A New Love in My Life 1
I think I have found a new love in my life. I was really dreading not having a boyfriend at Christmas. Everywhere I go, I seem to see couples holding hands, or touching each others bottoms in anticipation of good sex to come. Even my Dad is having an affair with our maid. Anyway, I met the boy on the jeepney going home from work the other night. The jeepney ride to my place takes about 30 minutes, by the way, and has always been a good place to get to meet boys. I think a lot of sex has started with the f***ed touching of knees or thighs on a tightly packed jeepney.
When I used to be coming home from college it was always crowded, and with the movement of the jeep over the rough road, and sometimes the feel of a handsome boy's thigh rubbing against my thigh, the sensations that I used to get were so good I didn't want the ride to my village to end. I can remember that when I got home, I used to sometimes go straight to the bathroom and strip off and look at myself naked in the mirror. You see, if there was a boy you liked sitting opposite, you could always get him interested by letting the motion of the bus pull your skirt higher and higher.
Well, I guess I shouldn't call this new person in my life a "boy", because I think he must be at least ten years older than me. I didn't really notice him the first night he was on the jeep: but I guess he must have noticed me because he came and sat next to me the next night (Friday) and told me he'd seen me before and that he had just started work as a security guard at our new shopping mall. Although I found him attractive and really wanted someone new, I didn't agree to go out on a date with him straight away. I thought I would take a chance and wait until the next time I saw him (which I knew would be Monday). I suppose, given that he is older than me, I was also a little bit scared of him.
But I had an anxious weekend. I thought perhaps he might find someone new, or lose interest in me. I rubbed myself furiously on Sunday afternoon when I heard Mum and Dad having sex. But I prayed hard at Mass, and my prayers were answered because on Monday he was there again at the jeepney terminal and sat next to me. It was raining and dark, and I could feel the warmth of his leg against mine, and that was enough to make my puki start itching with desire. And with that urgent feeling in my puki came a feeling that whatever he asked me, I would agree to it. I think if he'd asked me to go straight to bed and fuck with him, I would have agreed.
Anyway, he was a gentleman. And he treated me as a lady. When I asked him not to walk all the way home with me, in case all the neighbors started talking, he led me instead behind the old municipal hall. He asked me when he could see me again, and I could see what he really meant was when could he make love to me.
He seemed very confident. So unlike my last boyfriend. And didn't seem at all shy when he pulled my blouse out from my work skirt and proceeded to put his hands up my blouse and start massaging my titties. When i didn't object, he became even bolder and put his hand up my skirt and pulled down my pantyhose just enough to get his left hand into my panti.
I am ashamed to say that I was wet down there.....as if ready to receive his cock, even though I'd only known him a few days. I always used to think that it took many weeks to get to this stage in a relationship, but I have learnt differently now. His fingers entered me quite easily with my juices flowing freely. I think if the lights of a car hadn't disturbed us, I would have allowed him to do it to me right there and then, against the wall of the municipal hall. But I really want him. I don't think I can wait any longer. I have agreed to see him tomorrow, and I think I won't be able to resist him this time, whatever happens.
I'll tell you what happens.