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Saddle Club: More than best friends	By : dcharmed Category: S through Z > Saddle Club Series Views: 8525 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3:

(Carole’s POV)

“Carole are you ok?” The intruder persisted. Carole took some more shuddering breaths trying to assimilate herself back into reality.
“Carole I said open up!” came the impatient voice on the other side, which she now recognized as her good friend Stevie. The door was vibrating at the hinges from all the pounding, her friend was not really known for her subtlety.
“Ummmm, I’m fine, just give me a minute” came her hoarse and sluggish reply. AS the cobwebs began to clear Carole fumbled around for her attire.
“Your not fine Carole,” came Stevie’s irritated response, “you were completely zonked during the lesson, walking around like a zombie all day and now I find you locked in a bathroom screaming like a banshee now what the hell is going on!”
Carole knew that the oak door would withstand little more from of her friend’s barrage, and so would her postorgasmic brain so hurried to make herself presentable.

Listlessly rolling on her damp panties Carole let out a quiet sigh despite herself, adding moisture to her already sopping pussy, entrapping the heat into its smoldering depths. At her friend’s harassment she hurriedly looked around to retrieve her jodhpurs, but they were no where to be seen! Little could be hidden in the small cubicle. Oh no! she thought, a quick peek under the cubicle wall revealed Stevie’s tapping boot on the linoleum floor and her lone bright jodhpurs, just out of reach on the other side. She plopped down on the toilet in absolute mortification and defeat. I must have kicked it under the door in all my excitement! She admitted. What on earth was she going to do! Knowing Stevie no excuse would suffice until she saw Carole with her own two eyes, and she very well can’t leave the stall in her skimpy panties.

“Carole I’m not leaving here until you tell me what’s going on with you.” Stevie exclaimed, as if reading Carole’s mind. She rested her face in her hands in absolute dejection, wishing to sink down the toilet hole and float away, to be anywhere but where she was right now. Time seemed to drag on forever, and yet it didn’t seem to be moving fast enough, and still Stevie pursued. How on earth was she going to explain this? She wasn’t. She wasn’t going to say a thing, she decided, she was going to walk out with as much dignity as possible in a situation like this. Mustering all her courage and drawing herself to her full height she unlatched the toilet door.

(Stevie’s POV)

“Carole I’m not jo….” She was cut short as she fell through the suddenly open door that she was leaning on, right on to Carole. Placing her hand on her thigh Stevie quickly stepped back, reorienting herself after the recent shock. It was only then that she noticed her hand was slightly wet, and Carole’s thigh had been warm to the touch. She took another step back and looked at her newly exposed friend and received quite a shock.

There was her best friend Carole, yet it was as if she had never seen her before. Perhaps from the surprise of Carole finally opening the door from her ceaseless requests, or the fact that she fell right through it, it was only then that she noticed Carole’s clothing, or distinct lack of it. She was standing up tall, head held high, looking directly at her, yet as if not seeing her. Shoulders back in defiance, jutting out her sizeable lumps under her purple polo shirt, sticking further out by her conspicuous nipples. A little strip of taut stomach could be seen before a clashingly bright red pair of panties with a distinct wet spot in its center. Her tone thighs glistened in the light shimmering from the topmost window, reflecting a distinct wetness which Stevie recognized was now on her on hand. And then the smell hit her, as if waiting to pounce whilst distracted by the sensory bombardment she had previously experienced. IT was thick and musty, like driving through the countryside on a rainy day, unlike anything she had every smelt before yet distinctly familiar. She visibly raised her hand to her noise and recognized the same scent and flashed back to her own room on those late warm nights, her sheets tossed aside in abandon, writhing naked on her bed with one had massaging her budding tits and the other sandwiched deep between her thighs, coated in the same distinct wetness.

The explanation dawned on her and as if justifying her conclusion, she saw Carole’s bright purple jodhpurs lying in the adjacent cubicle, striking noticeable to the white tiled floor. Carole took one fleeting glance into her friend’s eyes and quickly bent over to retrieve her mislaid garment from off the floor. Stevie being treated with a gorgeous view of Carole’s heart-shaped ass as it filled up her vision like the sun over the horizon. Her contrasting red panties stretching to accommodate her prominent buns, failing to adequately protect Carole’s modesty, whilst molding around her wet Venus mound between her thighs as if in a warm embrace. Just as quickly she shot straight back up having snatched her pants up, and just as quickly headed for the door without ever looking back. Red-faced and what Stevie was sure to be moisture in her eye’s, Carole almost comically hopped into her wayward slacks as she hopped out the door.

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