Dwight Fairyman was very annoyed. He was a senior partner at his law firm but here he was riding the bus to a bankruptcy hearing because his idiot secretary had forgotten to call a car. She was going to be very fired once he got back.
At least there was something to look at, Dwight thought as he watched an adorable Asian teenager board the bus. He gazed at her tits and imagined what she looked like naked, wondering if she shaved yet or if she had a hairy twat. Honestly, she was a bit on the older side for him. He liked them pretty young, barely out of puberty. His wealth and power let him get away with it.
Dwight noticed she was looking at him. He waved at the girl as she took a photo of him with an antique camera. He thought maybe he’d have to pinch her butt as she got off if her stop came before his.
Dwight’s thoughts clouded. It felt like two worlds struggling for control. He felt his thong pulled tight into his ass crack. Why was he wearing a thong? He shivered. It was a chilly day to be wearing fishnet stockings and short shorts. Why was he wearing these. It was because he was working. It was the attire of his profession. He thought hard. He was a lawyer, right?
He could feel his boobs straining against his tight halter top and pulled his faux fur coat tight around her body. No. He wasn’t a lawyer. She was a prostitute. She made her living on her back.
Dana sighed. She was going to miss being a lawyer, but the thought of sucking dicks and grinding her pussy against cocks was almost routine. This was her life. She was nearing her corner. She reached up to pull the cord and signal a stop. It was time for work.
She noted the Asian girl was smiling broadly. She smiled politely back and exited the bus.