Written by ECampbell
“Hindi lang pera ang pwedeng ipambayad sa konduktor”
I feel like I’m being punished.
It’s been so long since I’ve had to commute, & I forgot how annoying it was. Sobrang init, pinawisan agad ako. Buti nalang I wore a dress today. At least presko kahit papano.
Naglakad ako sa hintayan at nakitang marami ang nakapilang bus. Buti maaga pa so for sure konti lang tao. Pinili ko ang pinakadulong bus na naghihintay sa pila para siguradong makakapili ako ng upuan. Pagkapasok, tulog ang matandang bus driver. May tatlong pasahero na nakaupo sa harapan – dalawa’y tulog rin, yung isa naman ay busy sa phone. Napansin ko ang konduktor na nakahiga sa upuan na pang tatluhan.
Naisipan ko na umupo sa may likuran, two rows before the very last one. Pumwesto ako sa dulo nang pang-tatlo na upuan at naramdaman ang malakas na hangin mula sa aircon. Napapikit ako sa sarap. Ang naririnig ko lang ay ang malakas na buga ng aircon pati na rin ang may pagkalakas na tv sa pinakaharapan.
Pagkadilat ko, napansin ko ang konduktor na naglalakad papunta sa’kin. The top of his salt & pepper hair isn’t that far from the handle straps of the bus. Habang hinahalungkat ang laman ng aking bag for my coin purse, narinig ko ang pabulong niyang pagsabi, “mamaya ka na magbayad.”
Una kong naisip ay ang hindi pagkabagay ng dilaw at berde niyang polo sa maitim niyang balat. It’s a uniform, but still, ugly. His loose, dark blue jeans aren’t making it any better. May white na hand towel na nakapatong sa kanan niyang balikat
Umupo siya sa tabi ko, sabay ngiti sa’kin. Lowkey, I’m a bit weirded out. Bakit siya umupo next to me? Ang dami-daming space, pero tinabihan niya ko.
I smiled back for a second and looked out sa window, choosing to ignore my thoughts. Starting to feel a bit sleepy, sumandal ako sa bintana and closed my eyes. Malapit na kong makatulog, pero bigla kong naalala na I have to text my dad na nakasakay na ko. But before I could open my eyes & grab my phone, a hand rested on my thigh, a little above my knee. Kahit nakacover ito ng suot kong bestida, I can still feel how warm and big the hand is.
Hindi ko alam kung anong gagawin ko. Do I yell? Stand up and quickly go out without a word? Slap him?
Lost in thought, he slowly inched his hands higher and higher.
My heart is beating out of my chest at this point, pero hindi ako makagalaw. This has never happened to me. He slid his hand towards my inner thigh now, his fingers in between my slightly parted legs.
Anong plano niya? How far is he going to take this? And why am I not stopping him?
Pinisil niya ng onti ang hita ko bago dahan-dahan itinataas ang dulo ng suot ko. Seconds later, I feel the cool air on my legs while the hem of my dress is inches away from my underwear.
A part of me is saying ‘hindi to tama’ at ‘dapat ko siyang pigilan’, but an even bigger part of me wants to know what else he’ll do. The thought that we’re in a public bus is momentarily forgotten and I’m just completely focused on the warmth of the hand starting to inch closer and closer to my own warmth.
My reaction was completely involuntary. The moment his fingers brush up against my panties, my legs shut to a close, trapping his hand in between them. Hindi ko pa rin minulat mata ko, pero I heard a bit of laughter coming from him. He then kept softly wiggling his fingers against my clit.
Ang lalim na ng paghinga ko as my legs start to relax again. His now free hand moves to cup my pussy. The tips of his fingers reach my opening, habang ang palad niya’y nakapwesto sa ibabaw ng tinggil ko.
I gulp. Suddenly a loud voice pierces through the haze of excitement I was feeling. I open my eyes to see an old lady screaming into her phone.
“KAKASAKAY KO LANG. OO, NAKABILI NA KO.”
Mabagal ang paglakad niya sa aisle, at napalingon ako sa konduktor. Doon ko lang napansin na may pagkalayo ang pagkaupo niya sa’kin at nakafocus ang mata niya sa matanda. Ang kamay naman niya ay patuloy pa rin ang pagkapit sa maselan kong parte.
Ilang bakanteng upuan na ang dinaanan ng matanda, pero patuloy pa rin ito.
‘Don’t go here. Don’t go here.’ Paullit-ulit kong iniisip. Ang lakas ng tibok ng puso ko from both my nerves and the pleasure from his warm hand. Tumingin ako panandalian to my lap and saw his large, dark hands cradling my sex. The bottom half of my dress is bunched up on my exposed, slightly parted legs.
“DI KO LANG ALAM KUNG TRAPIK PERO MAAGA PA NAMAN.” Patuloy niyang isinigaw. Ilang rows nalang and she’ll reach us.
He then dragged his fingernails from the bottom of my pussy, reaching the middle of my nether lips until it reached my clit. Gustuhin ko man umungol sa sarap, kinagat ko ang aking labi para pigilan ang sarili from making a sound. Sa sandaling iyon, the woman finally stopped walking & sat 2 rows in front of where we are.
I released a sigh of relief, which then quickly turned into a shaky intake of breath as his nails focused on scratching my clit. Ngayo’y nakadilat na, I keep nervously looking around to make sure no one’s paying attention to us. Dahil nasa pinakalikod, all I can see are the back of the heads of the other passengers.
Kasalukuyan ay nakapark pa rin kami sa hintayan ng bus. Mayroong 14 passengers, at lahat sila ay either busy sa phone, tulog, o nanonood ng tv. Knowing na nangyayare to sa’kin in such a public place is making me even more excited.
‘What’s wrong with me?’ Before I could entertain the thought, mabilis na tumigil ang pag-iisip ko when he began to snake his fingers on the edge of my panties.
Lumapit siya sa’king tenga nang maabot na ng mga daliri niya ang mga labi ko, tsaka siya bumulong, “ang basa naman nito. Nageenjoy ka?”
Hindi ko siya matignan. Hindi ko rin alam kung pano siya sagutin. But the continuous flow of my juices was probably enough of an answer, as he then grabbed the tops of my underwear and pulled it down. I was in shock, pero nung sumabit ito ng onti in between my butt and the seat, agad ko siyang tinulungan sa pagtanggal nito.
Nang matanggal niya na ito, napatigil siya bigla. I don’t move, but watch him as he grabbed his phone. He mutters a quick curse word under his breath before he looks back at me. “Itutuloy natin to mamaya.” It looks like he was going to hand me my underwear back, but instead with a grin, he puts it in his pocket and walks down the aisle.
I clear my throat while straightening out the bunched-up skirt. I don’t really know how to process what just happened, but I do know I want it to happen again.
The sound of the bus door closing cuts through the various sounds within the bus. Ilang sandali ang lumipas at nagsimula na itong umandar. Ang konduktor naman ay nagsimula nang mangolekta ng bayad.
‘Fuck, am I a pervert? Di ko alam na I’d be into this type of thing. To be fair I haven’t had sex in a while, but still, a bus conductor??? Not to be mean, but, he’s way too old for me. He’s maybe in his mid-40s or early-50s. I won’t be surprised if he has a family too. Plus, he’s not exactly good looking.’
I watch him do his job. Mukha siyang masayahin na tao, his smile just appears on his face so easily. Mukhang ilang araw na niyang pinapabayaan ang tumutubong balbas niya. ‘I bet that’ll feel good against my skin.’ And now really looking at his strong jaw, a decent height to his cheekbones, a cute little button nose, and wide, thick lips, he’s actually not bad. Definitely not ugly, but still, the lines on his face show how inappropriate all of this is.
‘He’s a pervert. Ilang beses na kaya niya to ginawa sa ibang babae? At ilan kaya ang pumayag?’
I'm conyo.
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