The time Wendell and I had together was

seeping away like sand in an hourglass. I couldn’t imagine not knowing how good the sex between he and me really would be. So I went for it! Wendell was talking about the weather when I blurted it out. “Wendell, how about a quickie?”

“Wha, wha, what you mean?” He started stuttering.

“How about you and I going somewhere right quick and fucking the shit out each other?” I looked him dead in the eyes so he would realize I wasn’t kidding.

“Let me get this straight, Simone!” He started blushing. “You want to fuck me? Right here? Right now?”

“Word!” I put my hand on his knee and started caressing his thigh. “So where do you suggest? We don’t have that much time.”

“Ummm, let’s see!” Wendell starting looking around the depot for a suitable spot, as did I.

As an afterthought, I asked him, “Do you have a condom?”

He looked at me with that damn-I-can’t-get-none look on his face and replied, “Naw, boo, you?”

“Nope! Where there’s a will, there’s a way, though.” I jumped to my feet and told him, “You look for a spot, and I’ll be right back!”

The little convenience store inside the depot had closed at midnight, so I was shit out of luck on that end. I was about to go tell Wendell maybe we could hook up some other time when I spotted what I was looking for. Standing over in a corner were three guys in army uniforms. I knew one of them, if not all of them, was packing a condom, so I simply went over, tapped one of them on the shoulder, pulled him aside, and asked, “Got a condom?” He was a bit surprised, since he probably was expecting me to ask the time or to bum a cigarette and wanted to know if he was going to get the privilege of using it on me. I told him, “No, not tonight.” He and I both laughed while he gave me one from his wallet.

I went back to look for Wendell. Our bags were there, but he was nowhere in sight. I heard someone whistle and turned around. I spotted him by the ladies’ bathroom area and rushed over to him. We only had about twenty minutes left before my bus was due in. That was the one and only time I was hoping to have a transportation delay.

Once I entered the enclave, I noticed there were two separate ladies’ bathrooms, each with its own door. The only other things in the enclave were a row of three pay telephones and a cleaning cart containing a mop, broom, cleaning supplies, rolls of toilet tissue, and packages of paper towels.

Wendell asked me to go into the one on the right and see if it was empty. I went in and checked to see if all the stalls were vacant. One wasn’t, but I heard the toilet flush. I went back out and told Wendell it should be empty in a moment, and it was. An elderly woman, who appeared very down on her luck, exited the bathroom and walked away.

Wendell grabbed the Closed for Cleaning sign off the side of the cleaning cart, which I didn’t even notice at first, and put it on the door. We rushed inside, and I sat on the countertop area, where there were about five or six sinks lined up along a huge mirror.

“Are you sure you want to do this, Simone?” I was hoping his ass wasn’t having second thoughts, worried about being faithful to some lover he had waiting for him back in NYC.

“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my entire life!” I motioned for him to come over to me, opened my arms, and said, “Come here, baby!”

If he did have any reservations, they didn’t show any longer, because he hurried over. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs behind his back. We started kissing and taking off each other’s clothes.

We didn’t take off everything. There wasn’t enough time. He pushed my coat off my shoulders, and it landed sprawled out on the countertop. I lifted my shirt and bra so he could get to my nipples. He pushed my panties to the side.

While I was lying back, with the rear of my head pressed against the glass of the mirror and Wendell sucking on my nipples, I ripped open the condom packet with my teeth and pulled it out, tossing the wrapper into one of the sinks.

I undid the zipper on his jeans and whipped his dick out. I was overanxious, we both were, but I was determined to get some of his dick before I got on any damn bus. I told him to let up off my tits for a minute so I could slap the condom on. I had a little trouble getting it on ’cause his dick was so thick. We really needed one of those extra-large condoms, but beggars can’t be choosers.

After managing to get the condom halfway up the shaft of his juicy dick, I made a special request. “Now, boo, fuck me like this is the last pussy you’ll ever get!”

Wendell must have taken the shit to heart because he rammed his dick up in me and tore my little pussy up. I pressed his head between my breasts and worked my pussy all over his dick.

I heard a little girl outside the rest room door and told Wendell to stop for a second. He raised his head up, stopped pumping his dick into me, and we both listened intently. The only sounds were water dripping from a couple of the faucets and our heavy panting.

“Mommy, over here!” The door to the bathroom started opening, and I was thinking, “Oh, shit, no! Don’t let that little girl come in here!”

As if someone was answering my prayers, I heard her mother say, “No, Lisa, that one’s closed. We have to go in the other one.”

We were both relieved and went back to fucking. Wendell started fucking me so hard, my head was banging against the mirror. I was getting one hell of a headache, so he told me to get up and bend over the counter. No sooner had I assumed the position before he was at it again. As usual, being fucked doggy-style made me cum something fierce.

Just then, the obnoxious sounding woman on the loudspeaker announced my bus was now boarding. All I could say was, “Shit, not now!”

Wendell was about to take his dick out, but I told him not to. “No, boo, I want you to cum too. Just fuck me faster until you do!”

That’s when I had to control myself from having spasms and shit. Never had I been fucked so royally. For it to finally happen in the bathroom of a bus depot was a trip. He fucked the hell out of me, and I know I came at least three more times in the few minutes that followed. Wendell finally came and pulled it out real quick when they announced the final call for my bus.

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