Chapter 638

Becca met you with a kiss as you slid into the small women’s washroom of the coffee shop, though it was a little less of a kiss than you would have expected for a bathroom bootie call.

“Hey,” you said quietly.

“Hey,” she grinned, matching your level of volume. Then she winked as she locked the bathroom door. It was a single-stall room, so you were secure to do ... things. “Sorry, I can’t mess up my makeup, I’m not trying to be colder than usual.”

“So then I should do something like this, then?” you asked, stepping closer to her and sliding your hand up her hips, under her long shirt.

“You should,” she grinned, biting the tip of her tongue as she grinned. Your one hand travelled up her soft, smooth stomach towards her breasts while your other found the waistline of her tights with your fingertips and trailed around her to her back, then slithered down to grab her bare ass.

“So what’s all going on?” you asked. “Not that I’m not thrilled to see you today, but I thought we’d already said goodbye until some nebulous ‘next time.’” Your hands found her breast, surprised that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her nipple was already firming up and you ran a thumb over the little rubbery nub. Becca was just built differently than your girlfriends or anyone else you’d been with that summer, sort of like Amanda was. Just a little stockier, with a great set of moderate tits and her firm butt, and her hair giving her that tomboyish but still feminine charm with her high cheekbones and pretty, playful eyes.

“I was texting with Gemma earlier,” Becca murmured, leaning towards you and starting to undo your pants without taking off your belt. “And she promised to send me hot pics of you two for me to masturbate to if I sent her hot pics of me and you. Which, I mean, fair deal except she knew I wouldn’t have any unless we did this. So here I am being a little slut and meeting you in a coffee shop bathroom for a quickie.”