Barbara keeps fidgeting

Barbara continued to fidget, but no matter how she shifted in her seat, she just made the itch worse. Her pussy needed to be scratched, and more than scratched. She shimmied slightly in her seat, but even the feeling of the seat through her tight leather skirt made her feel like cumming. It was no use, she had to do something about it now. She stood up to get herself off the seat but found herself almost dancing to manipulate her **** all-consuming pussy. She needed to find some relief. Carefully she smoothed her skirt over her ass, but even that touch was too much and she felt herself begin to erupt. She continued to grope her ass and move her legs, unable to stop.

Suddenly she realized that everyone had stopped talking and was watching her, including Walter Wiggins from just a few feet away across the table. Oh, no, she thought and instinctively turned her back on him, bending over and continuing to climax as she moved her ass to and fro, without realizing she was pushing her ass straight at the face of the staid and uptight CFO!