Page 27 of Back Up Plan

As she considered her response, “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now” by Starship came on over the speakers.

“Oh, I love this song,” Cass said with a groan as she started bobbing her head to the song. Before she knew it, Ari was watching Cass dance around the laundromat and belting the lyrics. She grabbed a lollipop from the “free candy” bowl on the folding table.

Ari laughed as she watched Cass perform for her.

At a break in the song, Cass said, “If I didn’t do my own laundry, I wouldn't be reminded of absolute bangers like that.”

Cass put herself in the space between Ari’s spread legs, leaning on the folding table. She looked up into Ari’s eyes and down to her mouth.

“But seriously, I like it. It’s a cool place and they play good music and…” she paused as she unwrapped her lollipop, “It has free candy.”

She brought the candy toward Ari’s mouth and asked, “Would you like my lollipop?”

Before Ari could even process how corny it was, she was somehow nodding and opening her mouth.

“Good,” Cass said with a smile.

Ari pulled the lollipop from her mouth after tasting it for a minute, “You’re an interesting character, Cass.”

“How so?” Cass asked.

Ari shrugged, “I thought you’d be a little more… prissy?”

Cass laughed, “You’re one to talk, Ms. Uppity.”

Ari laughed and held the lollipop out for Cass to take. Cass looked back up at her and smiled before slowly opening her mouth and letting her tongue slowly caress the pop from bottom to top.

Ari swallowed the lump in her throat as blood rushed to her center, making her clit and entrance throb.

“Thank you,” Cass said as she grabbed the lollipop with her teeth.

Cass looked into Ari’s eyes as she sucked the pop for a moment before turning to empty the dryer. She took out her clothes and dumped them on the folding table.

Ari tilted her head, trying to snap out of her haze, “You fold your laundry here?”

Cass nodded, “Yeah well this way they don’t get wrinkled.”

“Don’t you live like around the block?” Ari questioned.

Cass raised her eyebrows, “Are you trying to come home with me?”

Ari blushed, the thought of taking Cass to bed had been haunting her mind for weeks. She managed to stumble out a few words, “No, not at all.”

“Not even a little bite?” Cass pushed, a boyish grin crawling onto her face.

Ari hopped off the table and stared at the pile of clothes.

Cass passed her a few items as she cleared a spot for herself. Ari poked through the pile and started with a t-shirt. It had been awhile since she folded her own laundry and she hardly even knew how to.

And it seemed Cass had an intricate system, rolling shorts into a perfectly contained envelope.

Ari fumbled to create an even vaguely similar end result while Cass giggled at her attempts.

“Oh, you have too much privilege. Can’t even fold a pair of shorts,” Cass said.

“I mean, I’m no Marie Kondo, but it’ll do,” Ari said as she set the t-shirt into the granny cart.

Ari stumbled upon a nylon, blush pink thong. As she tried to find the right side out, she noticed a light, white stain where she imagined Cass’s center met the fabric.

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