Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, mt/Fa, Fiction, Cheating, Incest, Cream Pie, Oral Sex, Petting, .
Desc: Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Wendy has news for Dan and Karen she wants to deliver in person of Trisha's plot to stop their wedding. They thank her the only way they know how...Karen watched Wendy's gaze lingering on Dan. "You like him a lot already, don't you?" "What's not to love, I mean like." she let slip, a little embarrassed she was caught staring at another woman's man. "You know Dan and I will have to find a lot of ways to thank you for warning us about Trisha. We owe you a great debt of gratitude."
At 8 am, Dan started his second bus run in the north center of town and his fourth stop towards Highway 2 put him beside the Constellation Hotel. There, as promised was Trisha waiting to board and holding a coffee.
“Good morning handsome,” she beamed handing Dan his hot brew and paying her fare. “You definitely look better out of your uniform,” she whispered in his right ear. Despite the cold temprature, she left her coat undone for his viewing and the fresh scent of her perfume filled his nostrils.
“Good morning Trisha and thank you for the coffee,” Dan smiled placing it in the convient cup holder. He noticed she wore a white crisscross blouse and a short black skirt.
“I was thinking about you last night while I lay in my cold bed, all alone,” she pouted. That was a lie because she was in bed fucking with her brother, Dave and his girlfriend.
“I can’t imagine you spending many nights alone in a cold bed,” Dan replied quickly eying her obvious cleavage.
“No more than I have to,” she smiled.
Dan immediately looked at the other passengers to see if any of them heard his comment. He’d have to be careful what he said on the bus even if Trisha was teasing him. All the buses were equipped with audio and video recorders.
“I’ll be glad when I get into my apartment instead of this hotel. Luckily for us, my apartment building is very close to your bus route,” she smiled.
The bus was empty in the front so Trisha sat in a seat that gave Dan a good view of her in his mirror, “I think we should buy a queen sized bed, don’t you?” she said loudly to be heard over the engine roar as he pulled away from the curb into the flow of traffic.
“Guess that depends on what kind of action you plan on having.”
“All the fucking action I can handle,” Trisha replied not caring who heard her. She spread her legs a little for him. She adjusted her blouse giving Dan an ample view of her cleavage.
“So Trisha, how do you plan on trying to ruin my family?” Dan thought smiling at her in his mirror.
“I can hardly wait for Wednesday so we can be together.”
“I’m looking forward to it too,” he replied politely.
“Do I have to wait until then to be with you?”
“Probably but you never know what will happen. We’ll have to see what we can work out, he offered.
Dan took sips of his coffee at bus stops and red lights, enjoying the warmth going down. He looked in the mirror at Trisha, who readily smiled at him. She glanced around at who was seated where then pulled her blouse aside quickly flashing her right tit to him.
The next stop several people got on and soon Dan’s morning run was filling with his regulars. Trisha noted that Dan was polite to every passenger and several females of different ages had more than just a friendly ‘good morning’ for him. He treated all his passengers in the same polite, friendly manner.
The exit chime went off about fifteen minutes later. “Well I guess this is my stop,” Trisha regretted. She got up and stood next to Dan waiting for the bus to come to a full stop. His nostrils flared again at the sweet musky aroma of her perfume. Dan brought the bus to his usual gentle stop.
Trisha lightly brushed her left hand over his right gripping the front door lever, “If I wasn’t so busy after work meeting my brother, I’d ask you if there was a chance we might be able to have a coffee together when your day was finished?” she asked.
“Too bad, we will another time,” Dan countered.
“I’ll see you on the return trip this afternoon,” Trisha said giving him an unexpected quick kiss on the right cheek then exiting the bus.
“Hey I didn’t know we were allowed to give our favourite bus driver a kiss goodbye?” a nice female voice sounded from behind. The exit chime went off for the next stop and Andrea came up and smiled at Dan. She is a sweet looking redhead about forty five, “Bye Dan, thanks for giving me your usual good ride,” she said softly kissing his cheek then stepping off the bus.
Dan watched her safely exit the bus and was about to close the door when he noticed a hood with blonde hair flowing from the sides, bouncing towards the front door.
“Just made it!” he heard the woman pant breathlessly slipping her hood off her head.
“Wendy?” Dan remarked, recognizing her, wrinkling his brow. “What an unexpected but pleasant surprise.”
“Hi Dan,” she beamed with a perfect smile. “Sorry, I don’t know what the fare is.”
“One dollar and seventy-five cents to the end of the route,” he replied. Wendy fished through her purse getting the right change. She steadied herself as Dan had to continue on his route. She put the money in the fare box and sat in the same seat Trisha had used, “To what do I owe the pleasure?” he asked glancing at her in the mirror.
She undid her coat trying to cool off from her brief run to catch Dan’s bus. He raised his eyebrows in admiration of the front view of her slim figure. “I need to talk to you, it’s important,” she looked to his mirrored reflection.
“Ok... ,” Dan paused wondering the nature of her concern. “My route ends in about twenty-five minutes then I wait until the top of the hour and return.”
“Okay,” she said nodding her head.
Dan stole fleeting glances at Wendy in the mirror when he could. She looked quite beautiful with her strawberry blond hair cut just touching her shoulders. Her earrings sparkled under the florescent lights. She smiled catching his frequent stare in the rear view mirror at her. Wendy lightly touched her hair slightly nervous but liking the glances Dan was giving her.
Her wardrobe reflected her modest appearance for her position at the branch of the Belleville Community Bank. She pretended to scratch the base of her throat but was quickly and nervously undoing the top button on her silk blouse. Wendy glanced down her blouse at her increased cleavage and smiling, was glad she decided to wear her low cut, sexy bra for Dan.
“I must be crazy doing this! I don’t even remember how to flirt with a guy!” she thought, her pulse quickening.
The exit chime went off and Dan stopped. Weiyong, a beautiful Japanese Canadian woman of fifty, got up and stood by Dan. “If I’d known we could kiss you Dan, I’d have been kissing you months and month’s ago,” she said planting one on his cheek.
“Bye Weiyong. See you later,” Dan winked as she exited the bus.
“Do you always receive kisses on the cheek from your female passengers?” Wendy asked smiling.
“Only the pretty ones,” he kidded to her smiling reflection, “Trisha started it just before you came on my bus.” At the next stop Bill one of Dan’s regulars waited for him to stop.
“Don’t expect me to kiss you too,” Bill joked.
“That’s good but I shouldn’t discriminate who kisses me,” Dan chuckled.
Bill smiled and gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder and exited the bus, “Thanks Dan, see you later.”
Dan reached the end of his route and the last passenger exited off using the rear door. He turned the bus around and parked waiting the next departure time. He stood from his seat, stretching briefly. Wendy couldn’t help but notice the bulge of his crotch.
He went and sat beside her, “How can I help you?” he asked, her eyes not leaving him.
“This might sound like an unusual request but I need to talk to you and your fiancée today after work.” Dan tried to resist lowering his eyes to the wonderful cleavage Wendy was showing him.
“What’s it all about?”
“It’s about my sister-in-law, Trisha Paquette. You met her yesterday at your son’s hockey game.”
“Oh yes ... yes Trisha is a very attractive woman, almost as attractive as you,” Dan said his eyes sparkling in the interior lights.
“I ah ... umm, thank you for the compliment,” she said feeling her cheeks beginning to blush like a teenager.
“It’s my pleasure,” he smiled. Dan wasn’t trying to make a pass at Wendy but gave her a deserved compliment. Knowing she’s married, he was going to keep true to his way and let Wendy make any move first.
Dan scanned her profile, slightly turned towards him, “Wendy, you are a very attractive and sensual looking woman. Dave is a very lucky guy.”
“Wish he showed his appreciation more often than he doe,” she admitted.
“If you were with me, I’d show my appreciation for you so often you wouldn’t be able to stand it,” he replied finally letting his gaze drop to her medium sized breasts peeking out from the revealing opening of her blouse.
“I ... I could be with you, if you wanted me to,” Wendy confessed hesitantly placing her left hand on Dan’s right knee. Her heart began pounding at her bold statement and nerviously rubbed his knee. This was the first time she was making a deliberate pass at a guy since she married Dave and she was glad it was with Dan.
Her adrenaline started flowing and his heart quickened to her subtle hint, “I would like to be with you very much too Wendy, though I’m not sure what my fiancée would say about it?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking, I almost forgot you’re engaged,” she replied feeling embarrassed.
“Don’t be sorry at all. I’m very flattered. I think my Karen will like you a lot when she finally meets you,” Dan smiled wanting to touch her knee, “Isn’t it strange that our sons play so much hockey against each other and yesterday was our first time meeting, though I have seen you at the rink before.”
“Yes, it would have been nice to have met years ago,” she blushed.
“So what do you want to tell me about Trisha?”
“I could tell you but it would take a few minutes.”
“I have to start my next run shortly,” Dan said looking at his watch. “I’ve heard some stories about Trisha too.”
“I’d still prefer to tell you and Karen together in person, if that’s okay,” she said touching the base of her throat.
“It really must be important.”
“It is, very important.”
“Karen and I are still getting use to our work schedules. We just moved in together on Saturday. I’ll be home around 4:30 today and Karen around 5:30. Why don’t you come by then?”
“Perfect, I get off work at 5:00. Where do you live?” she asked.
“Do you know where the Amberwood Estates subdivision is?”
“You live there?!” she asked impressed, “That’s the ritzy part of Trenton.”
“Yes, there are a lot of nice looking homes in that area.”
“I like to take walks around there on occasion,” she said modestly.
“I live on Driftwood Crescent, number 43.”
“I’ll be there, for 5:30,” she smiled. “I’ll tell Dave that I have a meeting and will be late. I will have Jake take care of my younger son, Timmy for me.”
Wendy played with the collar of her blouse as she saw Dan’s eyes enjoy the cleavage she was offering him. “Damn it, I should have worn my short skirt for him too,” she thought.
She stared at Dan taking in his handsome features and his remarkable resemblance to the actor, Tom Hanks. “Your fiancée is a very lucky woman to be marrying you,” she mentioned absentmindedly.
“On the contrary, I’m the lucky one to be marrying Karen and to have met you Wendy,” he smiled. She couldn’t control her blushing.
Dan stood and slid behind the steering wheel and started his return route. He didn’t bother to tell Wendy she’d have to pay a return fare, “Let you off at the same stop you got on?”
“Yes please Dan,” she smiled.
Wendy sat silent the return trip thinking of Dan and wondering what it might be like to be in bed with him. She also wondered what lay in ahead for her and Dave. She knew an all out fight was brewing between her and him over Trisha. Dan picked up and dropped several passengers on the way to Wendy’s stop. Dan slowed the bus bringing it to his usual smooth stop.
He looked at Wendy in his mirror, smiling at her reflection, “My stop already?” she asked standing up.
“I’m afraid so. It wouldn’t bother me one bit if you rode my bus all day long,” he said trying to cheer her up.
“I’d pack us a nice picnic lunch,” she joked. “I wouldn’t mind it either if you rode me, all day long too!” she thought.
Wendy came up beside Dan. He glanced at her cleavage and she smiled appreciating his interest, “Thank you Dan, see you after work.”
“See you Wendy,” She gave him a kiss on the right cheek, like the other women had done then hesitated.
“You’re worth much more to me than just one kiss on the cheek,” she said and catching him off guard, cupped his face in her soft hands planted a full kiss on his lips.
“Wow, with a kiss like that, you definitely can ride my bus all day! If my supervisor sees the security tape from today, I’ll have an awful lot of explaining to do!” he kidded.
“Bye Dan, I might take you up on that offer some day, to ride with you!” Wendy laughed and winked at him getting off the bus.
She smiled feeling good about herself, walking briskly to her car and almost forgot to do up the button her blouse for work. She felt happy all day long, but it dragged waiting for it to end. She wanted to see Dan again so much and day dreamed what it might be like to make love with him.
Dan couldn’t wait for his shift to end and thought more and more about Wendy. He etched her beautiful features in his mind.
At the end of his bus route, Dan called Karen. “Hi honey, nice to hear from you,” she said to him in her soft voice.
“God you sound so fucking sexy on the phon,” he sighed.
“I love the fucking part. May be I should make an obscene call to you sometime,” she laughed.
“You’d have me crawling through the phone to get at you!” he teased and Karen laughed again, “I wanted to call you about a passenger I had on my bus this morning.”
“Oh, who was that?”
“The mother of Brad’s hockey friend I met yesterday, Wendy Campbell. She’s Trisha Paquette’s sister-in-law. She’s the one who Brad was telling us about. Wendy wants to meet us at home after work and tell us something important about Trisha.”
“But we already know about her and what she plans to try and do to us.”
“I know that and I told Wendy we heard some stories about Trisha but she still wants to see us.”
“When will she be over?
“Around 5:30. I was thinking since I’d be home an hour before you. We’d have a nice steak BBQ, salad and some wine to celebrate our first workday together then have some fantastic sex after Wendy goes home,” he offered.
“Why you sly devil, sounds perfect Dan.”
“Ok, see you at home honey, I love you Karen.”
“I love you too Dan.”
Dan hurried home from his work day and quickly prepared supper for him and Karen while Diane, Brenda and Brad decided on leftover pizza and KFC. Brad retired to his bed room to work on Abby’s song and his sisters went out shopping for their new bed room.
Dan started a nice fire in the living room fireplace adding a cozy, warm feeling to the home. The steaks were sizzling fine on the BBQ. Dan had a chef’s salad prepared, two potatoes cooking in the microwave and a bottle of wine chilling in the fridge. He lit the three candles on the table when Karen came through the front door.
“Wow, doesn’t that look romantic!” she smiled noticing the candle lit table and wine glasses for two, “You sure know how to spoil me already!” She appreciated taking off her coat and boots. She went to him giving Dan a good hug and kiss.
“You’re definitely worth spoiling,” he replied giving her a right tit a good feel, “Do you realize how many years it’s been since we’ve been able to do this?” he asked.
“A good five years at least, I’ll go and put on something nice and sexy for us.”
“Don’t forget, Wendy should be here soon.”
“Maybe she won’t stay too long,” Karen said unbuttoning her blouse in front of him.
Karen quickly freshened up giving her breasts and pussy a good spray of Dan’s favourite perfume. She changed into her trusty white cupless bra, a sexy light blue low cut top that showed more tit than it covered. Her nipples protruded easily against the thin material. She then slipped on a really short blue jean skirt and as usual, she wore no panties.
“You look good enough to eat,” Dan smiled when she came up beside him in the kitchen.
“That’s the main idea. I could be the main course and dessert,” she smiled kissing him and rubbing his cock. Dan’s nostrils flared with the fresh smell of his love’s brown sugar and vanilla scented perfume.
“Man, I’ve got to be the luckiest guy on earth!” he praised of his love.