Midnight Bus: Four Predators Onboard

My name was Kristin Peters, and I married young.

Ever since I was little, I knew I had a strong appetite for sex. Men caught my attention easily, but I was still raised with some sense, so I never fooled around recklessly.

I gave my virginity to my husband, Edward Carter, and after that, sex became an essential part of my life. I wanted him constantly, and I was always begging him to satisfy me and not to hold back with me.

Lately, however, Edward had been away for months working at a construction site, his absence leaving me feeling restless and unfulfilled.

I had tried every possible way to distract myself at home, but nothing worked. The restlessness inside me only got worse.

That day, I called Edward and told him I wanted to stay at his dorm on the site for a few days. I said I could keep him company and help satisfy his needs, too.

Wanting to surprise him, I deliberately dressed up before leaving. I put on a low-cut dress that revealed my ample chest and a pair of black thigh-high stockings, then boarded the bus headed for the site.

The bus was packed, and plenty of men kept sneaking looks at my chest and my legs. Under their lingering stares, my body started heating up, and I felt myself getting wet.

At that moment, my only thought was to reach the site so that Edward could satisfy my needs.

That was when I noticed four men sitting diagonally across from me. They looked familiar, and after a second, I recognized them as some of Edward's coworkers.

I had seen them before when they'd visited our place.

They carried the same smell Edward always did after work. Their skin was tanned from the sun, and their bodies were solid from hard labor. Every single one of them looked strong.

I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if they pinned me to the ground.

The four of them noticed me, too, and waved.

"You're Edward's wife, right?" one asked. "Heading to see him?"

Their eyes swept over me from head to toe, and the way they looked at me made my skin grow even warmer.

I nodded. "Yeah. What a coincidence running into you guys here."

"It's a long trip, and there's still a bit of a walk after we get off. Just stay with us."

"Okay, thanks."

After that, I shifted in my seat. I already felt uncomfortable, and with how hot and stuffy the bus was, my underwear was soaked.

One of the men said irritably, "This bus is way too hot. I'm dying here."

My heart jumped, and I could feel myself tingling down there.

He glanced at me and grinned. "It's too stuffy in here. You don't mind if I take my shirt off, do you?"

I waved it off with a smile. "No, it's fine. You're all Edward's coworkers. It's no big deal."

"Good."

After that, the others took off their shirts, too. Each one was more muscular than the last.

I kept swallowing hard, forcing myself to stay composed as I fought the growing restlessness in my body.

The bus rattled and swayed, and every bump in the road made me tense. If this kept up, I felt like I might actually lose it.

I took out a small purple toy from my bag. While no one was paying attention, I slipped it under my dress.

A breath of relief escaped me as I leaned back against the seat, my legs parting just slightly. I turned it on, and the faint vibration finally eased some of the pressure.

Traveling without a toy really was impossible.

I closed my eyes for a moment. The desire churning inside me was too strong, and the little toy could only do so much.

All I could do was pray the bus would get there faster.