I was headed home on leave when our bus hit a roadblock. The police were looking for something and they were searching all of the vehicles, our bus included. It wasn=t much of a delay, but it was just enough to miss my connecting bus.
When I checked at the information counter, I found that I was going to have a delay of several hours before the next bus. Not much point in losing your temper over a thing like this but I must admit that I said gosh darn to myself a few times.
Looking around the terminal wasn=t very exciting, so I called home to revise my arrival time, then checked out that my luggage was taken care of and would be on the next bus. When that was done I left the terminal to have a look around the city.
The terminal was on the corner and a big hotel took up most of the next block. In the other direction, there was a restaurant a few doors down from the terminal. It looked about half way between a greasy spoon and a decent restaurant, but I was hungry and decided to have something to eat. A waitress brought me a menu. She was friendly, smiling at me as she helped me to decide what to order. Actually, the food was good, and the service excellent, probably because there were so few patrons in the restaurant and the waitress was coming on to me.
As she was serving me my meal, she asked me what outfit I was with and where I came from, so I told her my sad tale about the missed bus connection, and being stuck here for several hours with nothing to do.
She seemed to be a nice young woman, maybe about twenty and quite good looking too. She was sympathetic about my plight and ended up sitting with me between customers as I was eating. She was lamenting that she had to work or otherwise she could take me to her apartment where she said we could probably find something to do. She was even suggesting that I could take a bus tomorrow and stay with her for the night.
But she did tell me that there was a movie theater no more than a hundred yards away, down a side street. She said that it wasn=t the biggest or the best but they did show pretty good movies, and I could put in some time there.
I told her that I would love to stay with her, and that would beat the movies any day. But I had been away from home for a long time, and my folks were planning a welcome home party. Besides, I had already called them and told them about the delay and when I would get there.
When I finished the meal and paid the bill, I gave her a big tip, but she refused to take it. She walked me to the door, and when I was sure we couldn=t be seen, I reached down and grabbed her ass. She didn=t object, so I reached down below the short uniform she was wearing and slid my hand up the inside of her bare leg until I reached her damp panties. Shoving the crotch of her panties aside, I worked two fingers up in her cunt, and fingered her for a couple of strokes.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a nice kiss, telling me that she wasn=t getting much these days because it seemed like most of the guys she knew were overseas. She was still trying to get me to change my mind and stay over as I was bidding her goodbye.
Come back and see me sometime when you=ve got more time she said as I left. When I saw my reflection in a store window, I saw that she had given me a souvenir, a big smear of lipstick on my face. Laughing to myself, I cleaned it off with my handkerchief.
Sure enough, the movie theater was right where she said it was, and she was right, it was not the best. I bought a ticket, a chocolate bar and some popcorn then went into the theater to find a seat. It was early afternoon and there were lots of empty seats, so I picked one where I could sit by myself and sat down. The main feature film was just starting and I settled down to see the movie.
Just minutes later a rather well dressed women, probably in her early thirties sat down beside me. She was wearing a really sexy perfume and she really made a production out of sitting down, taking her coat off, putting it on the seat and then sitting on it.
