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***Read part 1 if you wanna have the full experience, otherwise do what you want, i dont care…***

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Picking it up right where I left off last time, I arrived at Chloe’s right around 6 in the afternoon. 

After ringing the bell, I heard the sound of someone descending the stairs from the inside of the house. A brief moment later, the door opened and smiling greeted me Chloe wearing a short white skirt while a baggy, oversized T-Shirt draped from her. With her hair done neatly to the back of her head, she did indeed look quite cute.

“Hi Ryan!”, she greeted me.

“Hi Chloe”, I said. We were still not in the phase where we could call each other nicknames or use cute abbreviations. 

I entered her house and was welcomed by the subtly sweet fragrance of vanilla. The interior was actually quite spacious and had a feel of cosiness while remaining minimalist and clean looking. We went to the living room where I set down my bag containing my laptop which she told me to bring along since she wanted to have a go at CS GO with me.

She then motioned me to follow her to her room upstairs and we arrived in front of her bedroom.

“So, what do you think of my room?”, she asked curiously.

“It’s great! Though obviously not comparable to mine, but you’re getting there!”, I said.

Her bedroom maintained the cosy feeling radiating from other parts of her home but gave a hint to her personality. Looking left, I saw a wall lined with metal posters depicting Marvel characters and films. Her desk stood in front of a really wide window and was decorated by countless Star Wars artifacts. Her bed, standing at the other end of the room, gave off a contrasting, comfortable vibe and was lined with pink bedware.

“You know what?, Fuck you”, she said with a sarcastic grin on her face and looked at me.

“Just kidding, just kidding!, I love your room. I Like the posters and Star Wars stuff you got there”, I answered with a smile.

“But I’ve got to admit, you look quite cute when you’re angry like that”, I said and chuckled.

“It’s not funny!, you know that you’re being kind of an ass?”, she answered in protest and widened her eyes in anger.

“Okay, Okay, I’ll TRY to not tease you.”

“I hope that’s the case. Anyways, we gotta go shopping if we wanna eat something. Otherwise we could just order pizza”, she said, still a bit irritated by my comment.

I honestly preferred pizza but just imagining going shopping with her made me smile. Actually, doing anything with her made me happy. 

“Let’s go buy some food then”, I answered after a moment in thought.

“Great!”, she said and practically dragged me out of her room in excitement.

Downstairs, I took my backpack and emptied it for later use to transport the merchandise back home. We then both took our bikes and rode to the supermarket. On the road we raced each other quite a bit and got yelled at by not a small number of passersby. We got to the supermarket and parked our bikes.

We walked in and I saw a bunch of shopping carts lying around. Suddenly, an idea manifested itself and I promptly asked:

“Hey, you wanna ride in the shopping cart?”

Even though it was Saturday Afternoon, the place was so out of the way that only a few people were present.

And that’s how I ended up drifting a shopping cart with Chloe sitting inside it in a supermarket. And, even though this must sound ridiculous, pushing a shopping cart at full speed down the aisles of a giant empty supermarket must be, in my opinion, on everyone’s bucket list. As we ended our search for pasta and cheese I said:

“I kinda want to race down the main corridor right now”

Now, the main corridor is a really wide passageway leading to the registers.

“I mean, why not? What COULD go wrong?” she answered sarcastically.

“Well, you’ve said it.”

I took the shopping cart and began building momentum down the main hallway and, having achieved enough speed, jumped on it and so we sped down the aisles at an astonishing speed.

In retrospect, I cannot imagine how stupid I must have been right then. Because right at the end of the passage a security guard seemed to appear out of thin air. He was astonished at first but immediately looked at us in anger and yelled at us to stop. I freaked out and, in an effort to avoid crashing into the guy, I veered to the right and drove into a pile of, luckily, bread.

After I recovered from the pure shock, I walked to the front and pulled Chloe out of the cart. She looked at me and turned in fear to the security guard. 

I turned around and saw that the big man was walking toward us with big strides and was obviously extremely upset.

“What did you two little pieces of shit thought you were doing!”, He yelled right at my face, spit landing on me. I was quite disgusted so I yelled at him in protest:

“If you didn’t step in front of the cart, nothing would have happened!”, I said. Which was honestly quite a weak argument on my part.

He obviously would have none of it so he grabbed Chloe and me by the arm and dragged us to a door at the back and pulled us inside. I looked over at Chloe and she was quite clearly scared. I tried to console her by glancing at her with a comforting look since I was formulating a plan that could get us out of this mess. We arrived at the manager’s office and the guard forced us onto some cheap office chairs. 

The manager looked at him and inquired  that he tell him what was going on.

“These young brainless bastards thought it would be a good idea to play around with the shopping carts and crashed into one of the shelves. I brought them here to get your opinion on the matter”, he said matter of factly.

“Well,” he said with a malicious grin creeping up the edges of his mouth, “you know that you can get charged with violation of private property for that, don’t you?”

At this point, Chloe was actually quite frightened and looked at me in fear. I tried to calm her down by glancing at her and trying to talk with my eyes. I saw a way out of this but she needed to know what I was doing. 

“Now, it seems you two are quite rebellious, aren’t you? Well let’s see if you keep being that rebellious when I call the police”, he motioned to take the phone on the table. I frantically looked at Chloe and pointed towards the guard standing behind us. I then jumped forward and grabbed the man’s hand while pleading in theatrical drama for mercy.

“Please!, don’t call the cops, please!”, I screamed and actually had to force a laughter from escaping me. 

The security guard immediately strode forward and grabbed me. “Now comes the decisive moment” I thought and the moment seemed to last forever. 

Suddenly, I felt the grip on me soften and cease entirely. I looked back and saw that the big man had his hands in front of his crotch in anger and desperation. He collapsed to the ground in pain and started screaming. The store manager froze and looked at the situation in surprise.

I ran over to Chloe and kissed her forehead. So fucking smart, I thought. She spread her arms wide and embraced me. The moment was cut short by the guard starting to stand up and yelling in rage. 

I pushed Chloe in front of the entrance and opened the door.

“Hey, could you stop crying like a baby? Funny though, I don’t think you will be having one anytime soon”, I said to the guard, closed the door and immediately pulled a chair under the door handle.

I grabbed Chloe by the wrist and we both started running like maniacs. We got out of the store, got on our bikes and looked back to see the big security guard followed by some of his fellow men catching up to us. 

Without dropping a beat, we speeded out of there and raced our bikes out of the parking lot. With me leading the way and Chloe close behind, we rode for 10 straight minutes at an unbelievable speed until Chloe told me to stop and I looked back. 

I stopped and waited for her. After she caught on, we both got off from our bikes and we threw them and ourselves on the floor, trying to catch our breaths.

Having slightly recovered from the shock and with our souls having returned back to ourselves, we laid down in the field. With the setting sun painting the sky a bright orange and the yellow canola field spanning hundreds of metres into the horizon, the moment was truly quite magical.

I turned my head to look over at Chloe, who by now had stopped gasping for air and was looking at me with a smile on her face. I pulled her close to me and embraced her in a passionate kiss. She closed her eyes and let the moment fill her mind. She stretched out her hands and pulled me against her, my desire and lust for her growing by the second. While still engulfed in our kiss, I felt my hands running down her soft, dark brown hair. My hands then shifted lower down and felt her perfectly shaped body. She had an athletic build, well shaped ass and legs that just had the perfect proportions. 

Still running my hand along her body, I felt her curves with my fingers and, in response, her heavy breathing grew faster. When my hand once again stroked her upper thigh, I felt a rush of hormones and I inched closer to the folds of her skirt. 

She broke our kiss and looked at me wide eyed in surprise but also with a hint of lust gleaming in her eyes. Looking deep into her eyes, in the orange light of sunset, I found my way under her skirt. I started tracing my way up her thigh, provoking shuddering breaths from her parted lips. My index finger felt her clit, pulsing with heat and radiating the surrounding area with warmth. I felt the slightly wet fabric of her panties and lightly dragged my finger across her pussy in a circle. She immediately put a hand to her mouth, trying to quiet down her moans and her growing excited panting. So I continued tracing my index and middle fingers along her folds, provoking a slurry of quiet moans from her. I once again returned right beneath her clit and slowly slid my fingers between her thighs, rubbing on her pulsating pussy.

In response she pressed her thighs together and grabbed my hand with both of hers. 

Still gasping from pleasure she said:

“Uhm…Ehm…Ryan…,…uhh, there…are people…uhhuuh.…around…”

This actually had the different effect intended as I once again slid my fingers between her now slightly wet thighs with more speed. This provoked some loud moans to escape her parted lips and I stopped momentarily to wait for her to quiet down a bit. 

I pulled her closer to me and we shared a passionate kiss. Right after that, I just couldn’t resist anymore from not starting to pull down her undies and undressing the rest of her.

At that moment, a logical part of me stopped myself and I reconsidered our circumstances. First of all, fondling Chloe in the middle of a field next to a road was actually quite hot. But as much as I wanted to strip her clean of her adorable outfit and slide my cock inside of her, the people from the mall could still be on our heels and I didn’t want to be caught in such a vulnerable position. 

As I pulled my hand away and pulled her panties back up Chloe again stared deeply into my eyes while biting her lips. Lust filled her face and I had to stop myself from resuming our session…

“Let’s go home first, Clo-Clo”, I said softly and stretched out a hand to her.

“Ryan, you’re such a bastard. We could have been seen!”, she said and weakly grabbed onto my hand. 

“And you say that now, right?”, I replied, pulled her up and gave her a kiss.

She was a bit weak so I helped her to her bike and she got on.

“I promise we’ll continue when we get back. But it’s getting cold. You want my jacket?”, I asked.

“Yeah. If we get back and you leave I swear I’ll…” 

And she didn’t finish because I pulled her in for another tender kiss. I gave her my jacket which she put on.

And so we rode back and arrived in front of her house. 

She had barely closed the door when I carried her to the living room and practically threw her on the sofa. I threw my hoodie on the floor and plopped onto the sofa. My fingers found their way onto her belly and I started caressing her soft skin. She giggled as I tickled her a bit and looked at me with a longing glance. 

I was pulling her T-shirt off and leaning in for a kiss as the front door suddenly opened with the turn of the deadbolt and a subsequent creak. Footsteps followed and the sound of keys dangling around were then to be heard. 

The hallway light turned on and a silhouette of a person could be seen in the shadow cast.

“Chloe? You already sleeping?”, asked the figure.

In a panic I looked at her. She was half undressed and I was leaning over her on the sofa like a maniac. 

“Fuck, it’s my dad”, she whispered.

And there I was, undressed in their living room leaning over his daughter…

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**Note:** Thanks for the comments on the last post. Quite fun reading through them. Fun fact: Writing this series just seems to get more and more fun. Don’t worry, won’t leave you guys hanging. Part 3 coming soon…

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