Restroom Rendezvous

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I did a double take as I exited the men's room and looked to my left. The woman exiting the ladies' room at the same time looked very familiar and she should have. I'd been acquainted with Stacey for as long as I'd known my sister-in-law since they'd been best friends growing up. I stopped and waited as she also recognized me and, when she threw her arms open for a hug, I wondered how long she'd been at the bar upstairs. Of course I gave her a hug and I enjoyed it, feeling her young, lithe body and her boobs against me.
"I haven't seen you in so long," she said into my ear, not releasing me.
"I know," I replied, not minding at all, "I never even saw you upstairs."
"I'm just hanging out with some friends," she said.
"Yeah," I replied, "me, too."
"I'm horny," she suddenly stated and kissed my neck. My cock started to rise, which I knew she could feel when she started to press against it. I let my hands drop down to her ass and squeezed it as I pulled her against me even more. There was still a risk that either her friends or mine could happen upon us but that really wasn't the primary thought in my brain at that moment. Turns out it wasn't the primary thought in her brain, either.
"Was anyone else in the men's room?" she asked suddenly.
"No," I murmured.
Before I knew it, Ataşehir Escort she was leading me back into the men's room after a quick look around to make sure we were unobserved. She led me into a stall and I was appreciative that these particular rest rooms were quite nice with solid walls on three sides of the stalls and a louvered stall door that almost reached the floor. As soon as we were closed inside, we were making out as she reached between us to fondle my throbbing tool. As I continued to squeeze her ass, she opened my jeans and fished out my cock, pumping it in her hand before starting to work my jeans and underwear down.
"Sit," she said once my cock was completely freed. I did, pushing my jeans and underwear down to my ankles as I did. Then, with her standing before me, I unfastened her shorts and let them drop to her ankles as I kissed her abdomen above her panties. After squeezing her ass some more, I rubbed the front of her panties briefly before starting to slide them down. Her bush was trim and dark brown and, as her panties slid down to join her shorts, I kissed around it, moving in closer and closer. She'd stepped out of her shorts and panties with one foot and raised the other leg with them hooked on her ankle, so I grabbed them before they ended up on the floor. After I handed them to her, she turned and hung them on the hook on the back of the stall door, then turned back and straddled me. I stroked her pussy as she lowered it over me, finding it flowing with juices, then guided my cock into it as she sat on my lap.

She moaned as my cock filled her and I reached around for her bare ass as she started to slowly ride up and down on me. As she leaned down so that we could make out again, the door opened and somebody else entered the men's room. Our activity was pretty quiet so he'd have to have looked under the stall door to even see that there