On The Bus
By Bonnie James

Rating: NC-17 (sex)
Disclaimer: I don't own Mark and I am Bonnie
Distribution: Help yourself, just let me know where
Contact: badassity_babe@hotmail.com
Summary: Mark and his wife go for a ride on the bus...
Characters: Undertaker
Genre: Erotica

The day was warm with a mild breeze as Bonnie stepped out of the hotel lobby and walked across the drive to board the coach. Backpack on her back, she carefully climbed the narrow stairs and scowled upon seeing that Hulk Hogan had already grabbed her favorite seat, the very front right. She loved it up there because it felt like flying, she was able to see the entire road and horizon through the bus' huge front window. Disgruntled, she made her way down the aisle to the very back; and she was relieved to see that the large couch that composed the back seat was empty. She plunked herself down next to the window and stuffed her suitcase under the seat. She relaxed on the cushy sofa and gazed out the window.

"Hey Sweet Thang" a soft, deep southern voice called to her like the caress of a kitten's fur. She smiled.

"Hey Big Red." She greeted the huge man, giving him a hug as he sat down beside her.

"I see Hogan snatched up your seat." Glenn stated, raising an eyebrow. Bonnie scowled.

"Grrr, stupid old fucker...first he takes up all the good air time, and now he takes all the good bus seats." Glenn laughed at her comments. "And have you see my husband?" Bonnie inquired.

"Uh-huh, he went over to Starbucks to get some coffee for us. So how long is the trip to the next town?"

"Vancouver to Kelowna? Hmmm about four hours, give or take a little."

"What's it like? I've heard it's nice up there in the Okienogar" Bonnie cracked up.

"It's the Okanogan Glenn, not the Okienogar."

"Well damn, you outta know how hard it is to keep place names straight when you go through a least ten million a year."

"True that. But yeah, it's really nice. The warmest part of BC anyhow. There's two major lakes, Okanogan Lake and Skaha Lake. Beautiful beaches, all surrounded by desert green mountains."

"You should have been a travel agent," Glenn laughed. "You make it sound very appealing." Just then Mark came down the aisle with a box that contained three large Starbucks cups.

"Hey Bro, move over, I want to sit next to the most beautiful woman in the WWE." Mark demanded with a smile. Glenn obliged and Mark slid in next to Bonnie. "Hey baby girl." He said and gave her a kiss. She smiled and kissed him back.

"My dear, you're such a charmer."

"Yeah, I'm smooth." He grinned. She laughed.

"Right. Whatcha got?"

"An iced carmel machiato for you, a hot chocolate for Glenn, and a coffee for me." He said, passing out the drinks.

"Just a coffee? That's exciting."

"I get enough excitement chasing you around with out having to get it in my coffee too." He said teasingly.

"You love it."

They drank their coffees and the bus rumbled on up the freeway and into the darkness. The bus driver had accidentally turned onto the old highway instead of the new and the trip was taking much longer than expected. Mark and Bonnie were cuddling and talking. Bonnie pulled herself up to sit up straight from the reclined position she was in and looked around the bus. All the overhead lights were out and the bus was silent.

"Looks like everyone is asleep." She stated. Mark looked around and he grinned devilishly as an idea popped into his head.

"So they are..." He said, and stroked her breast through her halter top. She turned her head slightly and grinned up at him curiously.

"Oh really?" She said and reached down to stroke his cock through his jeans.

"Mmm, this seems to be an opportunity to be 'taken advantage of" He said, emphasizing the last part of the sentence. She stroked a little harder, gently rubbing and tugging with her hand.

"I agree." She said. He then pulled her sideways onto his lap and leaned her back against the window, kissing her. He slid his hands up her shirt and slowly rubbed his palms in circles over her breasts. She moaned into his mouth as their tongues performed an intimate dance, perfected by over two years of passionate and wild love making. She reached down and undid his jeans, then slide a hand in and ran it slowly up and down his velvety shaft. "Mmm, Bonnie...God, you're good." He said, his voice gruff with building lust. He reached down and began to rub her mound through her thin cotton booty shorts. She moaned and then whispered, "Let's make love."

"Now?" He asked, with mild surprise.

"Umm hmm, you're the one who usually comes up with the wild exhibitionist ideas." Mark grinned.

"I didn't say no now, did I?" He removed her shorts with one fluid motion of his wrist and then picking her up easily by the hips, he set her down on her knees, straddling his lap. Looking down into her eyes, in his soul possessing way, he put a firm grip on her hips and pulled her down slowly onto his huge, erect cock. He put a hand on the back of her head and pulled her to him in a hard kiss. He groaned as her warm tightness completely enveloped him. She shivered with pleasure and began to rock her hips in a slow, steady rhythm on his. He gently slid his hands down her sides to grip her hips again and began lifting her slowly up and down on his cock. She leaned her neck back and bit her lip hard to stifle a loud moan. He watched her, his emerald eyes afire with passion. As he felt her inner muscles begin to grip and tighten upon his member, he started to swell and pulled her in again for a roughly passionate kiss. Then, grabbing her hips hard, he pulled her all the way down as his seed erupted into her depths. She started to cry out in pleasure and he kissed her harder to stop the sound. Finally, they both relaxed. She collapsed against his chest and he hugged her close. She lay her head on his shoulder. He kissed her temple and whispered, "I love you, baby girl."

"I love you too."

Realizing that Rikishi was waddling slowly down the aisle to use the bathroom across from them, they scurried to rearrange their clothes, laughing the whole time. Bonnie curled up sideways on Mark's lap and laid her head against his shoulder. He held her tightly, as he always did and they drifted off to sleep.Thus, Bonnie and Mark discovered a new way to fly on the bus, this time from the backseat.