I make my way to the rainforest exhibit, where Mia told me she’d meet me. I see her standing at one of the glass partitions, watching a school of Red-bellied piranhas. She is even more gorgeous than I remember. She sees me approaching and nods slightly.
We agreed to meet in the women’s bathroom. I feel like a pervert, but hey, it’s the safest option right now. Mia follows me in and waits until I go into a stall. I close the toilet door but I leave it unlocked. She follows me into the stall.
“This has to be the weirdest thing I’ve ever done,” I grin, wrestling with the stockings bunched up in my crack.
Mia chuckles before she grabs me and holds onto me.
“Oh, Dante. I’ve missed you so much.”
She lets go before I can answer and punches me hard on my arm.
“Ow. What was that for?”
“I’m fucking mad at you! They took our son, Dante. Our son!”
“Shhh. I know. I’m so sorry. I swear I’m going to make them pay.”
“Damn right you will,” she says before she kisses me passionately.
If I thought the stockings were tight before, they’re positively tortuous now. I have to get out of this getup so I can show Mia how much I truly missed her. We’re in the handicapped stall. I pity the handicapped person who needs to use the facilities in the next fifteen minutes because I’m not letting Mia out of here before I make her toes curl.
“You smell so good,” I whisper into her ear, as she’s kissing neck.
“I want you, right now,” she moans.
“No problem.”
I pull off my blasted stockings and underwear, and then claw at her jeans. Mia helps and soon we are naked from the waist down. I cup her beautiful ass cheeks as I lift her up. She wraps her legs around my waist. We’re kissing passionately.
I secure Mia against the basin before I slip into her. She is so warm and wet I could just cum right now, but I want this to last so I focus. We’re rutting like wild animals, desperate for the feel of one another.
She cums quickly—hard. I’m not far behind. I can hear the voices of young girls as they enter the bathroom. I smirk and place my finger over Mia’s mouth. Together we grin quietly so as not to give ourselves away.
“I love you,” she whispers breathlessly.
“I love you too,” I smile, then I kiss her slowly and delicately.
“Thank you for coming.”
“If you’ll pardon the pun,” I chuckle.
“Come on. We’d better get out of here and back to the ranch.”
“Not so fast. It’s going to take a mammoth effort to get me back into these stockings.”
“You make a very handsome woman, Mr. De Luca.”
“Bunched up stockings in my crack notwithstanding.”
I’m back in my female attire. Time to get out of here.
“We’ll casually stroll back to your car and then I’ll follow you home in mine. Okay?” I say as before we leave the bathroom stall.
“Okay.”
“Keep the chatter going for the benefit of whoever may be watching you.”
“I can do that. Remember, women talk with their hands. Can’t have you looking all butch,” she chuckles.