Tammy (1) The Bus Trip

Tammy (1)

The bus trip

“Tammy! Tammy.” Dad shouted, “Grab your coat we have to go to the coast and pick up some students.”

I was almost asleep when he called, so I popped my head out of my bedroom door, “What do you mean?” I asked.

“They sent the wrong bus to pick the students up from the French trip and I have to take the mini bus to collect the remaining students.” dad said, “Just grab your coat, come on we have to hurry.”

Still half sleep I put my coat on over my nightdress and ran down stairs still half asleep. “Sorry baby girl I know your tired so just go and lay on the back seat and go back to sleep.” Dad sounded really guilty but I knew he would never leave me on my own as I was only fourteen, and while he trusted me he didn’t trust the rest of the world.

I got into the mini bus and as I settled along the back seat I saw dad put his ear phones in and smiled. He loved listening to soft music when he had to drive a long distance as it kept him calm he said. It was only then I realised that the ‘coast’ was about two hours away. I drifted off to sleep.

It must have been about midnight when the back doors opened up and let in a blast of warm summer night air. A moment later the side door opened and four boys got into the mini bus. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. The back door slammed shut and my eyes jerked open as the sound made me jump. Then dad got in the drivers door and said, “I will pull this curtain across so you can have the internal light on but keep the noise down lads ok.”

Ok Mr Jones.” The boys answered in unison.

As the mini bus pulled away one of the boys looked at me, “Your Tammy Jones.”

“Yes I am.“ I replied slowly sitting up. I was acutely aware that all I had on was a nightdress and a coat, not even any panties. Even though I had a 34” bust I didn’t wear a bra as dad had never got up the courage to take me and buy any, and mum couldn’t be bothered. And anyway to me it just didn’t seem important. Till now.

I knew the boys by sight but had never spoken to them as they were a couple of years ahead of me at school. I was just 14 and they were all aged 16 or 17 I suppose, and they were very aware of my embarrassment at being the only girl on the bus. I was a little surprised as I had expected another teacher to be with them, or at least a girl or two.

“So what you doing here then?” one of them asked.

“I….was in bed, when dad, was called to pick you up.” I said hesitantly.

“So that’s why your in your nightdress then.” The other boys laughed.

I just pulled my coat closer I now had a boy sitting either side of me and two standing in front. I was feeling decidedly insecure at this point but I knew it was pointless calling dad because he would be listening to music and the curtain was pulled and I knew he couldn’t see me. As I was the middle of summer the boys were all dressed in shorts and t shirt.

Why don’t you take the coat off it’s way to warm a night and you will sweat if you keep it on. I‘m Josh by the way. This is John, that is Colin and the short one is Ian”

“I will take it off if you promise to behave.” I said seriously.

“Course we will,” Colin said, laughing.

“Yes we will make sure Ian keeps his monster in his pants.” Josh said to even more laughter.

“I doubt she would know what to do with it anyway.” Ian said.

“Yes..I…” I stopped mid sentence.

“Oh right so not the stuck up little virgin then.” Josh mocked, “So who is the lucky boy then?”

“None of your business.” I said angrily. I was angry at myself not at them, but there was no way I was going to tell them about James.

About six months previously my best friend James and I had been talking about what we would like our first time to be like. Anyway to cut a long story short we decided to be each others first. It wasn’t brilliant and we both wondered what all the fuss was about. Of course we tried a few more times and it got better and better. Not that we were experts of course. And while I got a lot of tingles down there I still had no idea what an orgasm was.

“Ok ok.” Josh said, “But you will be quite safe if you take your coat off.”

“Promise?” I asked rather naively.

“Promise.” they all said.

“Here let us help you.” Ian and Colin who were sitting either side of me took an arm each and pulled it behind them in order to pull the sleeves away from my arms, or so I thought until they leaned back on my arms and locked them behind their backs.