First kiss.

I knew the seductive eyes I could do so well wouldn’t fail. He was staring at me waiting for me to get up. So I did. I wasn’t going to pass up on a chance like this, who knows how long he bus journey was going to take. It would be nice to have some company. Even if the company was strangely creepy. I didn’t care, he was still beautiful. So I got up and sat next to him. He was smiling at me and it made me feel all tingly. There was just something about him. He was dangerous. I could sense it…and that’s what made him sexy.

As I sat down he put his arm swiftly across the back of my seat. An easy way to put his arm around me. Not that I was complaining. I loved the attention. I leant closer into his side and I could smell the faint smell of cigarettes. Eurgh, a smoker. Slightly off putting, but there was no other insanely gorgeous people on this stupid bus. So I ignored it and tried to make a decent conversation.

After about half an hour I was feeling more and more tempted to lean over and kiss him. He would be under my control then and there would be nothing he could do about it. I’d learnt that letting chances pass you by were not a good idea, so I lifted my head up and turned his round with my hand. The next thing I knew he was kissing me back and all thoughts went out the window. This guy had skills. It’s just a shame I can’t leave the bus until I reach my parents, they would worry if I was a day late. I would just have to imagine the fun I could have had with him.

The End

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