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Note: If you haven't already, read the previous chapters of That New Guy, which are prequels to this story.
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"That was a hell of a night," Meg said as they reached their cars.
"The only thing we didn't do was each other," Deb replied.
They stood looking at each other for a moment as that comment sunk in then moved toward each other and kissed, each reaching of the other's substantial tits. They went quickly from kissing to making out passionately and their pussies were immediately dripping wet again. When they finally separated, their hard nipples were ready to burst from their bikini tops.
"Want to go back to my place?" Deb asked breathlessly, hoping and praying that the answer would be "yes."
"Oh God yes," Meg replied, feeling a desire in her that she knew only Deb would be able to satisfy.
"We're a couple of horny bitches, aren't we?" Deb laughed, "Just follow me. It isn't too far."
They both jumped in their cars and headed down the long driveway, Deb taking the lead and heading toward her townhouse. They parked in front and headed up to the front door, their bikinis not necessarily out of place at that time of day but the few people who noticed them still really noticed them. Deb locked the door behind them then led Meg upstairs to her bedroom where they started making out again. Their hands explored each other's curvy bodies before they started untying each other's bikini tops. They'd both had the opportunity to see each other's bare tits for the first time less than twenty-four hours prior but they hadn't taken the opportunity to feel each other up during that time. While each had certainly held her own substantial tits in her own hands before, they were both still anxious to get their hands on each other's substantial tits.
The bikini tops were quickly cast aside and they first just stared at each other's tits for a moment before reaching out to start caressing the soft, smooth flesh and hard nipples. Meg was the first one to lower her head to lick and suck Deb's nipples, which caused Deb to moan as she let her head fall back while caressing Meg's dark brown hair. Meg alternated back and forth, still caressing Deb's soft tits, while her own nipples felt as though they were getting even harder and her pussy wetter. She finally straightened up, knowing that Deb would reciprocate and wanting to her feel Deb's lips and tongue on her nipples. Deb didn't disappoint and was quickly licking and sucking Meg's nipples.
"I want to eat your pussy," Deb said when she finally straightened up and had reached for Meg's wrap.
"I want to eat yours," Meg replied and worked on getting Deb's wrap undone. When both wraps were piled on the floor at their ankles, their bikini bottoms were being untied and soon joined them. Deb led Meg over to her bed and had her lie in the middle of it, then crawled over her so that her pussy was over Meg's face and her face was over Meg's pussy. There was plenty of sunlight flooding in the room, allowing them to admire each other's pussies before each ran her tongue along the other's slit. This wasn't the first time for either of them to eat a pussy or have her pussy eaten by another woman; in fact, this wasn't even necessarily the most excited either had been to eat a particular woman's pussy. But, given what they'd experienced together the previous day and their status at work as "frenemies" up to this point, there was a level of arousal and anticipation that was different from what they'd felt during previous encounters.