A Pickle Indeed

It was just about now that you got back to the office. You were so taken aback by the embarrassment that you ended up parking in a completely different area than before. You felt your face go red but tried to play it cool.

"Honestly, I can’t help it after hearing a story like that. Especially knowing it just happened. It was rather hot.” You say this as you attempt to adjust yourself.

"Well, that’s a relief. I can never tell sometimes. You certainly don’t look like a prude, so I took a gamble. You are quite the gentleman, giving me a ride and being so nice to me, so I didn’t know what you were thinking. But it seems that I hit the right buttons.” Heather says this as she unbuckles her seatbelt. She is now sitting closer.

"Hah, guess it’s my weakness for helping attractive women.” You go to unbuckle, but you see Heather is even closer now.

"So, what was it?” Heather asks with a mischievous look on her face.

“Pardon?” You are a bit puzzled.

“I said, What was it? I mean, you seemed so cool until I started saying how much of a naughty girl I was being. So, what was it? Was it the fact I sucked cock on a work assignment or the fact that at this very moment I am wearing nothing underneath this skirt?” As she says this, Heather opens her legs and starts toying with the hem of her skirt, raising it slightly.

You couldn’t help but think about how eager this woman was. She almost seemed like she was in heat. You also didn’t seem to care all that much, being that you were also feeling pretty horny after this morning. It was clouding your judgment somehow, making you in no hurry to leave.