A Workplace Lesbian Scene

As the cold water of the shower hit her, Veronica's body seemed to warm up. Images of lesbian sex flashed across her mind, until one in particular was focused on. It involved herself, in the office of her overly-conservative boss Catherine Mitchell, with her boss bending over her desk and Veronica fucking her with a strap-on dildo from behind. But that wasn't all. Catherine's secretary, the stuck-up bitch Melony Quinn was kneeling behind Veronica and eagerly licking her ass crack. And another woman, who she recognized as Candace Wilkinson, a top client of theirs who was the wife of a rich man, was occasionally caressing Veronica's exposed breasts and kissing her. All four of them were completely naked. She was sure none of these women were lesbians. In fact, she knew that they frowned on that sort of behavior. Yet in the vision, they seemed totally into it, like they had done it many times before.

Veronica had to snap herself out of her daydream and when she did, she realized that she had been fingering herself, trying to get herself off! She put her hand on the side of the shower, heaving at the erotic imagery that had somehow made it into her head, and tried to settle herself down.

Why was this happening to her? Could she ever make it stop?

Then she had an odd thought. WOULD she want it to stop?

Well, of COURSE she did. She didn't want to be a lesbian, or have people think she was.

Or did she? After all, she hadn't felt this turned on in years. Maybe being a lesbian wasn't so bad.

What was she thinking? It wasn't normal for a mother like her to have these kinds of thoughts. She had to try to suppress them.