It had been exactly a week since their last gassy encounter.
Amanda had been teasing Charlotte about it, making her embarrassed. Despite ripping ass throughout her revenge, she had quickly gone back to being discreet about farting.
"I was just giving you what you deserve!" Charlotte spoke with a red face, flustered and still surprised at the route she had taken for her payback. "Shut up now, I don't wanna talk about my...farts." She still found the word 'farts' to be crass, and hated using it.
Amanda laughed. She could feel her stomach gurgling slightly - All day she had been secretly eating the same candy that she had given to Charlotte the week prior.
"Hey, I'm heading into town, wanna come?" Amanda tried to sound as natural as possible through the pressure in her gut.
"Sure, I wanted to go out today anyway."
As Amanda got into her car with Charlotte, she fought with herself not to relax too hard. She didn't want to give away the plan too early. They had to be nearing the end of the journey before she let any gas out. As soon as she sat down, a muffled fart escaped her backside.
*ppfftt*
She felt the warmth spread across her ass cheeks, although it did not help with the pressure. Only a small amount had managed to get its way out. Amanda did feel relief in one way, however; Charlotte seemed to not notice. Either that, or she was being polite.
5 minutes into the drive, almost exactly halfway into town, Amanda wondered how much longer she could hold it. Was it time to let it out? The pressure was making her lose concentration - Almost all of her focus was on clenching her backside shut.
"You okay there?" Charlotte spoke with genuine concern in her voice.
"Yeah," Amanda lied as she let out a silent release of gas. The relief was incredible. It streamed out for 5 seconds, directly into the fabric of the seat. The smell spread around quicker than she had expected - She didn't even get a chance to open a window.
"It's just that --" Charlotte stopped speaking for just a moment. The smell in the air was subtle, thanks to the seat taking in most of the fart. But it was definitely there. "Never mind," she continued, "I'm sure you're fine." Charlotte was far too polite to point out a fart, especially if she thought it was accidental. Amanda knew that she could smell it.
As they arrived, Charlotte reached for the door handle. She needed to get out - The warmth in the car made the smell pungent throughout the entire drive. If anything, it had only gotten worse as the minutes went by.
