My friend/co-worker and I were the last ones left at the gym, as we scurried around trying to shut down the computers, get our bank deposit ready and lock the doors for the night. It was our annual employee party tonight, so instead of racing home to shower and dress, we brought our clothes and necessary items with us to work. After everything was in order, and the lights were turned out, we headed to the ladies room. I opened my locker, retrieved what I needed, then walked the rest of the way down the hall with Jenny.
"Think you'll get laid tonight?"
I laughed before answering her question. Jenny always seemed to have sex on her mind. Me . . . well, I did too . . . I just didn't advertise it though.
"Maybe. Who knows?" I answered as I stepped out of my work out clothes, turning and raising my hand to the shower knobs. The water spurted out, causing me to gasp. It was cold! Finally, it evened out. I turned to look at Jenny. She was lathering soap onto her sponge, and the more I continued to watch, the more excited I became. I'm not sure why. Maybe I was just extremely horny or something. Her hands moved in circular motions over the pink sponge, making sure that every inch of it was lathered. My heart was beating against my chest erratically as I imagined her touching my tits in this very same way. Some of the soap escaped from her hands, dribbling down between her small and perky tits, over her flat stomach, easing below, flowing across her blonde mound, and then running further down between her lips.
"Hanna?"
My head jerked up. "Yes?" I could feel my face turning red as my gaze left her pussy, darting to her eyes.
"You okay?" Suddenly her voice sounded sultry, not at all like it usually is.
"Yeah . . . yeah, just fine." I replied shortly, then turning to grab my own sponge and soap.
Next thing I knew, she was standing behind me washing my back. Neither of us said a word as she continued doing this. Her touch brought tingly sensations throughout my whole body. My nipples hardened immediately as I desperately and silently begged for her to touch me there. Oh God, I wanted her to touch me everywhere. My pussy was becoming wetter by the second; almost aching as I imagined one of her perfectly painted, red nails fingering me there, touching my clit. I inhaled sharply when I felt the sponge nearing my side, and then further up, gently nudging her way under my arm, and to the underside of my breast. I lifted both of my arms, placing them in front of me onto the shower knobs, holding on for support. Jenny dropped the sponge, using her hands to lather the soap onto my large and hardened nipples, massaging them just as I had fantasized about. They hardened even more so under her soft hands.
"Your nipples feel so good." She whispered in my ear, as she planted kisses on my neck.
I moaned, grinding my ass harder against her pussy that was pressing into me.
Suddenly, she stopped. "Oh shit."