This man usually boards the bus a few stops later on his way to college and looks me in the eye. I think that our bond is getting stronger.
He gives me a long, hard look before breaking it when I turn to face him. His gaze is sweeping over my body as I type. Sometimes when he looks at me, I notice that my pussy is getting a little bit wetter, and I feel like a slut for getting horny so easily.
I try to sit close to him if the metro is crowded ever since a few months ago. Both times I had to release my ass from his grasp in order for an elderly woman to pass, once when I lost my balance and had to grab his arms to keep from falling, and twice when I had to apologize to him. In order for him to smell my perfume or see what I can do with it pulled back, I also like to style my hair or put it in a ponytail in front of him.
I’m more motivated than ever to get up early so I never miss my first class.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zb6hkd/f_being_a_college_student_is_interesting_24f