Bus Nightmare

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That time, after arguing with my husband, I ran onto a bus. That experience on the bus was a nightmare I never want to talk about again. But what I didn't expect was that there were secrets on the bus that I didn't know about! But I should learn to be more careful in the future, otherwise I'll always be the one who suffers! My
name is Xiaoxiao. Because I had a really bad argument with my husband, I decided to run away from home. So, late at night, I walked out of my house alone and came to the street. My house is right by the roadside. Just then, a bus passed by. I was so angry at the time that I got on the bus without thinking. Now that I think about it, how could I have been so impulsive?
After getting on the bus, I realized that this was probably the last bus. The driver was a woman. Besides me and the female driver, there was only a middle-aged man on the bus. When he saw me get on the bus, he looked in my direction. Perhaps because I was pretty, he couldn't help but look at me a few more times, his eyes flashing with a strange light.
I'm 25 this year, and I've been married to my husband for three years. I've maintained a great figure. Since it's summer, I was wearing a short skirt. Because I hadn't planned to go out, I wasn't wearing anything underneath. Although I tried to cover myself up, the summer wind was strong, and my short skirt kept billowing up. I noticed the middle-aged man's strange look at me, so I glared at him disdainfully. Coupled with the anger from my earlier argument with my husband, I was extremely annoyed and sat in the front row, far away from the man.
Since I was using a bus card, the driver didn't ask where I was going and started the bus.
Looking at the buildings outside the window, my mind was filled with images of my argument with my husband. I didn't notice the middle-aged man sitting behind me at some point. By the time I realized it, he had already reached out his hand. "
What are you doing?" I suddenly felt my bag being moved. Looking down, I discovered a hand had already slipped inside my bag. Hearing my cry, even the female driver glanced at us out of the corner of her eye.
Even so, the middle-aged man remained unmoved, glaring at me with a fierce look, his hands continuing their movements. Finally, after a brief search, he pulled a small wallet from my bag.
Before I could even utter the word "robbery," he suddenly reached out and covered my mouth, hissing menacingly, "You better behave, or you'll regret it!"
Seeing his beast-like eyes, I felt a fear I'd never felt before. At that moment, I desperately wished my husband were by my side!
Seeing my fear, the middle-aged man revealed a contemptuous smile, put the wallet in his pocket with his other hand, and then suddenly lunged at my chest! His eyes were filled with a burning lust.
I looked at him in terror, frantically trying to break free, but he had already firmly pressed me into my seat. I don't know if it was from fear or something else, but I actually fainted. I tried to scream but couldn't speak. Finally, I woke up in a panic. Seeing the person in front of me, I was relieved to see it was my husband. He was wiping my face and hands; no wonder. Thinking about it, I blushed with embarrassment. Later, my husband told me what had happened:
While I was unconscious, the driver heard a sudden screech of brakes, followed by a gust of wind rushing into the car. The middle-aged man who was holding me was suddenly thrown backward. The nervous driver vaguely heard shouts of "Bastard! How dare you touch my wife!"
When the driver and the pervert finally realized what had happened, they were overjoyed to find it was my husband!
My husband and the middle-aged man started fighting. Perhaps out of his eagerness to protect me, my husband, who had almost never fought before, actually gained the upper hand. Finally, with the help of the female driver, my husband managed to take the middle-aged man to the police station. Only after hearing my husband's story did I finally burst into tears in his arms, releasing all the pent-up grievances in my heart. Only then did I realize that the pleasurable sensations and orgasms I felt in my sleep were actually caused by my husband checking my body when he brought me home. At first, I thought it was that lewd older man, and I even blamed myself for having feelings for him. It turns out it was all just my imagination! It turns out that my husband, worried about me running out late at night, immediately drove after me, following the bus. Outside, he saw the middle-aged man making advances towards me, immediately rushed forward, swerved his car to stop the bus, and then rushed to my rescue.
Understanding the situation, my eyes were filled with guilt as I looked at my husband. Now I understand that while disagreements and arguments are inevitable in a relationship, and friction is normal, there's no denying that no matter how much he argues, he still loves his wife. Once you understand this, what small frictions in life can't be overcome?
[The End]

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