Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 7: While the Cat i - Sex Stories

Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 7: While the Cat i

... buying something called a "C-string." Pamela was doubtful, but Melissa insisted that they each buy one, and they did. Melissa picked out a few things of her own; they paid, and then continued their perambulation; occasionally stopping to buy or to look at something. "Pamela, I just had a really nasty thought," Melissa said, grinning. "Oh?" "Yes, Oooooo...this is really naughty." "Well, out with it then," Pamela said in mock indignation. "Let's go into the bathroom and put on our C-strings." "Really?" "Yes, really." It did seem like a deliciously wicked idea and one that a few weeks earlier Pamela would have rejected. She would also have rejected the idea of buying a bag of sexy underthings at the mall along with a lot of other things that had become her new normal. "Oh, well, might as well be hung for a sheep as a wooly lamb," Pamela said, chuckling and taking Melissa's hand and heading for the nearest ladies room. "I'm assuming that meant yes," Melissa said, following Pamela's lead. When they got to the ladies the only stall open was the large handicapped stall at the end of the row. There was no one at the sinks or mirrors, just feet visible under the other three stalls. Melissa put her finger to her lips and opened the last door in the row, pulling Pamela in with her. She closed and locked the stall door, then pushed Pamela up against the wall and kissed her. Pamela was taken by surprise, but went with it and returned the kiss. She gasped, albeit quietly, when Melissa's ...

... hand found its way under her dress and cupped her sex. Melissa broke the kiss, grinning, and then squatted in front of Pamela before reaching up and stripping the older woman of her panties. They were damp with the produce of Pamela's arousal just as her own were. Melissa held them up to her face and quietly breathed in the heady fragrance. Then she rummaged in Pamela's shopping bag for the thing that had, ostensibly, brought them into this stall in the first place. Finding it, she pushed Pamela's dress up and let it drop over her head. She thrust her face between Pamela's thighs, forcing Pamela to spread her legs, and thrust her tongue between the juicy lips of Pamela's quim. Pamela put her fist in her mouth to keep from crying out while mentally vowing revenge for Melissa's bold move. Even so she felt more excited than afraid as Melissa's busy tongue rooted around in her nether regions. It was a tease, however, and not a full-on assault and Melissa soon had the C-string in place. Melissa stood up and kissed Pamela again letting her taste her own dew on Melissa's lips and tongue. Melissa mouthed the words "your turn," and punctuated them by pushing down on Pamela's shoulders. Pamela needed no urging. She got her face under Melissa's long skirt and quickly pulled down a set of panties as damp as hers had been. Not bothering to sniff them with the source so close at hand, or at face, she pushed Melissa's thighs apart and set about returning the favor she'd been given by giving ...