He tries to continue working and grins as she slowly moves her hand up his thigh. She glances up at her colleagues who are working diligently, no one ...has noticed her movements. She is pleased with herself for being so discreet. As she continues moving her hand up, she feels his hand. She rubs it gently feeling the hair on it and the ridges of his fingers. She locks her fingers around his and he squeezes her tightly. He lifts his hand, and with hers still on top, he moves their hands over and he. The bus came soon after. I had my seat in the back section. The journey was going to take five odd hours. The bus was quite empty, only 7 or 8 other travelers and the a/c was on despite the cold weather. I had snuggled under a blanket and fallen asleep by the time we had reached the outskirts of the city.Suddenly I felt something wet in my ear. And then a hand rubbing his semi hard cock through my denims. I woke up with a sharp intake of breath.A girl was sitting beside me and was licking my. ‘Feminine hips’ perhaps. Such a body.I felt a little tingle in my cock. A fresh tingle. Her pussy was active, responding to the touching. Wow.Gradually we started again. She began to move, making my cock reverse its decline. She sat up and I moved my hands to her sexy hips, to nudge her into lifting herself up and down. In no time she was riding cowgirl, learning to add to things with a pelvic thrust each time, and gasping happily.After a few minutes she was dissatisfied though. She leaned over. Janine simply ‘mm-ed’ at the appropriate moments to show that she was still alive. ‘So I bought a couple of skirts and there was this one skirt that I found that was so… Hey, are you still there?’ Janine shook her head. It wasn’t like her to be dozing off. ‘Yeah, yeah I’m here.’ ‘Are you alright?’ Natasha sounded sincerely worried. ‘I don’t know, Nat. I’m feeling really tired today for some reason. I wonder if…’ ‘So as I was saying,’ Natasha cut her off. ‘You should wear that skirt we bought.