Sunday, November 27, 2011

Photo Shorts: Back Seat Deal

I climbed the stairs into the bus and slid my transit card through the reader. There were only a handful of people there, but I made my way to the back just the same. I like to sit in the raised area seats. As I moved to sit, I saw that there was a lovely twenty-something back there already. She was shapely, with lovely dark hair, and eyes which seemed filled with mystery, and a confidence I found alluring. So alluring that it took me several moments of gazing into her eyes before I realized she was gazing back at me. I quickly averted my gaze and took my seat, embarrassed. She was lovely, too lovely for me to have a chance with her.

I pretended to be busy with my phone as the bus began to move. I didn't want to risk being caught a second time, lest she think I was some kind of creep. I thought it best to simply act as though I was completely absorbed in something. The bus stopped a few more times, picking up a handful of passengers, and letting a few more off. We were passing through a wooded area between suburbs when I heard a soft, but resolute voice from beside me.

"Hey." The woman next to me called. I turned, and my mouth actually dropped open. She was leaning over onto her hip, with her pants down around her thighs. One hand was spreading her lovely plump cheeks, giving me an unobstructed view of...everything! My first instinct was to glance around like a kid in trouble, checking to see if anyone else had noticed. But everyone else was sitting near the front, and their view was blocked by the seats between us.

"Do you want me?" she continued, raising an eyebrow over one of her entrancingly dark eyes. I was unable to speak. My mouth hung agape while my eyes darted back and forth between the beautifully tempting holes, and the eyes which appeared completely serious about the offer. I managed to nod my affirmation.

"I mean that literally." She continued. "You can have me, all of me, any way you want, for as long as you want. You just need to agree to my very simple rules." This time I actually managed to gather my senses enough to form words.

"What do you mean?" I asked. She released her grip on her cheek, and sat up straight, obscuring my view. She didn't bother to pull up her pants, though, and I could see the faintest hint of curly black pubic hair between her legs.

"I'm tired of all the bullshit it takes to live in this world." She said. "I'm tired of other people's expectations. I'm tired of living in a shitty apartment, and working a horrible job just to afford it. All I really want to do is play on the Internet, read books, watch movies, eat, sleep and fuck."

"So what does this have to do with you and...me?" I asked shakily. Even though she'd just exposed herself and propositioned me, saying the words myself felt presumptuous.

"It's simple, really." She started ticking off points on her fingers. "One, you provide food, shelter, healthcare, all the necessities. I want to be taken care of and I want to be safe. Two, you provide reasonable access to entertainment. I don't need anything special, but a fast Internet connection at the least so I can download what I want. And three, you understand that I will not take employment outside of the home under any circumstances."

"Those are some big requirements. What do I get in exchange?"

"Anything." She said, her voice and face taking on a sultry disposition. "If you agree to those three things, then for all other intents and purposes I will be your property. I'll cook, I'll clean, I'll fuck, I'll do whatever you want." I was dumbstruck again. No way was this for real.

"What about anal sex?" I asked, testing the waters.

"Would you like me to loosen it up for you, or do you want to do that yourself?" she replied, licking her upper lip as she did so. Emboldened, I continued.

"What...what if I want to spank you when you're bad?" She flashed a mischievous smile.

"Then this naughty girl will bend over your knee willingly."

"What if I have my friends over and tell you to suck them off?"

"So long as you can tell me they're disease free, I'll drain a hundred guys' balls if you tell me to." This was too much. I decided to really test her, reaching into my deepest, darkest fantasies.

"What if I want my dog to-" She interrupted me.

"Let me save you some time. If it doesn't break one of the three rules I outlined above, then the answer is yes. To anything."

A million things were flying through my head. I wasn't exactly rich--I was taking the bus after all. But I was certainly comfortable. My apartment wasn't huge, but it was big enough so long as she didn't need much privacy--and privacy wasn't on her list. Food and healthcare would cost a lot, but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity. Worth a few sacrifices. I could make it work.

I stood up, and moved to sit right next to her. I put a hand on her thigh.

"Do we have a deal?" she asked.

"Yes, we do." I said, feeling some confidence growing inside of me. "Now lift your ass back up, and spread your cheeks like you did before."

She complied instantly.

I smiled, and slid a finger into her pussy. She bit her lip and smiled back. Her eyes danced, and I could tell that she was happy. I wiggled my finger, and she bit her lip a little harder.

"Do you like that?" I asked.

"Yes." she breathed back. She didn't over sell it, didn't pretend I had some kind of magic touch. I liked that. I liked her.

"Call me sir." I said.

"Yes sir." she answered.

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