It was the hottest day of the year for the small town. In the tiny third-floor apartment she shared with her mother, Cheryl was already sweating and it was just 10:00 a.m. Heat rises, and this apartment wasn't insulated very well. They had no air conditioning, and she wondered how she would survive the day. She had already taken a bath and shaved everything below her neck in an attempt to stay as cool as possible. Fans just blew hot air around.
Finally, a thought came to her. 'I could ride the bus around town!' It wasn't much of a bus line, but the county did provide minimal service at hourly intervals in town and to other outlying county areas. Best of all, the buses were air-conditioned! Louise, the bus driver, surely wouldn't mind.
She decided to wear the coolest, lightest clothes she had to take advantage of any breeze that came her way. She wore a loose cropped, spaghetti-strap cotton blouse that buttoned up the front and stopped about two inches above her waist. No bra today, she decided, not wanting any extra fabric. She would avoid wearing panties, too. She had several mini skirts in the low rise style. The one she chose, made of a light fabric, started two inches below her navel and was about eight inches long. 'Ahh,' she thought, 'I feel cooler already.' She put a bare wisp of sandals on her feet. Not wanting to be burdened with a bag, she wore her little amulet chain belt containing only her house key and her bus pass. She grabbed a scrunchy and pulled her long red hair up into a high ponytail to keep it off her neck.
At age 19 she had a superb body, but her low self esteem told her she was too short at 5'4", too short-waisted, and had arms and legs that were too thin. She was most proud of her newly acquired contact lenses, which finally rid her of the "four-eyes" comments. She was totally unaware of the effect her sensational figure had on men. Her perky D tits strangely needed no support from a bra.
She left the hot apartment, hoping for nothing more than an escape from the off-season heat. She lightly skipped down the stairs with no thought to who might be nearby. The bus stop was across the street. Halfway across, a stray breeze caught and lifted her skirt a few inches. Cheryl was grateful for the breeze. Old Mr. Anderson, walking to the store, was a casual neighbor whose worries seemed to melt away when he would see Cheryl on the street or in the store. This day he thanked the Wind Gods for the unexpected treat as her skirt gently lifted, which showed him the sweetest pussy he had ever seen. He grinned foolishly as she waved to him, oblivious of the treat she had just bestowed upon him.
After five or so minutes, the bus rumbled up. The door opened, she got out her bus pass, and stepped on. The driver was Tom, 25, and she had a crush on him.
"Oh, hello!" greeted Cheryl. "Where is Louise?"
"She's on vacation this week," Tom said, eyeing her appreciatively. He had never seen Cheryl look quite so... undressed... before. She looked at him and smiled sweetly. He had rugged good looks: tall, muscled, handsome.
"Boy, it's hot outside!" She sat in the seat just behind Tom since it was closest to the blowing air conditioner.
At first it seemed cool inside the bus, but it was soon evident that it was only because of the few degrees difference from the outside temperature. Tom used the mirror to covertly look at Cheryl. He wondered if the heat had gotten to him. It was a slow day, with Cheryl the only passenger.
The bus moved on. Cheryl soon started to sweat from the heat.
"Tom, It's so hot. Could you turn up the air conditioner, please?"
"I'm sorry, sweetie. It's already up all the way."
She looked disappointed. She was still too hot and wondered what she could do. She brightened with an idea. "Then," she asked, "would you mind terribly if I open my top?"
Tom looked at her through the mirror. He saw her teeny shirt. Do I mind? He wondered briefly if she was serious, and then decided that he didn't care. She was lovely and the one bright spot in an arduous day. Plus, he was curious about what the enchanting girl was up to.
"I would be delighted," he answered with a calm he didn't feel. He did feel his cock twitch.
Trying to watch the road and the young woman in the mirror at the same time, he saw her slowly unbutton the little buttons. As the last button was undone she pushed the sides of the top to each side, exposing her softball-sized breasts with small pink nipples. 'My God, they're gorgeous!' He now felt a throb in his groin.
"Ahh," she murmured to no one in particular, "that's a little better. I sure wish this air conditioner worked better, though. I can hardly feel anything cool coming out of it."
She had few inhibitions, and never quite understood where the line of decency fell. She arched her back, pushing those orbs forward even more, in an attempt to reach any cool breeze from the machine.
A car horn brought Tom back to reality. He tried to pay attention to his driving. So far the few people he had seen as he drove by had not noticed his passenger. They were all too preoccupied with the heat.
A little further along, he snuck another peek. He watched in amazement as Cheryl, still pursuing a way to cool down, had now raised both feet to rest against the front handrail. This caused her legs to fall open and her skirt to scrunch up, and he got full view of her lovely bare pussy. Her head was leaning back against the seat and eyes were closed. He stopped the bus so that he could turn around to look closer. Her sweet cunt lips were open wide, as if also searching for relief from the heat. His mind was starting to malfunction as his reactions took over.
Just as he was trying to decide a course of action, she opened her eyes as she sweetly asked, "Do you know where I could get some ice?" Then a car horn sounded its impatience.
He gulped as he turned and guided the bus to the county road. "Honey, there's no stores around here. But I have some ice in my cooler you can have."
His reward was a sweet smile. Then to his utter disappointment her legs came down as she sat up.
