At this time there is hardly any bus. So we were waiting. Half an hour went by and the bus stand got empty. Now both of us were sitting on the seat in... bus stand. Slowly i felt some one touching my hands. It was very cold .It was mala aunt’s hands. I was shocked. I looked into her eyes. It was full of lust. I asked her in tamil that what are you doing. She said I am having feelings for you. I couldn’t resist my self. Soon the bus came and we entered. I soon rushed to the ladies section in the. I know I have more than once. I'd like to tell you of a particular experience of mine with a special lady whom I shall call Wendy.It all started on Literotica. I contacted Wendy and she replied. The first mails were fairly vanilla, however as time went on and we got more comfortable and trusting of each other, we started to reveal more and more about ourselves and our lives.It turned out that Wendy was married but this was a marriage in name only. Her husband had showed less and less interest. . It is who I am and I will not be ashamed of it. And with that being said, let me share a little story with you. My girlfriend of almost 4 years has been going through dramatic changes in her life. For starters, she has been going to the gym and getting into shape and these days she is more confident than ever. She’s never been a small girl and never will be but in my eyes she is perfect and I’ve always been attracted to her since day one. But I have noticed a big change in her figure lately. I trace my fingers around the bottom of my bra, then up around the top of each cup, just wishing it was your fingers or tongue.I lean my head back against the window, hair whipping in the wind. My fingers follow the lace around the back of the bra and unclasp it. I pull it off, releasing my breasts into the wind and feel the car being pulled back and forth. Car swaying while you try and concentrate but enjoying the show. Swaying breasts are the perfect distraction.Bra is off and out the window.