Marisol had never been a risk taker. Yet, here she was, taking a late-night bus home from the club. She didn't like how empty and creepy it felt. So, she made her way to the front near the driver, a man named Darnell. Marisol liked him. He was friendly and always had a joke.
"Darnell, are you a fan of role play?" She asked, her voice low.
He laughed and shook his head. "What kind of role play you talking?"
"I just want you to pretend we're strangers on a bus. You know, we meet, and we're both pretty horny." Marisol leaned closer to him, feeling that familiar tingling between her thighs.
Darnell's eyes widened in surprise. "Well, I don't want to lose my job or anything," he said. But Marisol could see the clear shape of his erection through his pants.