After another restless night, RuthAnn finally got out of bed. On one level, she was still puzzled about what had happened on the bus. Two guys had pinned her. Two guys had groped her. She never gave permission, did she? No, no she had not. So what did happen? Why were her panties sodden when she got to her room and took them off?

Something else had happened which was unintended but it did happen. She came. She came hard and she enjoyed it. It was the most exciting sexual experience she had had since college twenty plus years ago. Still she was puzzled by her reaction to something that should have creeped her out.

She showered and got dressed for her last day in Chicago. Now she anticipated the bus ride, sort of. The danger, the uncertainty, the thrill. The weather in Chicago had changed overnight and the day promised to be a warm one. RuthAnn decided to go with dress with a pleated shirt that zipped up the back. To add a little anticipation to the day, she went with a thong, something she rarely wore. As she exited the hotel, she liked how her skirt felt against her bare ass.

Getting on the bus, there was still no sign of Old Guy. She rode uptown a little disappointed. About 5 minutes from her stop, Sports Guy got on the bus, smiling when he saw RuthAnn. Working his way over to her, he got right to her left side.

"Enjoy the ride yesterday."

RuthAnn froze. Finally, she said, "It was different."

Sports Guy placed his hand on her ass.

"Oh, I see we're not wearing much under the dress."

RuthAnn just swallowed.

"When you come home tonight, make sure you're not wearing any underwear. It'll be fun!" Then he was gone.

Son of a bitch!

Her head was spinning. She had just been given an order by someone she did not know, a very provocative order. One she would never obey. Never in her life had she gone without underwear. Hell, most nights she slept in a bra. She always credited that habit for the firmness of her breasts. Although it could be genetics. Who knew?

After arriving at her meeting, RuthAnn tried to concentrate but as the day went on, she caught herself daydreaming, about Sports Guy and Elbow Guy. About the groping. About his order. About her orgasm.

Son of a bitch!

She thought about returning home to her safe life, her ordinary life. Her dull life. What was wrong with her? Was she actually going to miss this? Damn!

Throughout the day, she busied herself with the final day of the conference. As the end of the conference drew near, RuthAnn became melancholy. What had started out as an ordeal was now going to be missed. Was she really going to miss it? The conference ended. As people filed out, RuthAnn took a deep breath. Was she going to do this?

Slipping into the rest room, she found that it was empty. Going into a stall at the far end, she locked the door. In an instant, the thong was off and in her purse. She really felt exposed now. She started to leave the stall but then she stopped. Pausing for only an instant, she awkwardly reached back and unzipped her dress. Pulling it down off her arms, she then reached back and unhooked her bra. It went into the purse as well. After zipping her dress up, RuthAnn really felt naked under her clothes.

She went out and waited for the bus. Her body veritably hummed. After getting on the bus, she looked around. Neither guy was there. A little disappointed, RuthAnn grabbed and a handhold and settled in for the ride. Two stops later, Sports Guy got on the bus. Again he smiled and made his way to her. After looking her over, he reached down and stroked her ass.

"Well, at least you complied with part of my order."

He then slipped his hand around and cupped her breast.

"Well. What do we have here? A proper woman out in the city without underwear."

RuthAnn didn't speak but let a little smile creep onto her lips. Now what?

The bus stopped. Sports Guy took her elbow and guided her to the door.

"Where are we going?"

Sports Guy just smiled as they exited the bus.

They walked about half a block. RuthAnn was getting terrified. She was no longer on the bus, no longer with a large group of people. How was this going to end?

In a minute, they arrived at a bar. Going inside she spotted Elbow Guy at the bar. He turned and smile at them both. Sports Guy led her through the bar to a back room. Elbow Guy followed closing the door behind them. Now there she was, alone with Elbow Guy and Sports Guy in a room with a pool table.

Sports Guy turned her around.

"She came undressed for success," he said as her cupped her breast.

Elbow Guy just smiled. RuthAnn tingled. Fear and excitement mixed in equal parts. What was going to happen? What was she going to allow. What could she even stop?

Sports Guy led her over to the pool table. He bent her over the table taking her arms and placing them straight out over her head. RuthAnn turned her head as her chest was pushed into the top of the table. She felt her boobs smash flat. Somehow, that excited her.

Sports Guy lifted her shirt and now she was bare-assed. Sports Guy started rubbing her ass. Then he squeezed her right cheek and then her left cheek. RuthAnn sighed. She was getting warm and her breathing had gotten labored again. She could feel her nipples get hard even as her boobs were squashed flat against the table.

A hand then delved into the space between her legs.

"I love it when I get you to come."

RuthAnn felt the fingers start to rub her lips.

"Fuck she's wet!"

RuthAnn reddened. She was humiliated, and excited. Then she felt a wet finger wet from her juices. Felt it press against her asshole. She tightened. It circled it gradually increasing the pressure and then it went to the opening and pressed. Not hard but RuthAnn stopped breathing. After what seemed like an eternity, the finger returned to her lips and started their caress. They delved between her lips which were now soaked. They found her clit and electricity shot through her body. She screamed. She bucked against the table. To her horror, she gushed. Not squirted but the wetness was soaking her thighs.

She felt herself being pulled off the table. Her knees threatened to buckle so she leaned against Elbow Guy. She was in the zone. Turned on beyond anything she had ever experienced. Now she didn't care about anything. She got a taste and she wanted more.

Elbow Guy unzipped her dress. RuthAnn stepped away from him and let the dress drop. After laying it on the pool table, she again leaned back against Elbow Guy, raised an arm and grabbed the back of his neck. He reached down, cupped, and squeezed her boobs. Her nipples grew hard and he started to pinch them. She groaned and got even more turned on. She released his neck and then sank done to her knees. She never liked to give head and it had been years since she had her husband's cock in her mouth. But this was another time and certainly another place.

She unzipped his jeans, unbuttoned the top and pulled them down. Fishing in his briefs, she found his cock. After freeing it, she puzzled at it. It was hard but soft to the touch. There is a little moisture on the end of it. She started to move her hand up and down the shaft. Elbow Guy moaned. At that moment, she knew she had to have that cock in her mouth. She bent forward, opened her mouth and. And all hell broke lose.

The fire alarm went off and a guy from the bar burst through the door and yelled, "Get the hell out!" If he noticed a naked woman with a cock in her hand, he didn't mention it as he ran through the room and out a back door.

RuthAnn jumped to her feet and quickly pulled the dress over her head. Once in the alley she was able to zip it up. When the turned around, she was alone. No Elbow Guy, no Sports Guy, no blowjob, no threesome and no mind-blowing sex. Just an orgasm and a sticky leg.

Son of a bitch.