Discovering Melanie Ch. 24

It had been a tumultuous morning, running with Brian. He had hurt his leg and Melanie had gone to his room with him to help treat it. While there, she’d asked Brian about the website that had her pictures from the park and had only just been able to resist letting Brian take another half naked photo to post online. Because of all that, she was late.

As Melanie exited her apartment, she ran into Josy. By using her hands, she saved them from bumping their heads together, pressing on Josy’s upper chest. Melanie laughed. The near collision had caused her blonde hair to flop comically into Josy’s face.

“Uh, hi Josy.”

Her friend blew the hair out of her face, as she took a step back, but then Josy flung her arms around a surprised Melanie, hugging her briefly. She let go before Melanie could even react. Josy then surprised her again by glaring at her. “You’re late,” she said, before setting off towards the elevators.

“Not that late.” What was that about? A confused Melanie followed, trying to keep up while checking her phone. “Oh, I guess we do need to hurry.”

“And you need a haircut!”

Melanie stepped into the elevator shortly after Josy. “I saw your messages.”

Josy had sent four messages that morning, during and after Melanie’s run, but Melanie had been slow to respond.

“Did you sleep well?” Melanie asked, as the elevator descended.

Josy nodded, but kept quiet. On the second floor, more people got on. In the lobby, Josy held Melanie back as the others exited the elevator, and then took Melanie’s hand to pull her a little way towards the empty seating area. Josy walked at a quick pace and Melanie followed along. Was Josy upset with her?

“Mel,” Josy began, looking at the floor and appearing reserved.

Melanie looked at the time, and then at Josy.

“Please just forget what I said yesterday,” Josy said, and with just a brief glance at Melanie, set off towards the building’s exit.

“What? Why?” Melanie followed, hurrying to catch up. How could she just forget how Josy had basically asked her to reserve certain…ahum…bits for Josy alone?

“I’m sorry, can we please just not talk about it? We need to hurry.”

Silently, they hurried towards the college. Melanie had a thousand thoughts and questions running through her mind.

When they passed the college gates, Melanie remembered she couldn’t walk back with Josy in the afternoon. “I’m going to my parents’ this afternoon, staying for dinner.”

Josy looked around at her, raising her eyebrows.

“My dad’s birthday.”

“Oh, right. I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

“Come along?”

Josy frowned, but after a few seconds her expression softened. “Okay.”

“Thank you.” Melanie waved, but Josy was already heading off towards her own building. She wasn’t even sure why she had thanked her friend just now, but she was glad Josy had agreed to come with her that evening. Her parents wouldn’t think it too strange, would they?

Hurrying along to her class, Melanie tried to forget about Josy’s change of mind. She’d have to try to talk to her later. As she arrived, she saw the professor closing the door, but holding it for her. She hurried inside, looking for a seat.

Brian signaled, indicating the seat next to him.

During class, Melanie’s mind occasionally drifted to Josy’s behavior, but other than that she had no trouble focusing on the subject matter.

“How’s your leg?” Melanie asked Brian during their first break.

“Your leg? What happened?” Sarah interjected.

“Oh, it’s nothing. I hit a stone barrier during our run this morning.”

“Ouch,” Cohen said.

Would Brian mention that she had gone to his room with him to help with his wound? She wouldn’t mind if he did, she thought. Sarah and Cohen would understand.

Sarah was looking at her phone. “Guys, the results for Calculus 1 are posted.”

Sarah’s remark reminded Melanie of the website she and Brian had looked after treating his wound. She glanced at Brian and they briefly made eye contact. Was he thinking the same? She quickly lowered her eyes, blushing. Was he picturing her half naked in his room? Was he thinking about how she flashed him just before she left? About how she almost let him take her photo and post it online? It was an exciting memory that still sizzled in her mind.

Cohen asked Sarah something, but it didn’t register with Melanie.

“Hmm, let’s see, seven. And Edwards…” Sarah said as she scrolled through the list. “You got an eight, Cohen.”

“What about us?” Melanie asked, both curious about their grades and glad for the distraction.

“Patel, Pierson…” Sarah mused. “Wow, Brian got a nine. Melanie, also an eight.”

Brian looked smug, having the highest grade of the group.

Cohen laughed at Brian’s reaction. “Wipe that smirk off your face, Brian.You don’t have the highest of the class. Two people got a 10.”

Melanie giggled as Brian’s face turned red, and she turned back to Sarah. “Any other exam results?”

“No, not that I can see.”

Cohen playfully punched Brian on the shoulder. “Well done. Calculus is your favorite, isn’t it?”

“I guess.”

“You always told silly math jokes in high school,” Cohen said.

Brian seemed surprised. “You know about that?”

“Everyone knows about your math jokes. Tell us a few. Show Melanie your funny bone.”

Melanie looked expectantly at Brian.

“Fine. Uh.” Brian thought for a moment. “Why was six afraid of seven?”

Melanie laughed. “Because seven, eight, nine. Everyone knows that one.”

Brian looked perturbed, but only for a moment. “Why can’t a nose be 12 inches long?”

After thinking for a moment, she said, “I give up.”

“Because then it would be a foot.”

Melanie stuck a finger in her mouth and made a fake gagging sound. Everyone laughed, including Melanie.

During the rest of their lunch break, they talked about the other exams, and how well they thought they’d done. They were all fairly confident they’d at least have passing marks. As they walked to study hall, Melanie thought of messaging Josy about taking the bus home straight from college, but did Josy really want to come along? She’d said ‘okay’, but with what she’d said after they got out of the elevator, Melanie didn’t know whether it was such a good idea.

It was probably best to let Josy know she’d go to her parents by herself. In the end, she decided not to message Josy.

At the end of the day, as she was walking out the building, she called her parents to let them know she was on her way.

“We’ll have the table set for four”, her mom said over the phone.

“Four?”

“Yes, you said your friend was joining us.”

“Oh, uh…”

“Melanie, you need to tell me sooner if plans change. I’m already making dinner for four.”

“Sorry mom, I forgot.” She heard her mom sigh loudly.

“Just don’t be late.” With that her mom ended the call.

Standing outside the building, Melanie idly looked around. She should call Josy, right? But maybe her friend was already home.

Suddenly, arms were flung around her from behind and she shrieked.

“My ears!” Josy exclaimed from behind her.

Wriggling out of Josy’s arms, Melanie turned around. “I thought you’d gone home already.”

“Hmm? I was coming with you, wasn’t I?”

Smiling, Melanie felt elated. Had she been worrying for nothing? After getting on the bus, Melanie decided against bringing up the subject of that morning. If Josy wasn’t going to say these strange things to her again, she’d be happy to forget them.

“Anything special today?” Josy asked.

“We discussed our sociology assignment in class today.”

“Oh? What did you do?”

“We had to write out an overview of our social circle, detailing the different roles people near us play in our lives.”

“Ah, and what’s the point of that?”

“Understanding of the subject matter,” Melanie droned as if reciting a textbook, but then burst into giggles.

“What’s funny?”

“Oh oh,” Melanie tried to talk. “It’s just,” more giggles, “my first draft.”

“Whyyy, what about it?” Josy was now extremely interested.

Wondering whether she could let Josy read it, Melanie was cured of her giggles, as it was replaced by worried blushing.

Josy nudged her in the ribs. “Now I’m really curious. Tell me!”

“I… I.. “ Melanie wanted to say she couldn’t, but it was tempting to let Josy read it. “I can let you read it later.” What had she just admitted to? Could she really let Josy read it?

Josy nodded and then got up. They were at their stop. A short walk later, they were at their houses.

“I’ll just pop in to say hi,” Josy said, walking up to her parent’s house.

Melanie nodded, suddenly feeling a little nervous. She rang the doorbell of her own house and her dad opened the door.

“Hi Melanie, come in.”

“Happy birthday, dad!” Melanie hugged him. He was more than a head taller than her and she always felt protected when he was nearby. Though middle aged, he still had thick brown hair and kept decently in shape. She released her hug and gave him her gift. It was a book she was sure he would enjoy.

“Thank you, thank you. Is this what I think it is?” He shook the wrapped gift for a moment. “Chocolate?”

Melanie laughed. He always pretended to guess chocolate, no matter the shape or weight of a gift. After saying hi to her mom, who was busy cooking, they went to the living room. After a few minutes of catching up, the doorbell rang, and Melanie hurried to open the door for Josy.

“Dad, you remember Josy?” Melanie asked as they walked back into the living room.

“Happy birthday, mister Pierson.”

Melanie watched nervously from the sidelines, as Josy and her dad made small talk. It was an odd experience, seeing her dad get along with the girl she had begun to have feelings for. Josy appeared to act all natural, and Melanie wondered about Josy’s words from that morning. What was she thinking of this visit?

Soon they were sitting at the dinner table. Not a trace of her mom’s earlier outburst over the phone. Melanie could understand where it had come from, though. Her mom had slaved over this meal, her dad’s favorite, and it had almost been ruined by a change of plans. A bit of an overreaction, yes, but Melanie could forgive that.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it, since you last had dinner here?” dad asked Josy.

“I don’t remember when it was…” Josy mused.

“A certain someone’s seventh birthday?”

“That long ago?”

Dad laughed, as he continued, “little miss birthday girl had the cutest pink dress. And a little bow in her hair.”

Melanie buried her face in her hands. She felt someone poking her cheek.

“Do you still have that dress?” Josy asked. “You’re a bit too big for the dress itself, but the bow you can still wear.”

Melanie looked up and forced a smile.

“We’ll look at the pictures later,” her mom said. “So tell us, how is everything? Are you passing your exams? Are you eating healthy enough? Are you getting out and exercising?”

“Passed calculus,” Melanie responded meekly. “Eight.”

Her mom made a noise. “Oh Melanie, you can do better than that. What’s wrong, are your roommates too rowdy? You can move back home, if you need to.”

“Mrs Pierson, the class average was a seven, I think,” Josy said.

Did Josy know her class average, Melanie wondered?

“Oh, I see. College is a little different nowadays, I suppose. But are your roommates a problem?”

Josy answered again, saving Melanie the trouble. “I visited a few times and from what I’ve seen, Melanie has actually very nice roommates. Melanie can relax and be herself around them. Like, they don’t judge what she wears, not even if she wears less,” Josy said.

Melanie’s heart skipped a beat. What did Josy just say? She felt her heart rate go up, sweat breaking out.

“… formal outfits,” Josy finished after her long pause. She made it look as if she’d been thinking of the right words.

Her mom approved of Josy’s description of the roommates. It seemed like Melanie didn’t have to move back home just yet. Even so, Melanie shot a look at Josy, who just grinned back at her.

Mom wasn’t finished yet, though. “It’s nice to see you two have become closer, now that you’re going to the same college.”

“Yes, we’ve become real close lately,” Josy said, moving her hand over the table to Melanie’s and touching her briefly.

“I think it’s nice,” dad said.

Her heart pounding in her chest, Melanie managed a smile, but had trouble swallowing her food. She hoped all the worst was now past.

A bit later, her dad spoke up, “oh, we got an update on your bed. It’ll be delivered some time next week.”

Melanie perked up at the news, but instantly regretted her reaction as she saw her mom’s look.

“You still haven’t told us why you suddenly wanted a double bed.” Her mom looked at her intently. “Did you meet someone? Are you being careful? When will he come over for dinner?”

Melanie blushed. Did she really have to answer all of that? In front of Josy, no less?

“Honey, please,” dad put a stop to the interrogation.

Melanie looked around the table, hoping she didn’t have to answer any of those questions. However, Josy had that glint in her eye again.

“There is a guy though,” Josy said, resulting in intent looks from mom and dad. She turned to Melanie. “The guy in your class, the one you go running with all the time.”

“I knew it! Tell us all about him,” her mom almost jumped up out of her seat.

Melanie was on the verge of panic at all the attention bearing down on her, stammering to get the words out. “It’s nothing, he’s just a classmate. He’s a runner, just like me, and we just go on runs together, that’s all!”

“Hmph.” Mom did not seem impressed.

Josy smirked. “You come back all sweaty when you’ve been out with him.”

At that, water burst out of Melanie’s nose, and she was coughing as she put her drink down.

Her dad laughed and even mom chuckled, but then they both asked Melanie if she was okay. Josy apologized, stepping around the table to gently rub her back.

“I’m just messing with you, didn’t mean to make you cough up your drink,” Josy said.

Melanie smiled at her, or tried to as she was still feeling the effects of her fit.

After dinner, they stayed for a while longer. Melanie enjoyed some conversation time with her dad, while Josy and her mom were looking through old photo books. Occasionally, Josy and her mom looked her way, giggling over the photos, much to Melanie’s chagrin.

Before it got too late, they had to go back. Her mom suggested she’d sleep there, but both girls insisted on taking the bus back to their student rooms.

On the way back to the bus stop, Melanie had to give Josy a piece of her mind. “You were terrible.”

Josy laughed. “I know, but you enjoyed it too.”

“Did not. That’s the last time I invite you over.”

Josy pouted at her.

“I mean it. Never again,” Melanie said, but a grin broke through.

“Really, though, I did you a favor,” Josy said as they got on the bus. The bus was nearly empty and they sat near the back, on the left side.

Seriously? Melanie shot her a look.

“You asked me to come along, and I gave up my evening for you. I think… I deserve something for that.”

Melanie decided to humor Josy, and said in a sarcastic tone, “oh, and what would you think you deserve for your valuable time?”

“Just a small thing. I deserve something small, at least, no?”

Melanie suspected a trick, but decided to play along for now. “A small thing?”

Josy winked at her, while touching her lips with her index finger. “A little thing, almost insubstantial, really, if you think about it.”

Insubstantial? A kiss maybe? Was Josy asking for a kiss as a reward? Melanie looked at the smiling Josy. Was that an innocent smile, or something else? A kiss would be fine, really.
Melanie smiled. “Fine, name your small thing, and I shall give it.”

Josy grinned. “Your panties.”

“What!?!” Melanie exclaimed, a bit loudly.

An old lady, the only other passenger, looked their way disapprovingly from the front of the bus.

“What?” Melanie whispered this time. “I can’t just give you my panties, I’m wearing jeans, you know.”

“Exactly, no one would be able to tell you’re commando, so it’s really just a small insubstantial gift.”

“I think you’re missing the point,” Melanie complained. “Or maybe that’s the idea.”

Josy just kept grinning. “You promised; you shall give.”

An long silence followed. Was Josy really going to press this?

Melanie’s stomach was forming all sorts of knots. No one was sitting nearby. In fact, the old lady was getting off the bus, leaving them with just the bus driver. Could she really do it? Josy was right, she promised… sort of.

With butterflies sprouting in her belly, Melanie unbuttoned her jeans, much to the delight of Josy. Or she could just wait till they got home. She looked at Josy, and knew her friend wouldn’t go for it, especially since she’d made the mistake of already starting. Inwardly sighing, she pulled the zipper down, worried by the sound it made.

In truth, the bus made a lot more noise than the zipper and the bus driver would never be able to hear it.

Josy reached over with a hand and pulled open Melanie’s jeans, exposing the top of her panties. She boldly scratched along the fabric, lending strength to Melanie’s butterflies. Grinning, she moved to the window seat on the other side of the bus, providing Melanie with more room.

A little shaken, Melanie thought of her next step. To have something to sit on, she took off her coat and sat on it. Hidden by the seats in front of her, Melanie lifted her butt and began to arduously push her jeans down her legs; they were fairly tight, after all. Josy seemed to appreciate the show, and Melanie continued. Taking off her shoes, and then pulling her jeans off her feet, it left her sitting there in just panties, blouse and socks.

She shivered, which had nothing to do with the temperature inside the bus. While Josy seemed to be patiently waiting for her to make the next move, Melanie was rethinking her life choices. She was the one doing this. Her own decision. Looking down at her regular white panties, she was a little sad that she hadn’t worn fancy ones. The fabric hugged her feminine curves, showing a neat outline. Melanie pulled on it a little, and it formed a little line down the middle.

Josy made a happy little ‘oh’ sound.

She liked that, did she? Melanie was inspired to do a little more and ran her finger over the line she had formed, while looking at Josy’s reaction. Yes, she definitely liked that.

However, Josy spoke up, “You may want to hurry.”

Oh, right. This bus is still going somewhere. Even so, Melanie had a little time to get some sexy revenge on Josy for all that happened at dinner. She slowly pushed down the waistband of her panties, bringing her bare mons into view. She caressed the smooth skin and then pushed her fingers under the waistband. Biting her lip, she looked at Josy as she touched herself under her panties. Thinking about how it might look, she thought that maybe she was going a bit too far.

Every time the bus slowed down, she looked up, worried it would stop to pick up new passengers, but so far no one had boarded the bus.

Taking her hand out, she took her time to push her panties down, bringing her femininity into full view of everyone who might be looking, which was just Josy at the moment. Moving them down her legs and off, she held them by her pinky finger.

Josy was still smiling at her, and made a ‘come hither’ motion with her index finger.

All kinds of thoughts and emotions went through Melanie’s head at that moment. That finger motion… and reaching across the bus to give her panties to Josy… Could she really do that? Looking toward the front of the bus, she moved over to the aisle seat.

Josy was holding up her hand, but too far to reach.

With another look at the driver, Melanie stood up, stepped across – was the driver looking? – and sat down next to Josy, handing her shocked friend her panties.

Josy hissed a whisper, “I meant throw them!”

“Oh.” Melanie had misunderstood, but this felt wicked. She had just bared herself to the whole bus, even though it was empty. The bus driver didn’t show any sign that he’d seen. Adrenaline was coursing through her veins. She sat back, swinging one leg out into the aisle. “Well, anyway.”

“What are you doing?” Josy panicked.

“Getting ready to get back to my jeans, of course,” Melanie said, and with that she rushed back to her seat, sitting down on her coat.

Josy gasped and took a moment to recover. She put Melanie’s panties in her jacket pocket, and then moved back to sit next to her. “That was crazy, Mel,” she whispered, followed by giggling.

“I know!”

“Aren’t you getting dressed?” Josy asked, putting a hand on top of Melanie’s bare thigh.

Melanie looked up at her friend, raising one eyebrow, wondering which is it, Josy? Getting dressed or your hand on my thigh? She sighed and closed her eyes as Josy rubbed her skin, opening her legs a little. It allowed Josy’s hand to migrate to her inner thigh.

Sitting there, Melanie leaned back in her seat. She was enjoying the experience of sitting bottomless in the bus, as well as Josy exploring her inner thigh, teasing her with touches close to her sex.

In the meantime, the bus stopped, and a young woman got on. Melanie anxiously watched as the young woman looked down the bus, as if thinking where to sit.

Josy took advantage of her momentary distraction, and brushed two fingers along her sex. “Ah!”

Did the woman hear her? Thankfully she took a seat in the front, and Melanie relaxed, as far as that was possible.

All too soon, Josy removed her hand. “We’re almost there.”

Looking out the window and recognizing the neighbourhood, Melanie reached for her jeans. All fun aside, she had to get them on, and fast! Argh! The bus stopped again and another passenger got on.

In her hurry, Melanie fumbled with her jeans, almost dropping them. She looked up and recognized him as a college classmate. Worse still, he was coming their way! She quickly sat up and grabbed her bag, putting it on her lap. Josy copied her move.

He appeared to have a bit of a stagger. He smiled at them and sat down on the other side. “Hey.”

Thankfully Josy was seated between them and Melanie hoped their combined bags adequately hid her exposure from his view. She felt high on excitement from earlier and this was enhanced by sitting there semi nude with just a couple of bags hiding her nakedness. It was exhilarating.

“Hi,” Josy responded as the bus started moving again.

“I recognize you,” he said.

Josy answered, “me?”

“No, your friend”, he paused, “you’re in my class, aren’t you?”

Feeling Josy nudge her, Melanie looked up from surreptitiously sorting out her jeans behind the makeshift barrier. “Oh, uh, could be.” Even with Josy between them, she smelled the alcohol on his breath. He was obviously drunk.

Josy tickled Melanie’s knee, saying, “don’t mind her, she’s a little shy.”

The guy leaned forward, looking at Melanie’s legs. “Hey, aren’t you cold?”

Melanie shook her head. She needed to hurry as they had to get off the bus soon. Glancing at the guy, she knew there was no helping it. He was going to see something, but she needed to take the chance and lifted her foot to step into her pants.

“No time!” Josy hissed, snatching away her pants and rolling them up behind her bag barrier.

“What are you doing?!” Melanie panicked. The guy was still watching and the bus was slowing at their stop. “There was time…” she bemoaned.

“Look outside. We need to go!”

“Go?! I’m na…” she stopped herself from finishing the word, glancing at the guy.

“Come! Use your coat. It’ll be fine.”

The guy became keenly interested in what they were doing, standing up and leaning over, trying to look around their bags. “What are you doing?”

Not answering, Melanie quickly tied her coat around her waist. It wasn’t much, and while it should cover her butt, the tied together arms did little to hide her sex. If she held her bag in front of her while exiting the bus, she might avoid exposing herself fully to her classmate.

As Melanie hurried to get her shoes back on, the doors opened and after nudging Josy, her friend got up. Melanie closely followed, noticing her small bag was not big enough to cover the gap left by her coat. She hoped that the guy wouldn’t think too hard about her exposed thighs. After casting a worried look at Josy, who blocked at least part of his view, they walked to the exit.

They heard the guy move in his seat and start asking a question as they hurried off the bus. As it drove away, Melanie saw the guy looking at them through one of the windows, and was glad he hadn’t followed them out.

Josy took her hands and pulled her around. “Wow, Mel, just wow.”

“I know!” Melanie stood there, in her blouse and coat, feeling the cold air on her legs and nether regions. “It’s cold. Give me my jeans.”

Keeping them away from her, Josy said, “You can’t put them on here, look at all the people.” She looked around. “Where can we go so you can put your pants back on? Most places are closed.”

Melanie suspected Josy was trying to prolong her exposure, but had to admit it would be very difficult to put her jeans on out in the open without putting on a show.

They walked up to the side of a building. Though it didn’t provide any cover from the street, at least Melanie could face the building, while her coat covered her backside.

Josy nudged Melanie. “Not many people, but there’s some walking past and looking at us.”

Reaching behind her, Melanie pulled her friend closer, before crossing her arms over her chest to hug herself. “Josy, it’s not funny anymore. I’m getting cold.” On the bus, Josy’s hand on her thigh had done a good job warming her up, but now Melanie was feeling the cold autumn air through her blouse, as well as on her legs.

Tugging at Melanie’s coat, Josy said, “you need to keep your core warm, Mel. You know I’m right.”

“But…” Melanie protested, but let herself be turned away from the building by Josy’s tugging. Still hugging herself, she watched in stunned silence as Josy untied her coat. With her only cover below her waist falling away from her, she was nervously looking around. The passersby were paying more and more attention to her. “Josy!”

Josy seemed to take her sweet time getting the coat the right side up, and then held it like that.

Melanie turned back to the wall to put her arms in one at a time, and then hurried to zip it closed. Yes, she was not as cold, but now her entire butt was on display! “It doesn’t cover anything!” She looked down and in the low light saw her sex peeking out below the coat, mumbling, “Oh my God.”

Briefly placing a hand on Melanie’s right butt cheek, emphasizing her exposure, Josy said, “it looks like you’re right, but what else can we do?”

Not knowing what to do, Melanie just stood there. She could try her jeans, she thought.

“Just stay in my shadow,” Josy said as if it was no big deal. “Shall we go?”

Melanie sighed. “Please stay close to me.”

They set off, Josy sticking to Melanie like glue in an attempt to shield her from onlookers.

Hoping to steer them further from the streetlamps, Melanie tugged on Josy’s arm, but her friend refused to budge.

“Just walk normally, or we’ll draw more attention,” Josy whispered.

Easy for you to say, Melanie thought. Although there were not many people out at this time of the evening, it still felt like there were a lot of eyes taking in Melanie’s exposure. Were they looking at her pussy? With her hand, Melanie checked the front as they walked, wondering exactly how far the hem reached. Not nearly far enough, she found, as her fingers had free access all the way up to the top of her lips.

Josy pulled on her arm and whispered, “stop touching yourself.”

Melanie blushed and whispered back, “I wasn’t!”

“Well, whatever you’re not doing, it’s drawing attention.”

Putting her hand back by her side, Melanie saw a group of perhaps a dozen people approaching up ahead. She took Josy’s hand and dragged her to a little corner next to a door.

“Good idea,” Josy said, apparently also having noticed the group.

With her butt to the wall, Melanie stood there facing Josy, and pulled her close against her. Josy’s foggy breath was mixing with her own. With her nose, she touched the tip of Josy’s, and her friend looked up into her eyes. Melanie smiled, thinking about what this must look like to onlookers, but that thought was driven from her mind as she saw a matching smile on Josy’s lips. Lips that were very close to hers…

Whistling and calls directed at them announced the arrival of the group.

Josy turned her head to the side, but pressed closer, hugging tight. She let go when the group had gone further on.

“Thank you,” Melanie whispered, blushing for an entirely new reason. Looking around, she saw another group coming up behind them.

As nice as it had been to have Josy so close, Melanie didn’t want another encounter with a group like that. “I can’t.”

Looking a bit worried, Josy nodded. “Let’s run for it.”

“Okay.” She was immensely glad for Josy’s suggestion. It would be just a short run to their building, where she could hopefully put her pants on in the lobby or the food court. As late as it was, the food court would be dark and deserted.

As Melanie started running, she begged, “Please no phones.” She heard Josy following close behind.

She could not avoid coming within several meters of people, but tried to steer clear of the streetlamps as much as possible. Instead of using her bag for cover, she used her hands to try and hide her face. She passed about a dozen individuals in total, and the ones going in the opposite direction glanced down, either at her legs, or… she didn’t want to think about that. No doubt many noticed she was nude from the waist down. She turned a lot of heads.

After turning left towards their building, there were less people around, and she slowed her pace a bit to avoid getting close to them. Excitement started to overtake worry, and she felt empowered. She was basically streaking, and no one had called her out on it so far. Arriving at their building, she looked in through the glass front. Seeing no one in the lobby, she turned around to see a wide-eyed Josy following not far behind.

Melanie quickly went inside, pacing the lobby until Josy came in through the doors. She motioned her friend to follow her towards the dark and abandoned food court, and went behind a low wall.

Josy was breathing heavily. “Oh, Mel, that was crazy.” She threw the rolled up pants at her friend.

In response, Melanie jumped her and they tumbled to the floor, ending up with Melanie sitting spread legged on her friend’s mid section. She began taking off her coat.

“So hot,” Melanie breathed heavily. She threw her coat aside, and began to fumble with her blouse buttons.

Josy grabbed Melanie’s hands to stop her. “What are you doing?”

With a look that said ‘it should be obvious’, she said, “Getting out of these clothes, of course.”

“You should be getting dressed, not naked!” Josy whispered, “Look where we are. Anyone could walk by.”

Ignoring Josy’s advice, though no longer taking off her blouse, Melanie took her friend’s hands and moved them to her butt. “Feel me, Josy. Feel how hot I am.”

She felt Josy rubbing her butt and leaned into the feeling. Was Josy finally beginning to understand what she had unleashed?

Raising herself up on her knees, Melanie looked Josy in the eyes and pleaded, “touch me.”

Josy moved a hand towards the crease of her butt, running her fingers down and closer to her most private place.

“Ah, that’s nice, but not what I meant.” Melanie took Josy’s other hand and moved it between them, between her legs.

Josy mouthed, ‘oh’, and moved her hand to press the palm to Melanie’s mons.

Anticipating the escalation, a throaty breath escaped Melanie’s mouth as she felt Josy’s fingers touch and tease her slippery wetness. Turning her head this way and that, she luxuriated in the pleasure Josy was giving her. Looking down, she saw the most beautiful smile, matching the warm feelings blossoming in her chest.

She bent forwards, lowering herself on her arms, aiming for the lips she desperately wanted.

 

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