Bathroom De-tour

Arianne rushed through all the doors, and reached the women’s bathroom, she opened the door and ran to a stall, finally, alone, she felt safe, and it helped control herself.

She let it all out, the pee stream was quite long and lasted for a while, “I should stay here, until I starve myself and my corpse rots.” Arianne felt depressed from the whole situation... “Damn, what’s going on down there?” she stared down to her breasts, her nipples were hard as pebbles. Arianne took her bra off and decided to investigate.

She poked the light-pinked nipples, she blushed, she then pinched both of them, she didn’t know what to do with her feelings, she, unconsciously, dropped her hand to her pussy, and started to slowly rub it, it was soaking wet, but from her own fluids, she harshly fingered it with her index finger, and broke the trance.

“WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING??, I NEED TO GET THOSE PANTS.” She yelled, pulling up her panties, and re-tied her bra. She left the stall, and grabbed some paper towels to at least try to dry out her pussy, she rubbed the paper against it, but the panties were already soaked, a big stain was clearly visible, but Arianne hadn’t found out yet, she quickly dumped the towels in the trash and ran back to the office.