Note: if you haven't already, read Bindu & Theresa Ch. 01, which is a prequel to this story.
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The morning after Rob and I had not only hooked up with Bindu and Theresa but had also swapped partners so that each of us had enjoyed the pleasures of the flesh with each of them, we were pleased to hear from both of them and learn that there were no regrets regarding the events of the previous night. In fact, both of them had enjoyed being with both of us and neither was feeling proprietary about either of us so the bottom line was that they were both open to further sexual encounters with either one of us. Over the next few days, we spent time together but didn't have an opportunity for another event like what had occurred in Bindu's basement, though each of us always went home thoroughly sexually satisfied. One day when Rob was at work, though, I got a call from Bindu who I'd said was welcome to call whenever she wanted me to eat her pussy. Rob still had not done that for her and I suspected that, if it happened at all, it wouldn't be any time soon.
Back in the late 80s, when this all happened, we didn't have cell phones to coordinate where we'd be and when we'd be meeting up; it all had to be done beforehand. Bindu called to let me know that she was heading to the mall with her mom. She wanted to know, if I didn't already have plans, whether I could pick her up there and take her somewhere so that she could enjoy feeling my tongue on her clit again. I was absolutely interested and was not otherwise committed so she told me that she was planning to part ways with her mom for a bit, meet me outside, then hook up with her mom again once we were done. We established where and when I'd pick her up and I got over there a little early to figure out where we could go. Since it was after the holidays, the parking lots and parking structure weren't too busy so I found an area of the parking structure that would allow us some privacy.
At the designated time, I picked Bindu up and drove to the parking structure, backing into a spot in the area I'd scoped out earlier. I suggested we move to my backseat even though it wasn't that spacious because I figured there'd be less likelihood of us being spotted by mall security and it'd probably be easier to accomplish our intended activities there than in my bucket seats up front with a console between us. No one was around so we stepped out of the car then climbed right back in through the back doors. After another quick glance around, we made out a little as I fondled her tits through her shirt. She'd wisely elected to wear a skirt, one of those denim miniskirts that were all the rage back then. Rather than sliding my hand up under it to caress her pussy through her panties, I just lowered my head toward her lap while sliding the hem up, exposing her panties. She lifted her ass off the seat so that I could get the hem all the way up around her waist then start to slide her panties down.