. Walking back to the small bathroom at the back of the bus, she took care of business, and then, on a lark, kicked off her panties and reached inside her blouse to unhook her bra. Pulling it out, she carefully put her undies in her purse and returned to the seat.
 
Getting up and stretching, I took her $10.00 bill and started off the bus in hopes of finding some more beer. Halfway down the aisle I turned and watched her walk to the back of the bus. She certainly looked nice walking away!

Finding beer and some ice for my ice chest I also got a few snacks since it was getting toward dusk. I really wasn't hungry for a meal, but knew the next stop wouldn't be for a while.

My grocery shopping done, I lingered outside the bus waiting until the last minute to get back onboard.
 
Eyes closed, Angie was relaxing waiting for Russ to return. As he steped onto the bus, she once again thought what an attractive man he is.

Curling her legs under her, her skirt once again riding high up her thighs, she turned towards him as he settled in.

Taking the offered beer, and a bag of chips, Angie winked at him and said...

"So.. with the looks and charm that you have, you must have left a trail of broken hearts across the country. Tell me about the one you left behind this time."
 
"Yeah, well I don't know about a trail of broken hearts, but every now and then I leave one behind. As a matter of fact I am leaving one now. Somebody I was with for a season and a half. She even wanted to come with me in the off-season, but that is a non-starter for me. No entanglements. Never know when you might be traded or released. Just like now, so it is better not to get to attached if you know what I mean."

I stared past her out the window thinking about what I was leaving behind.

"Unlike you I had no reason to give her up. Just that the team gave up on me and i had to move on. She was alright. Understood about road trips and bad moods after a bad game. That and the sex was pretty incredible."

I watched for any reaction that I might get from that comment. Not sure what she would say, particularly after what happened earlier.
 
lightly teasing her full pouty lower lip with her fingertip, Angie looked at him..

'pretty incredible' hmmm? Is that right... Well, I can imagine that it would be for her, but what did she do that was so special?

Shifting in her seat, she reached out and put his hand back on her knee.
 
"Geez, that's a tough question. I don't know if there was necessarily any one thing she did that was that incredible."

Tilting my head back and closing my eyes I thought back to last night, when I told her I got waived, sold my car to some new rookie, gave up the apartment and signed a new contract down the road. She tried to persuade me to stay or take her with me. I opened my eyes and felt Angie staring at me.

"Sorry, I was just thinking about last night when I told her I was leaving. She was trying to be pretty persuasive to get me to either stay or bring her along. A great blow job goes along way, but not that far."
 
giggling softly, Angie sipped her beer.

A great blow job.... hmmm. Im sure it takes a lot more than that to keep a man when he has made up his mind to move along.

Blushing slightly, she said, "I wish my experiences had been so simple... if they had been, I might not have had to leave.
 
"yes... thats true.. especially when the man you are married to thinks the ring is a sign of ownership.. not a sign of trust...

Tony was very abusive, as you can clearly see"

Angie pressed the cold beer can to her swollen eye.

"But the physical was only a small part of it.. the worse was the emotional abuse... he is very controlling, demanding...Im not proud of the things that happened... but I loved him so much I was willing to do anything he wanted..."

shifting in her seat, not realizing her large nippels were pressing against her blouse, the memory of some of her experiences, while humiliating, were still erotic...
 
She clearly had alot of baggage behind those pretty eyes. I wasn't sure that I should say anything that might cause her tto open too far up. The dam could burst and I would have a flood of emotions and tears. And God how I hate tears.

"Yeah, I understand what you are talking about. I have never been there myself, but I have heard plenty of stories. Believe it or not ballplayers sometimes have bad temperes and their wives take the brunt of it. I have seen more than a few girlfriends and wives that have paid the price for a bad game. Sometimes they even seek solace elsewhere. If you know what I mean. The stories..."
 
yes.. I know... several of the girls I knew who were married to Tony's friends, were looking elsewhere... I guess that wasnt my style...

This beer is great, I never thought this trip would be anything other than a long heart ache... but things are very much looking up.

So go on... tell me more about this girl you left behind... are you missing her yet?
 
"Missing her yet? Nah not really. I don't mean to conceited or shallow, but there will be others. Ballplayers can find groupies. If that is all you are looking for. Somebody to relieve some stress with. To screw during homestands. Sorry if that's crass. Maybe it's a bit of the beer talking."

I was watching her out of the corner of my eye. She had taken off her bra during the last stop, and her nipples were evident through the material of her shirt. I wondered what it would take to make them a little harder.

"I'm sure I'll miss her in a week or so, if I haven't replacedher by then with some other little hardbody cheerleader type who wants to fuck a ballplayer. Ever fucked a ballplayer ANgie?"
 
Angie held his eyes with hers as he asked that last question.

"No Russ, I have never fucked a ballplayer."

nipples hardening.... she leans forward... his hand slips further up her thigh..

"Tony was the first for me....I was a virgin until my wedding night.."

noticing a swelling along the inside of his left pant leg, Angie ran the tip of a red fingernail along his jeans... from his knee, up to where the buldge started... looking deep into his eyes... she let her fingertip tease over the thick buldge that was so obviously his growing cockhead
 
to turn the question back at him...

"have you ever fucked a married woman, Russ?"
 
Elaina swallowed. It was difficult talking to a man, let alone two of them. She had always been chastized for showing anyone of the opposite sex attention. Elaina wished Josh hadn't mentioned the book. She slid it into her bag as unobtrusively as she could.

To Josh, she said, "Yes, it does get boring. The scenery I mean. Then again we don't live in the most scenic area of the country. Not that I would know. I've never been out of the state before."

She turned to the busdriver as she answered his question, "I suppose I'm doing a little of both. Running away from an old life and towards something new."
 
"Have you ever fucked a married woman, Russ?" she asked.

"A couple. There was always an element of danger in it. You know the forbidden fruit thing. Being with someone elses's wife." I watched her eyes as I answered.

"I apologize. I shouldn't have been so vulgar. Like I said It has been a rough couple of days. I shouldn't have said anything like that."
 
her fingers softly wrapped around the thick buldge in his pants...

"mmmm its ok Russ....I know all about the element of danger... and the element of risk... as I said, Tony had some unusual desires..."
 
Angie quite surprised me by reaching over and rubbing my hardening cock. I had thought about that, but hadn't epected it.

"Unusual desires, huh. And were you good at satisfying those desires," I asked as i turned to her and undid the top button of her blouse and kept eye contact with her.

"Because I like unusual desires. I bet you have some unusual desires of you own."
 
as his hand reached out to unbutton the top button my her blouse, Angie slid forward in her seat, allowing his hand to move further up the inside of her thigh, she could feel his thick fingertips playing along the inner softness.. and and lightly teasing the smooth sides of her mound...

"yes.. I suppose I became quite good at fulfilling unusual desires..for so long I was so head over heals in love with Tony... nothing was off limits... its only been in the last year or so I have tried to say no.. and" touching her eye again, "you can see the result..."

moaning ever so softly...

"would you like to know more about the things I used to have to do Russ?"
 
As i popped open another two buttons and reached for her nipple, I said, "Tell me what you had to do."
 
licking her lips as his fingers found her large nipple.. moaning a little louder as he twisted and pinched...

"Tony developed a rather odd kink... he came to enjoy watching me service his friends.."

leaning back in the seat.. his fingers finding the smoothness of her mound... thick fingers pushing her puffy pussy lips aside...

"thats why they protected him when he started beating me.. because they enjoyed coming over after drinking at their stripclub hangout"

"they would take turns, sometimes three, four, or more in a night... all the while Tony watching.."
 
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