AN: Second to last chapter people!
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Sheldon in control had her going crazy.
She knew it. He knew it. And she didn't know if it was hot as hell that he knew it, or annoying as heck. Sometimes, with Sheldon, it was hard to tell the difference.
Most of the time, as long as he was hard, she didn't really care.
But it was time to get a hold of herself. It was time to bring Queen Penelope on board. No more of this, under Sheldons power stuff. At least not until she'd had him under hers again, and then hey, thats how war works right? Back and forth? She wasn't really sure about that either.
But how to get him back?
She couldn't give him a blowjob in the car, because well, she would be driving, and while enough teasing of one might get him driving, if she actually went through with it they really would both die in a fiery car crash.
It had to be something... Unexpected.
Queen Penelope wanted to tie him to a chair.
Which brought a smile to Penny's face.
The Bus.
Oh yes. She would.
And so it happened that she locked her keys in the car, and they had to take the bus somewhere the very next day.
It was drizzling, so Penny had her trench coat with her.
Sheldon, of course, was wearing two pairs of pants. This would make her job harder, and also easier at the same time. Two pairs to unzip, but more fabric to hide her hands actions.
She made him sit at the back. He wasn't happy about this.
She pretended to be cold, and covered herself in her trench coat. He complained about the heating.
He didn't stop complaining, until she took his hand, and pulled it under the coat, to rest on her naked thigh.
"Penny!"
She smiled, and spread her coat over his lap. "Yes dear?"
"What are you... OH." He said suddenly, as her hand caressed his croch. "Really Penny? Now? Here?"
"Shhh." She moved her hand, one zipper, two zippers, there was no on around and he was already getting hard, she stroked him gently.
For the first time in the history of Sheldon on Buses, he was quiet. His hand slid up her thigh more, his fingers searching, finding, dipping..
She leaned over and whispered into his ear. "You have to make me come before we get there. Or you'll not come either."
He swallowed.
Another challenge.
"Very well then." He set to work.
She grinned.
His fingers were working, and his lips were on her neck.
He really did have such marvellous fingers.
Her hand started stroking him again.
They were almost to their destination when he suddenly seemed to snap, and pulled her back, onto his lap, putting himself in her.
She bit back her gasp with a smirk. "Who's in charge now?" She whispered, grinding her hips back onto him.
It was then he realized his position. He couldn't thrust without it being obvious. Penny was the only one who could move without causing suspicion. "Damn it." He hissed. "Penny, please?" She moved again and his fingers were digging into her thighs. He could see their stop up ahead, and he was in no way ready to get off the bus. Suddenly, she moved without moving.
His eyes glazed.
She was doing... Oh.. what were they called? Those exercises... He couldn't think. He pressed his thumb against her, and finally, that little noise..
And then she was convulsing inside and he lost it. He had to bite her shoulder to keep from making a sound.
She picked herself up off his lap, adjusting her coat, and he quickly zipped his two pairs of pants.
"Ready Sheldon?" She smiled down at him. "We're here!"
He could not believe she had got him to do THAT on a BUS.