Parker

As usual she'd had a long day at work, one of those days that you are so glad its finally over. She had a Maruti Esteem, but had recently started to take an autorickshaw to work. And on days like this she was glad she did. Driving through Bangalore's traffic was such a bitch.

In an auto, provided she got one she could just relax and unwind before arriving home and all the chaos that awaited her there, the kids, dinner, dishes and all the joys of being a single mom. It was her lucky day and the first auto she hailed stopped and even obliged to take her home all the way to Horamavu.

The air outside was polluted with gasoline fumes, the rancid stench of the city settled on her. The new Givenchy perfume she had dabbed on was no competition at all. She removed her jacket and leaned towards the opening of the so-called doorway. She snuggled into her seat, feeling fortunate and stretched her shapely legs out. As the auto finally pulled away from the traffic signal, she closed her eyes And let the gentle swaying motion of the bus lull her into a peaceful rest.

Her peaceful rest made her only slightly aware of the rough and bumpy part of the roads, potholes and roadwork. She was barely lucid, almost asleep, when the driver pulled to a halt. He was taking in another passenger. But he had the decency to ask her first. She surveyed the person, he was a tall. dark and handsome man. Not exactly the kind you'll find on the cover of Esquire, but almost there.

Not really paying attention, she nodded okay and repositioned herself and hoped to find the blissful rest again. She had sunken into a dreamless sleep when she was awakened with a start to find him leaning against her.

"I'm sorry," he said," I was trying to look at the meter." His breathe was warm on her silk blouse causing an intense sensation across her bosom, his neatly trimmed soft beard teased her chin . In his attempt to check the auto meter, he stretched himself over her and when the auto hit another pothole on the road, already off balance, he collapsed on top of her.

She wondered to herself about that scar on his face. He was fully astride her his left leg was between hers, his left arm at her right thigh. He tried to regain his balance when the auto hit another pothole causing his entire body to fall against hers. she could feel the entire weight of his body crush against hers. She felt his large rock-hard member move against her, nudging her inner thigh. Their eyes met, "I'm Jacob", he said with a sheepish smile.

The purple darkness of the night set in, and he leaned towards her. She felt his warm minty breath on her neck and ears, and she slowly moved into his embrace. Teasing his cheek with her lips, a gentle butterfly kiss. His left hand worked its way down her thigh and across the top of her stockings as she hummed lightly at the pleasure of his touch.

Her knees were trembling as he began to kiss and lick her behind her ears and neck, as he unfastened his belt, then his pants. He continued to work on her faster and faster as his other hand rolled and pinched her in places that made her cry "Yes, Yes". And then slower, moving as if they were slow dancing to a song being played within their souls.

His warm minty breathe was a wonderful final pleasure that she would never forget. What a gentleman! And then as he stood, his eyes met hers one more time and he gave her a soft kiss across her cheek. And turned to walk in the direction he came from and soon disappeared out of sight.

She wondered if he'll be at the auto stand tomorrow…



On the back of an auto seat.