Girl on the bus in winter

My workplace is a bit far from home; it takes about an hour by bus. Before I got married
, I went home once a week. I got married last year, so I go home every day now, and I've gradually gotten used to it.

Last winter, I noticed a girl around 20 years old often taking the same bus as me. This
girl had a ponytail, pretty eyes, but always wore a mask and had earphones in her ears,
using a mobile phone. She got off a few stops earlier than me but at the same stop. One time
when the seat next to her was empty, so I sat down next to her. Because the seats were quite cramped, I naturally
spread my legs to the sides. As the bus swayed, my leg tentatively touched her calf, but she did
n't react. So, slowly, with the swaying of the bus, I pressed my leg closer to hers against hers.

At this point, I guess many of you guys will think I'm going to do something else, but I'm sorry to disappoint you; I'm
just timid, that's all. Hehe! However, after sitting next to her a few times, one day,
after the bus had been moving for a while, she took off her headphones and mask, hesitated for a moment, and turned to talk to me.
I don't remember what we talked about, but after that conversation, I stopped trying to take advantage of her. Once we got to know each other, I felt too embarrassed
to make a move . Later, she asked me if I was married and if I had thought about buying a house in the area where I worked.
I immediately thought, "Oh no, is this girl interested in me?" From then on, I deliberately left a little earlier and
avoided taking the same bus as her.

The girl I'm about to tell you about finally gave me the courage to do something. The day before yesterday (June 11, 2012),
I took the bus after work in the afternoon. When I got on, all the seats in the front were full, except for a few
empty . Because of my timidity and feigned innocence, I sat with a man. After one stop, a few more
people got on. One of them knew the person next to me, so he walked over to me and stood
talking to the person inside. At that moment, I thought, "This is a godsend!" So, I pretended to be magnanimous and said to the man, "You sit
here, I'll go to the back." There was a young woman sitting there. When she got on, I glanced at her; she had an oval
face, long, straight black hair, and was wearing a business suit. She was of above-average appearance; judging from her looks, she was either a teacher or
a saleswoman. After I stood up, she sat inside, and I sat next to her. The seats in the back,
being the very back of the bus, were even more cramped. She put her legs together, but facing outwards.
At that moment, I felt there was a chance. Using the same old trick, as the bus swayed, I tentatively
touched the outside of her knee with the outside of my knee. She didn't react at all, still listening to her music. Later, I slowly moved my
foot, and with a jolt of the bus (the road conditions were bad, as it passed through rural areas and was frequently hit by
large trucks carrying sand and stones), my calf touched hers. It was just a light touch, because
I was afraid of startling her with too much force, so I started with a light touch, just enough for her to feel that our legs were close
together . That way, if she felt uncomfortable, she would naturally pull her leg away, and I could just pretend to be innocent
. However, the girl didn't react at all. I was delighted, so I slowly, very slowly, moved my entire
calf close to hers, gently lifting and lowering my heel to rub my calves together. At this moment,
the girl deliberately looked out the window, her hands constantly twisting her headphone cord. After a while, I slightly exerted force with my outer
thigh and slowly moved my hip, so that my thigh could touch hers
. To be honest, my heart was racing after doing this, and I
remained motionless for several minutes. The girl was still twisting her earphones, but her legs didn't move. People are never
satisfied; she'd gone this far, so if I didn't go further, I wouldn't be a real man. So I took out my
phone, plugged in my earphones, and placed the phone in my left hand (the girl was to my left). I placed my hand on my
left thigh and slowly, very slowly, slid it down. This process was very slow because I knew she
was watching my hand, and I wanted to let her know what I was about to do. Before my hand landed, she could have moved
her leg away, but she didn't. After a few minutes, I could feel
the skin of my little finger touching her thigh. I paused for a moment, and then the bus bounced. I took the opportunity to
press my little finger against her thigh, but didn't linger. Seeing that she didn't react, I pressed the outside of my little finger against her
thigh, and so on for another minute. About a minute later, I started moving my left hand slightly forward,
rubbing the outside of her thigh with my little finger. To be honest, my mouth was already dry by then. The girl
started biting her lip and quickly glanced around the carriage, probably checking if anyone was watching. Her hand
tightened on the strap of her small handbag. Reading a lot has its benefits; I knew what to do.
I took off my coat (even though the train wasn't very hot) and covered my legs, so both our legs
were covered. I put my left hand under my coat and slowly moved it closer to her thigh, first placing one finger on her
leg, then two. But just then, she looked at her watch, turned her head, and said to me, "I
have to get off." Ugh! If only I had five more minutes. So I shifted my leg to the side, making
room for her in front of the seat. She bent over and walked out. It was my last chance. I became bolder,
so I lifted her buttocks and helped her out. The girl didn't look at me again until she reached the door.

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