Lisa is a 22 year old hot brunette, 5'7, slim and toned, with pert B cup breasts. She recently graduated and started a new job in the city, and now regularly takes the same bus to work every morning. She's noticed another passenger on the same bus most days – me, I'm 35, tall, thin and muscular, ruggedly handsome and always well dressed in a very sharp suit. Lisa has developed quite a crush on me over the last few days, and even though she can tell from my wedding ring that I'm clearly married, she keeps fantasizing about all the things I could do to her; how I could use those big strong arms to throw her around, the confidence that exudes from my clearly rich and successful persona, and all the skills I've picked up over the years no doubt making me a far better lay than guys her own age. It's been nearly a week of riding the bus to her new job now, and Lisa's fantasies are getting out of control – she's been masturbating frantically about the thought of this older gentleman each night, and she doesn't think she can take it much longer. This morning the bus is particularly crowded and Lisa is attempting to make the most of it by ensuring she's crammed in near the object of her affection, stood right next to me, rubbing herself against me in very unsubtle ways whenever there's the slightest movement on the bus…