We'd been invited round to drinks by my girlfriend Lucy's co-worker Sarah, and her partner Jason. It was my first time meeting either of them and while I had been hoping that Jason would be a good laugh, I was pretty disappointed. He was dull. Like, properly dull. Sarah on the other hand was great fun. Tall, attractive, cracking tits, and what seemed to be a pretty dirty sense of humour. Lucy and Jason seemed to get on well though and quickly fell deep into a conversation about the finer points of some TV documentary they were both into. Me and Sarah instead bonded over a few beers, reminiscing about our university experiences, which quite quickly ended up of a sexual nature.
After a few beers, Sarah's phone rang and she went inside to take the call. I tried to join in the chat between Lucy and Jason but was quite quickly bored. Draining my beer, I went into their house in search of the bathroom.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" I said as I opened the bathroom door only to see Sarah on the toilet, knickers around her knees, mid piss. She tried to cover herself up, before realising I was still watching her. I was in for it now. We'd definitely been flirting a bit all afternoon, in front of our oblivious partners, but this was surely a step too far in our harmless game.
"Like what you see, perv?" She said, accusingly. Both our partners were outside in her garden, chatting still.
"I mean, you're the one who didn't lock the door" I replied, a little more boldly than I expected. The beers we'd drank must have had an effect.
