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Ruthann's High School - 8
by Strength+Wisdom (silvermanez@hotmail.com)

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PART 8

The next few days passed by as a blur for Ruth-Ann. She 
had called Jennifer on her way home from Scott's place, 
making sure that she was up on the story and would be 
able to cover for her if Ruth-Ann's parents decided to 
do some double checking. Her parents were usually good 
about trusting their daughter, but sometimes they got a 
wild hair up their ass about things. Now would NOT be a 
good time to encourage that type of exploration.

The sailing trip was uneventful. There was another 
couple, the Franklins, who came along for the day. They 
were alright company, but were mainly for her parent's 
conversational benefit, which was fine. It gave Ruth-
Ann time to put on her tanning suit and head all the 
way to the bow of the boat where she could get some 
sun. 

Luckily her brother was competing in a video game 
tournament of all things today, so he was at that with 
a couple of his friends, which meant he was not on the 
boat to harass her when he got bored. That fact 
promised a day with lots of sun, music on the IPod, and 
plenty of time to think. Ruth-Ann needed the time to 
start working through everything that had happened this 
past week. She not only had one, but two new lovers, 
and that made for a lot of confusion.

Monday finally came, which was both a blessing and a 
curse. School gave Ruth-Ann something else to think 
about, but both of her new partners would be there, and 
she would have to see them. She really DID want to see 
them, but at the same time it was easier to deal with 
things when the situation was not staring you in the 
face all the time. 

'Be careful what you wish for, because you may just get 
it.' No shit! Jennifer was upset because Ruth-Ann had 
not wanted to come over on Sunday and give her all of 
the juicy details. She imagined Jenn lying on her bed 
touching herself trying to fill in the many holes in 
the story so far, which was a nice visual, but still 
overwhelming to seriously think about.

So now Monday was staring her in the face, and like it 
or not, she had to get to school. She couldn't fake 
being sick to avoid everyone, and she really wanted to 
go to soccer practice today, so up and out of bed it 
was. There would not be anything wild in the underwear 
department today, because she was not even sure that 
she would be able to see Scott alone, and Jennifer had 
not indicated any preference for a particular type of 
skivvies. 

Standing in front of her dressers, Ruth-Ann had to stop 
for a second and smile. She wondered what type of deep 
meaning there was in the fact that she was picking out 
her underwear based on what her lovers would like to 
see her in. That was insanity, fetish, or devotion. 
Sorry, no time to figure that one out now.

She actually made it to school early for a change. Of 
course, Jennifer was waiting for her in the parking 
lot, and was over to her Explorer even before she had 
been able to climb out.

"All right, spill it. Who is it, and what the hell is 
going on!?"

"Hold on a sec, would you at least let me get out of 
the truck?"

"Wrong answer chic. Who is it?"

"Damn! What the hell is up with you?"

Instead of answering, Jennifer did a quick look around 
the mostly empty parking lot, and then leaned in, 
grabbed Ruth-Ann by the back of the hair, and proceeded 
to place one of the more intense kisses on her lips 
that either girl had experienced up to that point. 
Ruth-Ann initially tried to pull away in surprise, but 
Jennifer had a good hold on her hair, and she 
surrendered to the feeling after a couple of seconds. 
After what felt like forever, but in reality was 
probably only a few seconds, Jennifer released her hold 
and backed away a step. Ruth-Ann just looked at her 
dumb struck.

"I had to do it. After that phone call, and then not 
giving me any more details for the entire weekend, I 
was a horny wreck. I must have masturbated at least 
half a dozen times the rest of the weekend and this 
morning. Even if you did not mean to, you are a teasing 
bitch. I came so much thinking about you and your 
mystery stud that I may not need to rub myself off 
before the game tomorrow."

"Wow. Well, if I could tell you all of the juicy 
details, I would. But for now, I can't. I don't want to 
make any trouble for him."

"Make trouble for him?" Jennifer had to think about 
that one for a second, then apparently decided that it 
was not important enough to push at that point. "Fine. 
I hope that doesn't mean that you and I are ….."

Ruth-Ann giggled under her breath. Almost in a whisper, 
she responded, "I hope not. I would like to have you 
spend the night soon, and maybe take advantage of my 
shower again if you are interested?"

A smile broke across Jenn's face. "Of course I am 
interested. Let's find a time soon. But for now, off to 
class. The bell is about to ring."

"Yea, I would hate to be late for the first bell. I 
wonder if we are late enough if we would have to get 
swats. Do they still do that here?"

Jennifer's face scrunched up in a frown. "I don't know. 
I have not heard of it happening, but that does not 
mean that it doesn't. I don't think I would want. Mrs. 
Franklin, the etiquette counselor is a mean bitch, and 
Principal Hansen looks like he could hurt you."

'You have no idea.' Ruth-Ann thought to herself as she 
finally extracted herself from the Ford and grabbed her 
backpack. The girls heard the first bell ring, so they 
both ran into the building, exchanging a quick hello 
with Principal Hansen who was holding the door open for 
them.

"Hurry girls, your time is short. I would hate to have 
to see you about being tardy."

"Yes Sir." The girls answered in unison. As they got 
into the building and began to round the first corner 
of the hall, Ruth-Ann intentionally dropped her 
backpack. She stopped, turned around to pick it up, and 
glanced back at Scott. As she hoped, he was staring 
straight at her. She chanced a quick smile his 
direction, and then grabbed her bag and headed on down 
the corridor. 'At least he was looking.' she thought, 
'At least he was looking.'

The rest of the morning passed without incident, or 
excitement. Math, U.S. history and Biology made for an 
intensely boring morning, so lunch came as a blessing. 
During lunch, Ruth-Ann was able to sit at a table where 
she could see Scott at the front table. Just watching 
the movements of him eating the lunch that he always 
brought with him made her brain go back to the weekend, 
and all of the excitement that they had created. 

So she ate, because she knew that there needed to be 
something in her stomach before practice, but lord only 
knows what it was she ingested. Jennifer was trying to 
carry a conversation on with her, but again Ruth-Ann's 
brain was elsewhere, so that was pointless as well. So 
Jennifer contented herself with playing footsy with her 
new lover. Luckily, since it was such a small and 
exclusive school, all of the tables had floor length 
table clothes on them, which kept the foot shenanigans 
out of the range of prying eyes.

Practice could not have come quick enough at the end of 
the day. It gave Ruth-Ann time to do something besides 
think, especially with coach yelling at them because 
most of the team was slower that dirt that day. So 
there were plenty of running drills, and lots of wind 
sprints to break the spirit and throw up lunch. And 
actually, a couple of girls did throw up before the end 
of the session. But once again, the summer program was 
paying dividends, with Ruth-Ann and Jennifer handling 
all the sprints with ease, finishing first every time. 

Finally coach told the two girls to head to the locker 
room, and for the rest of the team to do another 10 
laps around the field for being so far out of shape, 
and obviously partying too much over the weekend. "You 
need to sweat a little more of that illicit alcohol out 
of your system. We will have no chance this year if 
almost everyone is dragging ass this hard every Monday 
afternoon." According to coach, alcohol was "Illicit" 
for teenagers, even though most of the time it was the 
parents buying the alcohol and supervising the parties.

Not wanting to take any more for the good of the team, 
Ruth-Ann and Jenn headed for the locker room. Once 
inside, Jennifer headed straight for the shower, almost 
dragging Ruth-Ann behind her. 

"If they are all running 10 laps, then we have at least 
10 minutes to ourselves before they start getting in 
here. Come on, shower time."

"Jenn, are you nuts? What if coach comes back inside 
early? If we get caught, it could be bad."

"You know she is not coming back in early. Besides, I 
like being in the shower with you. Now come on, let me 
help you out." Standing in front of their two lockers, 
Jennifer grabbed the bottom of Ruth-Ann's uniform 
jersey and pulled it over her head. Resigned and 
excited at the same time, Ruth-Ann began to help out, 
and pretty soon both girls were naked and rounding the 
corner to the shower room. 

They left their towels hanging in the lockers, because 
no one cared if you came out of the room dripping and 
dried off sitting on the bench. The girls turned every 
shower on in the room, which made the level of steam 
immediately threaten to engulf them. It also cut down 
on visibility, which might come in handy should anyone 
come back earlier than expected.

Jennifer was standing under a couple of streams of 
water, her hair already plastered to her head. Ruth-Ann 
approached slowly, enjoying the steam billowing around 
her like pillows that she could hold onto and snuggle 
up with. Two more slow steps, and she was on top of 
Jenn, stalking her, almost like a snake looking for an 
opening to strike. If Jennifer was going to present 
this opportunity for play, with the danger element 
thrown it, then she was going to try and make the most 
of it. 

So far all of their encounters had been quick and 
dangerous. Ruth-Ann briefly wondered what it would be 
like to have Jennifer for an entire night, to be able 
to take things slow and enjoy the exploration of each 
other. Just as quickly, the thought was pushed out. The 
reality of the here and now was that Jennifer was all 
wet standing in front of her, and just waiting for 
Ruth-Ann's lips to cover that last six inches and make 
contact with skin of some sort.

Instead of planting a kiss on her lips, Ruth-Ann 
decided to be the aggressor, and headed straight for 
the juncture of Jennifer's neck and jaw. She was keyed 
up, and needed some relief for all the hormones raging 
through her body. As she hoped, when she attached 
herself to Jenn's neck and began to nibble there, Jenn 
took a sharp intake of air, like she had to brace 
herself for what was coming next. Ruth-Ann grabbed both 
of her lovers' hands, pinning then against the wall. 
She kept up the contact of her mouth on the skin being 
presented to her, trailing little bites from Jenn's 
neck down to her clavicle that poked out slightly and 
further down till a very turgid nipple placed itself in 
her path. Not wanting to pass up the opportunity, Ruth-
Ann clamped her lips around that gorgeous cherry and 
sucked, HARD. As she had hoped, her lover tensed up 
again and seemed to melt even further into Ruth-Ann's 
hands holding her up.

Jennifer didn't know what to do at that point. She 
wanted to be able to touch her new friend, and make her 
feel these little explosions as well, but Ruth-Ann was 
stronger that her, and even if she wanted to, she would 
not have been able to free her hands from the grip. So 
she just turned her brain off and allowed herself to 
enjoy being dominated. It was a rather new sensation 
for her, and the newness of the act added to her 
excitement. She was having a hard time believing that 
her friend who she had intentionally seduced only a few 
days ago was now so willing to be the aggressor, to 
take the lead and give pleasure just as quickly as she 
was willing to take it.

Jennifer felt Ruth-Ann's lips leave her nipple and 
continue to trail down the side of her stomach. Because 
of all the running over the summer, Jenn had a faint 
six pack where her pudgy stomach used to be. Ruth-Ann 
used her tongue to trace all of the spaces in between 
the abdominal muscles, almost like she was digging in 
the grooves, trying to make them even deeper. She liked 
the fact that her new lover was so lean. It made it 
more interesting to look at the muscles moving under 
the skin. Or like now, more interesting to explore them 
with her tongue and hands. 

Even with the showers going full blast, and the steam 
threatening to swallow them like some stupid monster 
from her brother's computer games, Ruth-Ann could smell 
the excitement pouring out of her captive lover. She 
wanted to prolong this, to make the tension and release 
that much more explosive, but the back of her brain 
also remembered that time was of the essence right now. 
It would not do to have one of the first year members 
of the team stumble on the two of them getting all 
sweaty together again. So Ruth-Ann gave in to the 
signals in front of her, leaning down a little more and 
burying her face in Jennifer's sparse pubic hair, 
finding her clit and sucking it between her lips like 
the end of a cherry stem.

Jenn had been floating on a cloud for a while now, 
letting her brain disconnect just enough to enjoy the 
feeling of Ruth-Ann's tongue tracing the musculature on 
her stomach. Suddenly the 4th of July went off in her 
pussy, and every muscle went from being relaxed to 
squeezing the life out of her. Once the initial hit 
wore off, she looked down to see her lover's head 
buried in between her thighs, moving back and forth 
like a woman possessed. 

'Jesus' she thought, 'this girl may be new at all this, 
but she sure is enthusiastic about it.' Jenn's wrists 
were released, and felt Ruth-Ann's hands move around to 
the back and cup her ass, squeezing the tight flesh as 
she buried her tongue even further up her pussy, if 
that was at all possible. Needing something to hold on 
to, Jenn took Ruth-Ann's head in her hands, not to 
control the action, but just to tangle her fingers in 
the wet hair and be able to communicate in some way 
without speaking.

Ruth-Ann felt the fingers in her hair, and it was 
somewhat of a reassurance. For all of the intense 
excitement that was coursing through her at the moment, 
there was still a part of her that wanted to make sure 
she was making Jenn feel good, and not just wasting her 
time. When she felt the fingers in her hair begin to 
tense up, and pull on her just a little, she redoubled 
her efforts. 

Jennifer tasted so wonderful, like a warm summer rain 
if you could cook it into a recipe. Ruth-Ann buried her 
tongue even further into the fragrant pussy in front of 
her, using the bridge of her nose to rub up against her 
clit. 

Apparently it worked, for after another few seconds, 
every muscle in Jenn's body seized up, held for three 
seconds, then everything fell apart. Ruth-Ann kept her 
mouth buried in the sex in front of her, and was 
rewarded with a cascade of juice all over her mouth and 
face. From her own explorations of her body, she knew 
to keep going until the orgasm wore itself out. So she 
continued to ream out that glorious cunt, working her 
tongue around like a spoon trying to get the last 
little bit of peanut butter out of the jar.

Finally Jennifer pulled her head away from her pussy 
and almost dragged her to her feet. Looking into her 
eyes with a half dazed expression, Jennifer planted a 
very emotionally worn out kiss on Ruth's lips, and then 
held her face in place while she proceeded to lick her 
clean, making sure to get all of her own secretions 
off. 

She had tasted herself before, and liked it, but it was 
ten times better licking it off of someone else. Like 
the time she had licked clean that stranger at Naploi's 
pizza joint. She had been wearing a skirt, and kept 
flashing this older guy her panties until he went 
crazy. She had gone to the bathroom, and he had 
followed her in, locking the door behind him. Not 
wasting any time, he just pulled her skirt up, propped 
her on the side of the counter and then unzipped 
himself. 

His cock was cute but not that large, which Jenn was 
thankful for at that moment, because he just pulled her 
panties to the side and slid right in. After about 30 
seconds of serious fucking, he pulled out like he was 
going to come. Jennifer dropped to her knees and let 
the guy shoot his meager load into her mouth, and then 
she sucked his dick all the way into her mouth and 
cleaned him off. Not because she wanted to make it more 
exciting for him, but because she wanted to see what 
she tasted like on something besides her own fingers. 
The guy hurried up and left, so Jenn stayed kneeling on 
the floor, fingering herself to a delicious little 
orgasm while the taste of his come and her juices were 
still in her mouth.

After the two seconds it took for her brain to replay 
that particular episode, Jenn was more that ready to 
return the favor. However, just as her mouth locked on 
to one of Ruth-Ann's large breasts, she heard the door 
to the locker room slam open and the voices of her team 
mates start chattering in. DAMN! Had it been that long 
already? She looked up at Ruth-Ann, and could see the 
mixture of frustration and disappointment on her face. 
Standing upright, she put her head right next to her 
friends.

"Bad timing. I owe you one."

"No shit. Can't we continue this somewhere else?"

"Sorry, I can't. I have to go with the family to dinner 
tonight. We are celebrating something, but I can't 
remember what right now."

"Uugghh." Ruth-Ann sounded like she was going to cry. 
"Fine. Then you definitely owe me more than one for 
leaving me this horny. My fingers are going to be a 
poor substitute tonight."

"Deal." Jennifer stepped, back and turned to the next 
shower head. She thought she saw movement in the corner 
of the steam filled room, but quickly dismissed it. She 
heard the voices in the main room, and that was close 
enough. With her back to the doorway of the room, 
looking at Ruth-Ann, she did not see Samantha Runyon 
quickly move out of the corner of the room and head 
around the corner.

Ten minutes later, Ruth-Ann was somewhat dressed, and 
on the way home. She had hurried up in the shower, 
especially after the rest of the team began to file 
into the steam room. Not bothering to dry her hair, she 
had just put her bra and uniform back on. Normally she 
brought an extra pair of panties to wear home after 
practice, but had forgotten today. 

So the cool evening air was wafting up her school 
skirt, making her overheated pussy throb that much 
more. She was driving with one hand and slowly stroking 
herself with the other. It was a little dangerous for 
her to try and come while she was driving, but she was 
keeping herself heated up so that she would be ready to 
go as soon as she could lock herself in her room. 

Driving past the new strip center where they had just 
opened a Starbucks and some other businesses, Ruth-Ann 
noticed what she thought was a familiar truck in the 
parking lot. She slowed down and took the next entrance 
into the strip, then back tracked. Sure enough, she 
slowed down to take a look, and it was Scott's truck 
parked there. 

After being inside that truck last week, she would 
recognize it anywhere. In her super excited condition, 
the possibility of having Scott take care of her itch 
was more important that the hazard of the two of them 
being seen together outside of school. Now, where would 
he be? There was a new Vitamin Shoppe at the end of the 
center, which made the most sense. Ruth-Ann parked a 
couple of spots down the row from Scott's truck, and 
headed toward the store. With her hair still damp from 
the shower and her pussy bare underneath her skirt, she 
was feeling delightfully naughty. There was really no 
plan at the moment, just that she was intensely horny, 
and Scott was somewhere in that store.

Walking in, the setting could not have been any better. 
There was a good deal of square footage in the store, 
with lots of aisles to hide in. There only seemed to be 
one person working right now, and he was back in the 
corner helping a customer. And there was Scott – back 
against the far wall looking at a huge selection of 
plastic bottles. Should she just go up to him and let 
him know she was here? Or should she play coy, and let 
him discover her? She decided that being subtle would 
be more fun. Even if she was not able to do anything 
serious with him now, she would be able to get both of 
them sufficiently turned on that hopefully it would 
mean great things later. 

Luckily, Scott was facing away from Ruth-Ann, so she 
was able to circle around to the side of him, and then 
get a little ways down the wall from where he was. He 
seemed so intent on one of the bottles that he still 
had not seen her. Perfect. She bent over, facing her 
ass toward Scott, and then reached for one of the 
bottles on the bottom shelf, picked it up, and 
proceeded to drop it on the floor. 

Being plastic, it had the desired result – lots of 
noise, but nothing broke. She was hoping that Scott 
would turn to look at the source of the noise, and 
would see her bent over, skirt climbing up the back of 
her thighs until her ass was almost hanging out the 
bottom. She stayed that way for a few seconds, hoping 
that her lover was looking, even if he did not know 
that it was her. The salesperson working at the time 
came around the corner, so she quickly stood up.

"Is ever thing alright?"

"Oh yea, I just did not realize how heavy the bottle 
was. It just bounced, nothing broke."

"OK. Well, I am helping that other customer right now, 
but will be happy to answer any questions you have when 
I get done with them."

"Thanks." Ruth-Ann waited for the worker to walk away, 
and then turned to look over her shoulder. As she had 
hoped, Scott was looking at her with a mix of amusement 
and excitement. Good enough for now. Maybe she could 
ratchet up the excitement factor a few notches. She 
turned completely around so she was facing Scott, and 
then instead of bending at the waist to retrieve the 
bottle on the floor, she squatted down, spreading her 
legs wide in the process. As she had hoped, her skirt 
spread open and slid up her thighs, exposing her entire 
pussy to Scott's eyes. 

She had been excited for so long that her juices were 
running down the inside of her thighs, which made the 
entire area glisten in the store lights. Like a beacon 
in the distance, she could see Scott's eyes immediately 
drawn to the juncture of her legs. She stayed that way 
for a few seconds, and then crooked her finger in a 
'come here' gesture. Scott was obviously not paying 
attention that far up her body, so she put her finger 
right in front of her pussy and did it again. That time 
he saw it, and looked up into her eyes. She made the 
signal again, and Scott crossed the fifteen feet 
between then in about 2 seconds, and then kneeled down 
next to her, effectively hiding the both of them from 
the rest of the people in the store.

"What the hell are you doing?" The first words out of 
Scott's mouth were so predictable it was almost 
comical.

"What does it look like I am doing? I am shopping in 
the same store that you are, nothing more. Is there 
something wrong with that? If I just happen to not be 
thinking and accidentally expose myself, that is no 
one's fault but mine, right?"

"You have lost your mind." Scott may have said that 
with a serious tone in his voice, but the smile that 
was beginning to creep across his face was giving away 
his enjoyment of the situation.

"Do you think you could answer a couple of questions 
about the product that I have here?" Ruth-Ann was 
trying to play the game somewhat cool, so as she was 
asking the question that would be appropriate for that 
store, she grabbed Scott's hand and jammed it between 
her legs, then held it there. Scott could not believe 
how hot she was. 

He felt like his hand was going to get burned off, but 
all of the juice that was flowing out of Ruth-Ann's 
pussy was making the heat bearable. This girl had 
obviously been excited before she even walked in the 
door. No one got that wet that quick. But he would be a 
fool to waste the opportunity. So he curled up the two 
middle fingers of the hand that she had trapped, and 
slip them inside of her as far as they would go.

Instantly Ruth-Ann felt her orgasm start. She had been 
on edge for almost half an hour now, and needed to 
come. Feeling Scott's fingers in her pussy sent her 
over the edge immediately. It was not an earth 
shattering orgasm, but more of a tension breaker that 
allowed her body to calm down a little bit, and the 
brain to think of something else besides getting off. 
To that end, she grabbed a hold of Scott's hand that 
was inside of her in order to ensure that it stayed 
put. She reached out with her other hand to Scott's 
crotch, and was pleased to discover that his cock was 
already VERY hard through his dress pants.

"Ah, is that all for me?"

"Well, it is definitely all because of you. I can't 
believe that you just did that! You came in the middle 
of the store."

"Silently, and with no one watching except for you. 
Where is the problem?"

Scott just shook his head. "No problem as long as no 
one saw anything."

"You worry too much. But now what are we going to do? 
You have a rather hard problem that needs to be 
addressed."

"Not here. No way. I can go home and take care of 
myself. I hope you don't mind that I will be thinking 
about you."

Ruth-Ann thought for a second, and felt the cock in her 
hand give a small twitch. "Stand up." She ordered him 
in the most demanding voice she could muster. "Stand up 
and face the gondola into the store like you are 
looking at something on the top shelf."

Scott looked at her for a moment, and then did what she 
had requested. It was awful to lose the sensation of 
Scott's fingers inside of her, but what she had in mind 
would hopefully more than make up for it.

"Now what?" Scott asked. He was looking at a bottle on 
the top shelf, and was facing so that he could see the 
entire store.

"Now just keep an eye out." Ruth-Ann scooted over until 
she was on her knees almost in front of him. Using both 
hands, she quickly pulled down the zipper on the 
expensive dress slacks, and pulled the minimal 
underwear to the side, exposing the piece of meat that 
she had been fantasizing about for the last two days. 
Not giving her man a chance to protest, she leaned 
forward and took about half of that glorious cock 
inside her mouth. He was amazingly hard, very hot, and 
filled her mouth to perfection. It was almost like he 
was meant to be there, to fit inside of her that way. 

Scott was torn. He had been thinking of this 18 year 
old goddess all weekend, and had gotten hard as soon as 
he had seen her that morning. There was a part of his 
brain that was so thankful that she was now on her 
knees in this very public place, trying to bury his 
cock down her throat. It almost made up for all the 
tension that he had experienced that last couple of 
days. But the rational side of his brain was still 
trying to scream out "This is wrong! You will get in so 
much trouble if you get caught!" Fortunately, the devil 
on his other shoulder was countering with the simple 
argument of, "only IF you get caught."

Sometimes human weakness is a good thing. Scott just 
decided to let go and enjoy the moment. He pretended to 
look at the bottles on the top shelf, and keep an eye 
on the other two people in the store. It was hard for 
him to relax because his facial expressions would have 
let the other people know that something was up. So he 
tried to enjoy things as much as possible without 
betraying it on his face.

Ruth-Ann wanted him to get off. Badly. She had already 
gotten one lover off today, and with her fingers buried 
inside of herself working overtime, she was ready to 
come again as soon as Scott did. She hoped that he was 
sufficiently worked up to get off in her mouth here. 
There were no other thoughts in her head besides the 
need to taste his come on her tongue. So she continued 
to work, running her tongue around the head of his 
cock, taking him as deep in her throat as she could, 
and running her tongue all over his hairless balls. She 
had to make him come, and soon.

Ding Ding Ding. Soon did not come quick enough, as the 
chime on the front door went off. She felt Scott pull 
out of her mouth, and almost jerk her up to her feet. 
Not two seconds later, another customer came around the 
corner of the gondolas heading for the back wall. He 
did not even look at the two of them, which was a 
blessing since Scott was still trying to stuff his hard 
cock back inside his slacks. He pulled out his dress 
shirt, and was able to cover up the evidence. But now 
Ruth-Ann was REALLY hard up.

She wanted to feel Scott come, and wanted to get off 
with him. Just because their location had been 
compromised was no reason for that not to happen. 
Apparently Scott had the same idea, because he leaned 
down to her ear and simply said, "Follow me." He turned 
and headed toward the front door, and Ruth-Ann had to 
hurry up to catch up with him.

When she got outside, she saw Scott heading for his 
truck. He got in, started it up, and motioned for her 
to do the same. Pulling out of the parking lot, he 
turned the corner of the strip center, and headed to 
the back. Because it was a new center, the back was 
just a collection of loading docks, dumpsters, and 
woods. A perfect place to hide for a little while if 
you did not want to be found.

Scott stopped his truck in one of the loading bays, and 
Ruth-Ann pulled up beside him. She watched as he got 
out, came around the side of her Explorer, and opened 
the passenger's side door to get it. He barely took the 
time to shut the door before he was all over her, 
kissing her lips and running his hands up the tops of 
her thighs.

"I have to have you. Now! It was so hard to keep a 
straight face while you were doing that. I can't 
believe how much of a tease and how brazen you are. I 
never would have thought it. I need to be inside of you 
again, to come inside of you again, to hear you scream 
for me again. I have to fuck you. Oh Christ, I have to 
fuck you now!"

Ruth-Ann was too far gone to even agree with him. She 
just climbed over the seat into the back of the Ford. 
Luckily she had hauled some stuff for her mom 
yesterday, so the back seat had been laid down. She 
just laid on her back, pulled her skirt up and waited 
for Scott to come to her.

He did not disappoint. He was over the seat and between 
her legs in about three seconds. It took about another 
two seconds for his pants and underwear to make it down 
around his knees, freeing his still turgid prick. Ruth-
Ann reached out with both hands to draw him inside of 
her. They had both had plenty of preliminaries, and 
were more than ready for the main event. 

Scott felt wetness, and plunged himself inside of the 
goddess that was underneath him. Everything else faded 
away in that instant. The job, the responsibilities, 
the possible fallout, nothing else mattered except the 
accepting grunts that were coming out of Ruth-Ann's 
sweating body. This was heaven on earth, angel choruses 
and all. Nothing and no one would ever be any better 
than this. At that moment, Scott knew that he was 
hooked, and would go to the ends of the earth for this 
woman. Which, if they were ever found out, he just 
might have to.

It was inevitable that both of them would get off in a 
hurry. Which was good, because who wants to have a 20 
minute session in the back parking lot of a Starbucks? 
Ruth-Ann felt his cock expand through the haze of her 
brain, and knew that Scott was close. Her clit was 
telling her it was time to go, and it did not 
disappoint. As Scott began to grunt like an overheated 
stallion, and the first shot of his wonderful seed 
coated the walls of her pussy, Ruth-Ann felt her own 
body melt into his. 

The sounds that they generated had no intelligence, no 
reason, just pure reaction to the glory that was the 
joining of their flesh. Nothing in the world could be 
better than that moment, and she knew that from here on 
out, Ruth-Ann would do everything that she could to get 
back to this point as much as possible, the rest of the 
world be damned.

Lying in the afterglow, Scott propped himself up on one 
elbow, shook his head, and looked like he was trying to 
say something. After starting and stopping three times 
with some unintelligible grunts, Ruth-Ann put one 
finger on his lips and gave him a shush.

"You don't have to say it. I know. I know. This changes 
everything. And yes, I love you too."

Scott looked at her for a second with first surprise, 
then shock, and finally peace on his face. He leaned 
down, buried his face in her neck, and just existed.

THE END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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