We work together.
We have interoffice messenger that we use internally to communicate to each other about work related issues. We work on opposite ends of the building. There has been some noticeable electricity between us, bumping into each other entering or exiting the ladies room, one catching the other staring at a silk stocking covered leg at a staff meeting, a discreet innuendo in passing, or just the smell of your perfume. I am tall and brunette, curvy with 36c breasts and long strong legs. You are a brunette also, your hair is cut in a short, sexy, flirty style. You have smaller breasts and a petite build.
One afternoon I head to the ladies room. When I enter, I see you hastily dabbing a paper towel against your white blouse, you've gotten water all over it. You look pretty upset, apparently because you don't want to leave the ladies room and show your nipples off to the entire world since they are showing right through the thin wet fabric.
I approach you and stand at the next sink, I look over towards you, "Boy that's a bummer. Can I help? Do you have a spare blouse I can get for you?"
You frown at me, "No I don't, but it will be ok this thin material will dry quickly."
While I walk into a stall and close the door behind me, you thank me for being so kind and tell me you'd like to get to know me better because you sense we have some things in common. I smile behind the door, finish my business, button up, and exit to wash my hands.
Your blouse is nearly dry, when you excuse yourself and leave the ladies room, you purposely walk close behind me and rub your breasts across my back, "Oh, excuse me, I lost my balance there for a moment."
My face is as red and hot as a chili pepper. I feel that rush of tingly sexual energy surge through my body. I smile and tell you, "No problem." Of course it isn't a problem, I loved it!
Business continues as usual without a word spoken about the bathroom incident, though I've spent many a night touching myself thinking about those soft breasts as you 'accidentally' pressed them against my back.
A short few weeks later it's late on a Friday afternoon before a holiday weekend. The office is a ghost town, a few die hards working here and there. It's about 2:30 in the afternoon. In an effort to refresh myself for the rest of the afternoon, and banish the sleepiness, I walk to the ladies room to splash some cold water on my face, and imagine who I see? You're leaning against the sink, arms folded across your chest.
"What's up?" I ask.
"The man in the cube next to me is fighting with his wife, and I really just needed a break, so I'm taking an extra-long pee break." You explain to me.
We begin to chit chat about the crazy week, and holiday plans. I can't help but notice that you're wearing that same sheer white blouse again, which makes me ache to touch your nipples. You also have on a short black skirt and black heels, you look SO hot and sexy I can hardly stand it. Something unexplainable comes over me. I take a few steps backward and lock the ladies room door. I walk towards you. You know what I want and you want it too. You are smiling at me in an evil HOT way. I press your shoulder blades against the wall and kiss your mouth deeply, with my tongue roaming all over your mouth and nibbling at your bottom lip, sucking on it, pulling it towards me. You lipstick is sweet to the taste.
As we kiss I loosen the buttons on your blouse. I lean towards you and bite one nipple, HARD, and then the next one, hard again. You suck in your breath and lift your leg up, rubbing it along mine, curling it around me like you're going to climb a tree. We both want more, but I pull away from you, kiss your sweet mouth again, and as I'm unlocking the bathroom door to leave, I tell you to meet me back in the bathroom at 5pm after everyone has gone home. I leave you speechless and looking a little bit shaky