Wrapping his arms around Ellie, Michael dragged her in against him, and they held onto each other as they laughed.

Sharon immediately stopped bouncing and glared. “Of course not!”

“Yes you did, I heard it!”

“I don’t fart! I’m a lady! I whisper in my panties!”

Laughter roared out around them because by now the entire train car was paying attention to the ridiculous exchange. Ellie’s fingers dug into the front of Michael’s shirt as the train, thankfully, ground to a halt at the zoo’s stop.

“Oh my god I love her, I love her so much,” Ellie whispered to him, wiping away her tears. “My clit wants to high-five her personality.”

He officially lost it, hugging her close for a brief second before he released her so they could get up and hurry off the train. He practically stumbled over his steps as he moved because he was laughing so hard. So was everyone else, but not for the same reason he was.

Let all of them enjoy Sharon’s loud antics, Ellie was just as hilarious and she chose to share her quiet, wicked humor with just him.

The metro ride was not at all how he’d pictured it going, but honestly he couldn’t imagine a way in which it could have been more enjoyable.

Now, in addition to her pussy, ass, and nipples, Ellie’s sides and face hurt from grinning so hard.

Sharon was just... everything. She’d immediately noticed Ellie was a little uncomfortable about being so couple-y with Michael on the platform, but before Ellie’s anxieties could really start to rear their ugly heads, Sharon easily distracted her. It was one of the many reasons she and Sharon had hit it off so quickly; the other woman didn’t mind Ellie’s quiet nature and she always seemed to pick up on when Ellie just wanted everyone to act normally around her so she could pretend to be normal.

Well, not like Sharon was totally normal exactly. But it was mostly normal behavior for Sharon, even though some of it might be a little bit more excessive with Jake as an audience.

Michael stepped onto the escalator before Ellie, leaving Sharon to follow her. The other woman, who was as petite as Ellie, leaned forward to hug Ellie around the waist.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe I farted in front of everyone,” Sharon whispered, looking mortified now that the only person paying attention to her was Ellie.

She leaned down to whisper back. “I thought you only whisper in your panties.”

“What else was I supposed to say?” Sharon whispered back. “That asshole pointed it out to everyone instead of just letting it go! He’s such a dick!”

And, true to Sharon’s personality, instead of letting him know he’d gotten to her, she’d played it off like she didn’t care at all.