Mature female ticket seller

I met that old woman about three years ago.

When I first started working, I had to get up very early every morning to take the bus across the entire city to my workplace, which was far away in the northern suburbs. I was tired of it, but there was no other way. Back then, there were no self-service buses in the city, but luckily, the buses were all at the last stop, so there were always seats.

Actually, I'm a very upright person. When I first arrived at the company, I saw a lot of the leaders' socializing and frivolous activities. So, when I became their secretary, they didn't avoid me at first, but I tried my best to find excuses to avoid them. After a while, they became wary of me, and they stopped inviting me when they went out. That was perfect, because I could go home early after work and watch my favorite cartoons.

That afternoon, just as I was about to leave, a group of bigwigs from the provincial bureau's discipline inspection department suddenly arrived at our unit. The news that the branch was going to do a rectification campaign had already spread. Although everyone knew it was just a pretense as always, it wouldn't look good if they came and you didn't go alone. I immediately called my section chief, who was out drinking and carousing, to report. The old bastard was already quite drunk, rambling on and on about, "Tell them to come to the nightclub and I'll treat them to a late-night snack."

I thought to myself, "Go to hell, you big idiot!" After hanging up, I started making up a story. I said, "Dear leaders, I'm so sorry, several of us from the higher-ups formed a research team and went to various branch offices to conduct research. Those who stayed behind were either on missions or couldn't be found. Have you eaten yet? If not, shall we go eat first?..." They glanced at my police uniform and didn't seem inclined to talk to me. After arranging for them to stay, they didn't even bother to invite me to eat with them.

It was already 8:30 when I got on the bus. It was completely dark, and the bus was nearly empty and dark. I covered my head with my coat, intending to take a nap. I was vaguely awakened by a burst of shouting and cursing. It turned out two drunken idiots were cursing at the female ticket seller, using a string of vulgar and offensive language, like "I'll fuck you to death, you old bitch." The female ticket seller was quite the character, cracking a string of lewd jokes, such as "I'll squeeze you both to death" and "I'll shove you both back into my pussy." The driver pretended to be submissive and remained silent. Judging from their tone, it seemed these two had boarded without buying tickets, and they were unhappy about being criticized by the ticket seller.

I was a bit annoyed, so I put on my hat, walked over, flashed my badge, and said, "I'm from the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the City Central District. If you have any problems, let's talk at the station. Don't make noise in public." The two young men were stunned, speechless. I said, "If there's nothing else, wipe your noses and get lost." The driver wisely stopped the bus, and they got off and ran without looking back.

When the ticket seller thanked me, I took a closer look at her face. She looked to be in her forties or fifties, slightly plump, and her face was still flushed from excitement. She probably knew I had overheard her vulgar remarks, and her expression was somewhat shy. I waved my hand, sat back down, and went back to sleep.

A sudden stop jolted me awake. Someone whispered in my ear, "We've arrived. Get off." I opened my sleepy eyes. Oh, it was that old woman who'd been swearing. Then I noticed my women's coat.

"Thank you," I said as I handed it back to her.

That's how we met. She must have been around forty-five or forty-six then. She'd been working this route for the past few years, on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday night shifts (strangely, I don't think I'd ever seen her before). Her husband had been laid off and did odd jobs, and she had a daughter in high school. Interestingly, when she spoke politely, she was quite gentle and kind, not at all aggressive. Gradually, I developed an uneasy feeling towards her.

That summer, I was on duty at the sports center for a football match. After work, I went out for drinks with some colleagues. Around nine o'clock, I said I had to leave, or I'd miss my bus. I boarded the bus, feeling a bit tipsy, and saw her again.

I was a little tipsy and sat behind her, chatting. The bus was dark and empty. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind. I sneakily slipped my hand over her from behind and tickled her waist through her clothes. She didn't react and continued chatting with me calmly. Getting a little interested, I reached up and touched her bra strap, but she still pretended not to notice.

The train arrived at the station, and she stood up to open the door. I took the opportunity to pinch her plump buttocks. When I closed the door, she didn't sit down, so I continued pinching her buttocks and tugging at her panties. At the final stop, she quietly said to me, "Wait for me after you get off, I'm going to hand over my shift." But I didn't wait for her. The cold winter night wind made me a little more awake, and I practically ran home.

For the next few days, I deliberately avoided her, leaving early in the morning and returning early at night, but the more I avoided her, the more uneasy I became. But you know, working night shifts is commonplace in our line of work. One night, I finally ran into her again. She ignored me, and I didn't dare to speak. After getting off the train, I felt a little lost, lit a cigarette, and stood at the station in a daze. "Smoking isn't a good habit," she said as she walked over. Damn, I'll just go for it. I called home to say I wouldn't be coming home that night, and then went out for a late-night snack with her.

After we finished, it was almost midnight. What to do next? She suggested watching a movie all night. I thought it was a bit inappropriate for a young man to go to a late-night movie with an older woman, even though I was dressed casually that day. But then I got an erection. Okay, let's go all night.

The movie theater was empty. We sat in the last row of couples' booths. Everyone knew what was going to happen, but I just didn't know where to start.

After sitting for a while, I started. First, I touched her breasts through her clothes. They were damn big and heavy. Then I reached behind her to unhook her bra strap. I tried for ages but couldn't get it off. Just as I was wondering, it suddenly came off. I touched her breasts again. They were big and heavy, sagging badly; I reckon they'd reach her belly button when she stood up. But her nipples were small, and the skin around them was wrinkled and dry. It was a completely different feeling compared to my first girlfriend's breasts.

As I pinched her, she started moaning. I lifted her skirt and, through her underwear, teased her vulva. She grabbed my hand, saying, "No, no, this is too sensitive. I'm afraid I'll moan." Who cares about that now?

I pulled down her pants and stuffed it inside. Damn, she was practically dripping wet onto the chair, so sticky and sticky. She seemed about to lose control, covering her mouth and moaning incessantly…

After playing for a while, she stopped me and started unzipping my pants. "So horny," she said. I chuckled awkwardly. She opened a bottle of mineral water, rinsed herself, and then swallowed it whole.

My foreskin is a bit long, so I usually have to masturbate through it, otherwise it hurts. But she naturally pulled back my foreskin and sucked my glans directly. The feeling was strange, both painful and pleasurable, I wanted to refuse but couldn't stop.

She lowered her head and lay on my lap, sucking up and down, while I reached into her underwear and teased her vulva and anus. But after sucking for a long time, I still didn't feel like ejaculating. She seemed a little tired, straightened up, and started masturbating with her hand. I then reached around and touched her very large breasts.

After playing for a while, she suddenly knelt in front of me, completely unbuttoned her shirt, and pulled her bra up to clamp my penis between her fingers. She would clamp it for a while, then lower her head and lick it, then clamp it again. In the dim light of the movie screen, her old breasts changed shape, sometimes round, sometimes flat, and I could even see her white hair.

That night she let me ejaculate three times. I ejaculated in her arms during breast sex, and the other two times I ejaculated in her mouth and on her hand. Although I really wanted to penetrate her vagina, I couldn't. I told her my regret and said, "If you won't let me penetrate, can't you at least let me see?"

She said, "You're not like a policeman at all, you're clearly a hooligan. How about this, I won't leave you with any regrets, I'll let you see." After saying that, she pulled her underwear down to her knees and squatted down. "Take your lighter and look." Thick, dark pubic hair blocked my view, so I couldn't see clearly. As I used my hand to search for her labia and examine them carefully, she suddenly peed, getting my hand all over her.

When we parted, she told me that she was transferring to another agency and probably wouldn't see me again. She said I was a promising young man, and there was a big age gap between us, so she didn't want to hold me back (promising young man? How ridiculous). She also said something about how, although I was in the police force, she hoped I could remain pure and untainted by the mud... In the end, she gave me her white panties, which were still damp with her vaginal fluid, as a souvenir. I masturbated for a long time while smelling those underwear, until it became yellow and dirty before I threw it away. But I eventually quit smoking.

【over】

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