Free Love, Lust, and Other Mistakes by Eliza Lentzski Page A

always seems to be one of our co-workers lurking around. Only when we patrol together are we truly alone.  Even in moments like this, the threat of being caught exists.  We could take too long and Rebecca or Murphy could stumble into the alleyway looking for us.
    Part of me wants to get caught – to see Madison try to explain to our friends why my hand is down her pants.  But the rest of me, the sane part, knows that if our secret is exposed, she would deny anything had ever happened between us, and I’d never have this opportunity again.
    She pulls my hand out of the front of her jeans and I immediately miss her warmth.  She licks her lower lip and unfastens the front button of my pants. Oh God.  Wordlessly, and without complaints from me, she unzips my pants and roughly tugs them down my slight hips, dragging my underwear along with.
    I immediately tense when I hear the service entrance door open nearby. The metal door shrieks against its metal hinges. Madison ducks down out of sight, but I’m too startled to move. I cautiously peer over the green metal dumpster that stands between me and the door.  A gasp catches in my throat when I see Rebecca poke her head out the opening.
    She turns her head to look around the alley.  When she notices me, seemingly standing by myself against a wall, she pauses.  “What happened to you guys? Murphy and I were getting worried.”
    I hear an almost imperceptible giggle come from the woman crouched near my feet. Maddie silently pulls my pants all the way down, leaving me naked from the waist down.  My eyes widen when I realize she isn’t going to stop even though Rebecca is standing just a few feet away.  Only an oversized dumpster stands between us and Rebecca.
    “ We, uh, we’re just wrapping things up,” I uselessly lie. “Caught some kids dealing, but, uh, they took off running.”
    “Where’s Madison?”
    “She’s, uh, in the squad car filling out some paperwork.”
    The woman in question separates my pussy lips with her fingers and breathes against my naked sex. “She, um, said she’d be right back,” I say through clenched teeth.  “Told me to stay behind in case the kids come lurking back.”
    Madison wets a finger with her own saliva and then slides her digit along my bare slit.  My knees wobble and my eyes cross.
    “Oh, okay.  Sorry for being nosey,” Rebecca apologizes.  “I should have known you two could take on some kids by yourselves.”
    Madison presses the tip of her middle finger against my wetness.  She dips her digit in shallowly before pulling it out.
    “ I’ll be in soon,” I breathe out shakily.  “I’m just gonna wait for Maddie to get back.”
    Madison slides her single finger back inside me, causing me to lurch and clutch onto the metal dumpster.
    Rebecca eyeballs me, as if sensing something is wrong.  If she suspects anything, however, she doesn’t let on.  “Okay.  See you in a bit.” She turns on her heels and goes back into the bar.
    When the service door screams shut again, I audibly growl. “Fuck, Maddie. Do you want to get caught?” I hiss.
    She looks up at me from between my thighs  She strokes her fingers along my inner thighs, making my muscles tense and twitch. “What’s the matter?” she taunts playfully.  “I thought you liked living dangerously.”
    “I do,” I protest weakly.  It’ s hard to form a compelling argument when she continues to touch her so intimately.
    Madison grabs onto the back of my knees. “Oh, calm down,” she chastises, still crouching near the ground, “it’s not like I did anything to make Rebecca suspicious.  Just be thankful I didn’t do this to you.” She nuzzles her way between my sensitive folds, pulling an immediate low moan from my mouth.  She slides her tongue in between my shaved lips before sucking my clit into her mouth.
    “Although it would have been funny to see you try to talk while I sucked on your clit,” she muses, pausing to tease me.
    I grunt