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She Lake a Chance part 2 of 4

She Lake a Chance part 2 of 4



Several times they heard other women passing the stall they occupied, an on more than one occasion, heard the door knob being tested and followed by a voice saying, No, someone’s in there.

Angela clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle a scream as she felt her first orgasm coming. For someone so inexperienced, Sally had quickly learned to satisfy a woman with her mouth, tongue, and fingers. She had two fingers deep inside her when she came. Sally leaned back on her heels while continuing to fuck Angela with her hand, watching her eyes squeeze shut and other facial expressions so intently. Her legs stiffened and her free hand grabbed the edge of the bench as she came, her pelvis lifting off the seat. Sally could hear the forcefulness of Angela’s breath through her own hand which she kept clamped over her mouth, and rightly wondered who else could hear the noises she now made.

Sally was well pleased with herself and stood up, fingering her own swollen clit only inches from Angela’s face.

Angela watched her friend smile and turn her body away, taking a few short steps to the wall opposite, where she placed her hands and spread her legs as if waiting to be frisked. With a smile, Sally looked over her shoulder to Angela and playfully shook her ass in her direction. Needing no more than a suggestion, Angela crawled on her knees to Sally and grabbing both of her ass cheeks, playfully kneading them in her hands. With one hand still gripping her ass, Angela slid a finger into Sally and marveled at just how soaked her pussy had become. She slowly fucked Sally with her hand before removing and sucking on her finger, moaning as she showing her pleasure.

In a voice of normal tone and volume, Angela broke the near silence and said she wished to try on something different hoping to convince any passers by the room’s occupant was still trying on outfits. Angela turned her body beneath Sally’s and leaned against the wall, leaving Sally’s wetness inches from her mouth and its owner twitching in anticipation.

Pulling her down onto her face, Angela could feel the sopping wetness of Sally starting to run down her chin and side of her face. She couldn’t recall anyone in her past that would get so wet, so quickly. Her hands rested on Sally’s ass as she continued playfully working with her mouth and tongue, enjoying every moment of her friend’s incredible state of arousal.

She felt her hips slowly start to gyrate in a circular motion on her mouth, and could feel Sally’s legs begin to tremble. She stopped licking her clit for a brief moment to slide a finger inside her; the gushy, squishy noises she made excited them both, prompting Angela to finger-fuck her girlfriend only faster. She inserted a second finger and continued her play, while sucking Sally’s clit into her mouth and rolling it about with her tongue. As she came, Sally let out a short, but clearly audible cry of “Oh Fuck!” the very moment a store employee passed by with an armful of returns.

Are you alright, Miss? Is there anything I can do for you? the strange voice asked.

There’s nothing you can do in here that isn’t already being done to me.. she thought.

No, I’m good was all she managed to squeak out, feeling a wave of pleasure as her climax surged. Angela scooted back to allow herself room, then lay on the floor, motioning for Sally to straddle her face, so they could simultaneously get each other off Sally did as instructed, covering Angela’s mouth with her pussy, and lay forward to get to work pleasuring Angela once more.

Their next orgasms came in near unison, as they both had learned just how the other would react to the stimulus they applied. A knock on the door made them both freeze where they lay, when a different store employee, presumably a supervisor, announced through the door the store’s policy of allowing only 5 items to be taken inside the dressing room at any given time. It seemed apparent to them that whoever was behind the door had taken in more than 5 items, considering the amount of time they were spending in the room.

Flashing Angela a smile and giggling to herself, Sally responded to the store employee, giving assurance that they only had five items each and would be out of the dressing room momentarily. Angela’s eyes widened as Sally let slip there was, in fact, two women in the stall, and feared that the employees would draw their own conclusions as to what was really going on in there. Sally and Angela quickly dressed, and not wanting to draw any more attention to them-selves than they had already, waited for an opportune moment to quietly slip out of the store and make way to their waiting vehicle.


FEW WEEKS LATER    

Guess What?

Trey looked at his phone, alerted by the chime of the new incoming message. His eyebrow rose when he saw the name attached to it.

It was all he could think of to say at the moment. Although they had not spoken in some time, they shared a professional history going back several years that had intertwined their personal lives. After all, how could two people work so closely for so long and not share any details of their private lives? Personal successes, happier moments, and, of course, tragedies, too, all were discussed at some point in time.

Trey pondered Sally’s declaration a moment and realized it could only mean one thing. Why else would she text him out of the blue, other than to share something as significant as the news of a doomed relationship? His fingers quickly swiped the keyboard on the glowing screen of his phone.

OK, so what happened?

Over the next hour, Sally brought Trey up to speed of the recent events in her life as they exchanged messages back and forth. It was one particular question she asked, however, that truly caught Trey’s attention and changed the entire course of their conversation.

Are you guys swingers?

Trey leaned back on the leather loveseat as he stared at the screen, allowing the depth of her question to fully sink in. What on Earth, he wondered, would ever make her ask such an intimate and personal question? He smiled, knowing that not only had she now opened up Pandora’s Box but assured it’s figurative lid would never quite fit the same again.

Sally adjusted the pillows on her bed and sat comfortably with her legs outstretched. She glanced again at her text messages and saw that Trey appeared to be taking his time responding to her last question. Sally was as intelligent and calculating as they come. She knew when to sow seeds and made it a point to always play the long game. She did this, of course, to assure that things would always work to her advantage when she wanted. Had she ever bothered to learn the game of chess, she surely would have mastered every play.
She smiled to herself knowing how Trey must be squirming in his seat that very moment. She had never directly asked him such a personal question, but, seeking to satisfy her curiosity, had once asked the same question through a friend years earlier. After much back and forth, Sally realized Trey was toying with her, and that she wasn’t going to get a straight answer from him anytime soon.
She could draw her own conclusion, but knew there was only one way that she would know the truth. The longer they chatted, the more risqué their conversation became, and when Sally realized just how aroused she had become from their banter, thought it best to say goodnight.

Trey smiled as their conversation came to an end, and in his mind imagined Sally and what she might do next in the privacy of her home. His own arousal was obvious, prompting him to wait several moments before leaving his perch on the loveseat and heading for bed. He glanced to his wife who slept lightly on the couch across from him, and before waking her, decided to share the news of Sally’s change in relationship status at a more convenient time.

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