I worked at a busy transportation company as a driver, that shuttles people to and from the airport. It was there that I met a co-worker named Carol, that caught my eye in passing at first because I would only catch a glimpse as she was walking away from me. I must say was my favorite part about her. I found myself taking a bit of a deeper breath than normal to smell her perfume, which she always smelled good.
We would find time in between trips to the airport to chat. Turns out we hit it off really well. We talked about a lot of things over the few months that Carol was with us. Carol was an older woman that was in her late forties, stood about five foot nine inches tall, nice c cup tits, thick hips with a matching pair of thighs to match.
When she decided to leave our happy family for another job that was closer, I took the opportunity to get her phone number so we could continue as friends. We both exchanged phone numbers and started talking to one another about each others day. Just getting to really know the person outside of work. Turns out there are more than one type of person. The one that they show at their job and another when they are away from the job in public.
One night I was making my trip to the airport when Carol calls me. I answered the incoming call from Carol and started chatting with her. At this time I was the very last bus to the airport and I already knew that I wasn’t going to pick up anyone heading towards the airport.
“Hey. What are you doing still up at this hour?” I asked as I looked briefly at my watch determining it was a bit past eleven pm. There was a long pause that seemed it was forever, but most likely no more than a few minutes passed. “Hello,” I said again thinking that she might have pocket dialed my phone by accident when I heard a faint low moan come through the ear piece of my phone.
This caught me by surprise because we have talked about sex, but nothing to indicate that either of us was interested in the other. Now I’ve got the phone placed securely against my ear, listening intently to how she pleasured herself.
At first I thought she was playing around that was until I heard the buzzing from her trusting friend the back massager. Her moans got a bit louder as she was approaching her orgasm that was running through her whole body.
“With your free hand, I want you to pinch one of your nipples,” I instructed figuring I might as well play along while I make this interesting trip to the airport. “At least I will have someone to talk to,” I thought to myself.
Her breathing became shorter and faster. “Oh baby. Yeah I’m close to,” was all she was able to say before she let out a satisfying grunt as she reached her orgasm. I will admit that I was a bit turned on hearing a woman cuming for me over the phone. No one has done this for me before.
There was a weird silence between the two of us. Her calming down from her orgasm and me in shock of hearing her reach her orgasm.
“Did you like that show I put on for you daddy?” Carol asked softly through the phone. “I bet you got hard just listening to me get off. I bet you wished you was here and not at work. Don’t you?”
“You’re such a tease,” was my only response that I could come up with at the time. Fully enjoying her game, seeing where this was going to lead, I think was more arousing to me.
“I will tell you what,” Carol said.
“What?” I asked.
“How would you like to feel how wet my pussy is right now?” asked Carol.
“Only a fool would turn that down. Of course I want to feel how wet it is,” I said.
“Okay. I will meet you at the end of your trip back from the airport in the parking lot as if I was waiting to pick someone up from the bus,” she said.
I agreed as I stepped on the gas pedal trying to push the pedal through the floor hoping that it will make the bus drive faster to the airport.
“I will get dressed and meet you there,” she said softly as I had to press the phone dam near through my head to hear her.
“I will see you then,” I said as we both exchanged our goodbyes to hang up the phone so I can concentrate on the road. I will say this, it was awfully hard to pay attention with thoughts running through my head of seeing her again, but in a new light. I began to get excited.
I waited a few minutes pass my pickup time to leave the airport because I was the last bus home for the night and I didn’t want to leave anyone stranded at the airport with an expensive cab ride home. I quickly rushed through the airport picking up very few passengers along the few stops at the airport. All I was thinking about was making to the end of the line to see Carol. I had five people on the bus that needed to get off at different stops. The ride back from the airport to the end of the line was a hour and a half ride one way.
“Naturally. It’s my luck that I only get five people on the bus, but I have to stop at all of our stops because only person is getting off the bus at a every stop“ was my thought. Feeling a bit annoyed I had no choice but to roll with the punches and just get through my night.
Less than an hour later I’m pulling into our main hub dropping off my passenger. I wave and tell my supervisor and the front cashier to have a good night as I quickly shut the doors on my bus and take off heading towards the end of the line.
I had to start devising a plan because I knew that my supervisor’s routine. He was going to follow the bus on his way home since he lives near the area, so it’s not like he was going out of his way.
I pull into our final station and just like clock work, my supervisor is pulling in right behind me. I let off my passenger, shut down the bus, and act like I’m getting ready to lock up the building for the night since our building was rented out to another company.
I waved to my supervisor and wished him a good weekend as he made sure that everyone was gone. I glanced around looking for Carol, but didn’t see her in the parking lot. “Maybe she was running late” I thought to myself, so I decided to call her.
My supervisor sped off and I noticed a car across the street turned on their headlights as soon as he left. Across the street is a hotel and a McDonalds, so I didn’t think nothing of it. The phone just kept on ringing, ringing, and ringing. I opened the door in the back of the building so I can put my stuff there for the first driver in the morning to do whatever with.