A Uni Trip

Yesterday was another trip to a uni. As usual the day was badly planned and badly executed. On the upside there was a coach journey. A coach. That seats 56. For 10 students. Nice.

Matter at hand (more literally than anything else), the coach journey. I sat next to Sara. I left my hand on her thigh. I plotted. I stroked her thigh really gently, going up and down her jean-leg. Just trailing my fingers along the inseam. Each time I went just a little bit more up. You know where I was going. Slowly I worked my way all the way up her leg. Absentmindedly I played with her zip. Ran my finger down her seam. Caught her eye as her head whipped round. kept going until she complained she'd arrive in a state. She's much more fun when she's in a state.

The way back... Oh wow.

I napped.