She inspects her tank top

"What did Rick mean with 'I wouldn't put it on just now'?" - Beth wonders as she fakes a smile sitting on one of the tables in the cafeteria. It's not like she was missing it for sentimental value, but the heat in the prison really made her wish she could put it on instead of the thick, long-sleeved pullover she had been wearing instead. The small bulge in the baggy pullover was easy to disguise, but her curiosity wasn't as easy to appease. First she tries to feel her top from underneath her shirt but it's too obvious and it actually makes her look like she's touching herself. Unable to resist, she gets up and announces. - "I'm going to the ladies' room." - Only Abraham and Rosita are sitting nearby and 'Abe' reacts in his typical way.

"Alright, then, sweetheart. Next time make sure to tell us if you're on your period too, k?" - Which elicits a loud laugh from Rosita and even Beth herself, as she walks away. Rushing, she locks the door behind her and moves to the sink, pulling her tank top out. She picks up the flashlight and holds it in front of the light. It looks like her average, dirty, beige top, although a bit crumpled. Beth can't see anything unusual and, not knowing what to expect, she thinks Rick was just pulling her leg. She places it on the sink's edge and removes her pullover, holding those in between her thighs. With her breasts out in the open, she lifts her top by the shoulder straps with both hands to see if it's inside out or backwards before putting it on. At that moment Beth realizes exactly what Rick had been doing with it once she notices her tank top won't fully hang.

"Oh my god... has he...? With the others around?!" - Beth wonders, as she notices how stuck some of its parts are, almost as if they'd been glued... and they had. Only not with glue, and she knew exactly what it was instead. - "I can't believe he would..." - Dumbfounded, Beth thinks about how she hadn't left her tank top in his cell for that purpose. - "It was... kind of a metaphor... a gesture Obviously Rick didn't really see it that way..." - The fact that Rick had gotten aroused by her dirty top put a sneaky smile on Beth's face. First she thought her boobs were too small to cause an impact and now even her tank top was doing the job. She felt somewhat proud. Turned on, even. And in stretching her top by ****, she could hear the sound of the dried up cum on the fabric. Beth unfolds it as best as she can and holds the flashlight directly above it. The stains are unmistakable. - "Holy shit! They're... everywhere!" - Beth observes, spotting what seems to be endless strings of dried sperm on her top, almost changing its natural color. - "It just looked like dirt at first... Rick must've... at least 5 times." - She underestimates, before bringing her nose to it and inhaling. - "It definitely doesn't smell like me anymore..." - But it didn't smell like sperm either. Rick's cum was pretty old and had lost its natural aroma. Dissatisfied and horny, Beth then moves on to the next best thing, taking a lick at one of the larger stains as she feels a familiar warmth in her groin. The taste is mild at best and Beth repeats the action, not knowing how she's being watched. As her tongue presses against the fabric, she hears...

*Knock knock knock*

The noise throws Beth into panic, making her forget to even reply. With her eyes bulged, she steps sideways not really knowing where to go or what to do. This causes her pullover to fall on the dirty bathroom floor and Beth to curse loudly. - "Fuck!"

*Knock knock knock*

The bangs return, this time forcing Beth to reply. - "It's... occupied!" - She tries to fake her usual innocent-sounding voice, hoping the person will leave.

*Knock knock knock*

Annoyed, Beth is about to repeat herself louder when she hears. - "Beth, it's Rick, open up." - Beth wasn't expecting that at all. He heart starts pounding, she's feeling extra warm right now.

"Rick? What are you... I'm... using it."

"I know you are... the sink, right?" - Beth freezes at Rick's words.

"How could he know?" - She asks herself, before remembering how she once knew what he had done in there in the past... - "Fuck, fuck, fuck... was he... peeking?!"

"C'mon, Beth, open up, before someone comes." - Rick insists from the outside. Beth's **** is then demolished as she fears someone even suspecting of anything between them, so she moves the lock into 'open'. In a matter of seconds, Rick slips in, shutting the door behind him.

"What took you so long to open, Beth?" - Are Rick's first words to her. But before she can even reply, he continues. - "Is it because of what you were doing with that tank top of yours? If you can still call it that..." - He laughs.

Blushing, Beth stutters. - "Yea, I... I... don't... I was just..."

"It's alright, Beth, you don't have to explain yourself... I know what I saw... My only question to you, though, is: Wouldn't you prefer the real deal?" - Rick asks, only now noticing how Beth had forgotten to cover herself up. Smirking, he adjusts his junk over his jeans for Beth to see.

"I... I... don't... we... what if... we don't have time..." - Beth forgets to deny it, just pointing out their lack of time instead.

"Naw, we can make it work... " - He disagrees, laughing. - "But not here... someone can come any second. Put your shirt back on." - He orders, before pulling Beth by her arm. Sneakily, they exit the bathroom and the cell block through the back, avoiding the cafeteria altogether. On the other side of the patio, Rick finds a quiet spot behind a tool shed near the crops.

"Wha... here?!" - Beth asks, terrified by how exposed they are.

"Yea, here's fine..." - Rick calmly replies. - "Everyone's inside now, no one is on their post or anything..."

"But... but... people are gonna see..."

"No one's gonna see us, Beth, unless you're worried about the walkers?" - Rick says laughing and kind of pinning her against the wall of the shed.

"It's so exposed here..." - She mutters again, terrified of getting caught.

"Not exposed enough if you ask me..." - Rick wittily replies, lifting Beth's pullover to expose her breasts. - "Now that's better." - Holding it up to her chin, Rick complies with Beth's previous demand, whispering. - "May I touch 'em, Beth?" - Feeling the weakness in her legs for the second time, Beth shyly nods, prompting Rick to slowly feel her up. But before he begins, he pulls Beth's pullover over her head entirely. Finally able to fully see Beth's pale skin in the morning light, Rick takes his time admiring her. He begins caressing from her bellybutton to her breasts, just watching Beth sigh with her eyes closed. - "Good god, Beth... you're absolutely gorgeous." - He compliments her as he begins squeezing Beth's left tit. With his other hand resting on Beth's shoulder, he forces it downwards. Beth is lost in her own world, however, and misses the cue, continuing to enjoy Rick's touch on her body. Grinning, Rick leans over and whispers. - "Bend your knees, Beth, we don't have all day." - Without opening her eyes, Beth kneels down in front of him, instinctively reaching for his belt, like she'd done many times before. Rick keeps squeezing her tit the whole time and sighs as Beth finally releases his dick from his pants. Keeping a lookout, he doesn't see the naughty smile Beth throws at him, or better yet, at his dick as it springs free mere inches from her reddish face. - "Oh, Beth, I've missed this... I've missed you..." - He moans softly when suddenly a voice interrupts.

"Oh, hey, Rick! Was looking for you... what are you out here alone?" - It's Glenn, he's standing by the back door through which they left. Luckily, the angle is just favorable enough for him not to be able to see Beth on her knees holding Rick's dick. Improvising Rick says.

"Just taking a leak. I was double-checking the perimeter for any weak spots. What's up? Everything ok?"

"Yea, yea... nothing much. We're having cake. Carol just baked it, you comin'?"

"Absolutely. Let me finish up here and I'll be there."

"Alright, you workaholic." - Glenn says amid laughs as he leaves.

Terrified, Beth waits a few seconds and whispers. - "Oh my god, Rick! Glenn almost caught us! We have to get outta here now!" - Looking down at the topless teenager in front of him, Rick replies caressing her hair. - "Don't worry, Beth, he's gone now. No need to worry about it..." - He tells her and goes back to fondling her boobs. Nervous, Beth reluctantly follows his lead and starts working on his cock again. The novelty of all this is getting to her, though, she can't get a rhythm going. A few minutes pass and Beth's sweaty hands are not getting the job done.

"What's going on, Beth? Why aren't you... doing like you're used to?" - Rick asks, feeling he won't be able to cum like that.

"I don't know... I'm nervous... and I'm...kneeling down... I'm usually sitting. I keep having to balance myself... I... I don't know..." - She replies with fear in her voice.

Rick's disappointed, but he knows Beth is anything but experienced in this kind of thing. He doesn't want her to back away from their "arrangement", especially now that she's given him free access to her tits, so he contemporizes. - "Okay, I understand, Beth. I think you're right, we shouldn't do it out here today. I'm gonna finish this one by myself, ok? You had back inside to avoid any suspicion... I'll meet you there in a bit."

That's not what Beth had in mind, but her nerves got the best of her and she didn't even think about Rick's... situation (a.k.a boner). - "No, but I... what are you... you're... hard now..." - Beth pleads, quickly being cut off.

"Go Beth, it's not working out right here. We'll play more some other time." - He insists, watching Beth stand up and hug him, rubbing her bare belly on his stiff pole for a second. - "She's so warm..."

"I'm sorry, Rick. I don't know wh... I couldn't... focus... I..."

"It's fine Beth, it was still fun, wasn't it? Felt like a teenager again." - He says, smiling. - "It's ok, now go before someone notices your absence, too. But... before you go... could you leave your top with me? You won't mind if it gets a little dirtier, will you?" - He asks Beth, extending his hand to her and smirking. Beth's finishing putting on her pullover, and promptly complies.

"Oh... yea, yea, of course. I mean... no, I don't... mind, that is. Here." - She hands it to him, nervously. Rick grabs it and pulls Beth to him. He shoves both his hands underneath her shirt and feels her tits for one last time. - "This won't take long. You should go now, Beth, I'll meet you inside."