LP's experience of being molested on a bus

My wife once told me about an experience of being molested on a bus:
She was wearing a dress with a coat over it, and not-too-thick stockings. Her dress wasn't long; when she stood up, it only covered half her thighs, and when she sat down, it was even shorter (almost to her crotch).

Because the journey was long, she specifically chose a seat in the last row near the aisle (for easier boarding and alighting). Later, as more people boarded, a middle-aged man saw an empty window seat next to my wife and tried to squeeze past her. My wife gave up her seat and sat in the very back corner by the window. The man was quite muscular, basically trapping her in a corner at the very back of the bus.

My wife said the man was quite interesting to talk to, and she didn't find him offensive. After chatting for a while, she got a little sleepy and leaned back with her eyes closed. Then, the man offered her his coat, thinking he was quite considerate. Then she felt him place the back of his hand on her leg.

The wife was startled, but before she could react, she didn't resist or make a sound. After a while, the man placed his palm down on her thigh. The wife then realized she had encountered a pervert. Instinctively, she wanted to push his hand away, but she was curious about what he would do next and how far he would go. Hesitantly, she watched as he began to caress her thigh. Her stockings weren't thick, so she could feel the warmth of his hand. She said it felt like an electric current running through her body, and her heart started pounding.

Seeing that she didn't resist and continued to pretend to be asleep (he probably realized she was faking it), the man became bolder. Under the cover of his coat, he began to slip his hand between her legs, slowly moving towards the base of her thighs.

The wife said she felt scared, angry, ashamed, and a little excited at the same time. Thinking that with her stockings and underwear, the man's hand couldn't penetrate her, she inexplicably spread her legs a little wider. My wife was already in a corner of the bus, and she was covered by the man's clothes. Spreading her legs was tantamount to acquiescing to his assault. The man didn't hesitate to grab her mons pubis, and his middle finger, through her stockings and underwear, began to probe her vulva and rub her clitoris. Soon, my wife had a physical reaction; even her breathing became slightly labored. Waves of pleasure made her feel numb and blissful.

Suddenly, the announcement of the stop brought her back to reality. In a flash, she regained her senses, suddenly stood up, pushed the man away, and scrambled off the bus. She kept running and running until she finally stopped.

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