Chapter 18

We both walked into the large stall and Atticus quickly locked it behind us. We both turned, faced each other, and our eyes met. He was so handsome, and damn, so cocky and confident. He was someone that I could really fall for.

I noticed he had a little gleam in his eyes. It was pretty obvious that he thought he was winning our little battle of wills. Of course, that meant I had to mess with him a little bit more. Looking into his eyes, I reached underneath my jean skirt and slowly slid the little white thong down my thighs. However, I was able to accomplish this while denying him the view he really wanted. His eyes got wide as I sat down on the toilet and opened my legs just enough to un-tuck myself and begin peeing.

Once I’d finished, I thought I’d continue to play it up and really mess with him. I reached for the toilet paper, tore off a few squares from the roll, and then ran it between my legs, over my penis, wiping myself as a woman would. Then, I dropped the toilet paper into the commode, reached behind my back, and flushed.

When I looked up at him, it was all I could do to keep a straight face and not burst out laughing. His eyes were as big as saucers and he had a thoroughly confused look on his face. Who’s winning now, buddy?

He looked into my eyes and smiled. “How is it that, no matter what happens, I always get the short end of our deals?” he said.

“Did you have to use the bathroom too, or did you just come in here to watch me?”

“I did have to go before your little display, but now I’m not so sure.”

“I didn’t know you had stage fright; I can wait outside the door if you want me to,” I said saucily.

His face split into a big grin. “I’ve been called a lot of things, but afraid isn’t one of them.”

He reached down, undid the buttons on the fly of his jeans, and then looked directly into my eyes. “You know, it’s unladylike to not give a guy a hand when he needs it.”

He was challenging me again! It made me wonder which one of us was going to give up first.

I looked into his eyes, reached inside his open fly, and wrapped my fingers around what I discovered to be a very sizable cock. He let out a little moan as I gently removed his member from the confines of his tight jeans. I stood up with my thong still around my ankles and moved to the side, giving him access to the toilet. He took a step forward and was now in range. While keeping a firm grasp on his member, I looked into his eyes.

“Well, you said you needed to go; it’s not polite to keep a lady waiting.”

He shook his head and smiled, then I saw him take a deep breath, relaxing himself. Seconds later he began urinating into the toilet.