That night the guys where tired so they went to bed early. I was sitting on the couch slowly dying from the inside thinking how everything happened. H...ad it would have been a bigger dick like the one my buddy has. I would’ve been boasting with pride and not caring. I could show it off for the girls for them to see but it wasn’t the case. I let them see my tiny cock and they giggled after seeing it. This made me anxious the whole evening. My entire life, I wasn’t embarrassed about my small cock. My mind was awash with conflicting emotions. I wanted to please him, but this was so dangerous. My work colleagues could’ve looked over at any moment, but the buzzing in my cunt was clouding my thoughts. Do it! I pulled at my breast to expose my nipple from its cotton covering. Twisting and tweaking my already hard nipple. Nervously checking around to make sure no one was looking, although I was feeling that turned that, that I probably wouldn’t have cared if someone had come. I couldn’t. Our eyes met and we smiled. After lots of struggle I reached near to him but not facing him. I don’t want to miss today. I went very close to him. I don’t know how to start but a small jerk of the bus helped us. I intentionally creased his crouch region with my wrist. It was a clear signal to him. I positioned my hand and slowly creased his inner thy with my little finger and rose to the ZIP region of his pant. I twisted my finger in that region. He was in nice mode but the crowds stopped him.. Nothing was said and they went their separate ways.Later on that evening I was chatting with Erin and purposefully never mentioned what he had said. She was aware that I was chatting with her dad and late on in the chat she asked if he had said anything special. I just mentioned that he had spoke about their meeting but I didn't go into detail. I did't want to encourage her. Then a few minutes later she told me that she had heard him close the bathroom door. I didn't want to suggest anything.