Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venomous, nasty feedback full of violent wishes against essentially fictional characters in fictional situations. If this story does not appeal to you, there is undoubtedly one somewhere on Literotica that will, so your energy will be better spent on finding it rather than on vilifying me.
Note: If you haven't read them yet, Passion in the Parking Lot and Meeting at the Mall are the prequels to this story.
Cristi and I had been extremely careful not to put ourselves into a position where there was a possibility of getting caught sneaking around together. Of course, fucking in the parking lot of the grocery store or the mall dressing rooms doesn't sound like the behavior of two people being careful but, after that first spontaneous event, we really did plan carefully and remain on alert. We also typically did not drink when we were together because then we might get careless, but when we got together with all of our friends, we almost always had a few cocktails. We should have realized that it would only be a matter of time before we got a little daring.