Bump into Lara on the way to see June

You can't figure out any pattern to what's going on today, and it's making you worry for your sanity.

But one thing that occurs to you is June's behaviour this morning. Priya said that she didn't know anyone else who was happy for men to play with her body (excepting her breasts for some reason -- not that this really made the situation any crazier). But June actually seemed to be grinding into you this morning. Was there any connection?

You go over to June's office. It's slightly painful to walk with your penis down your trouser leg. Laura comes down the hallway from the other direction. "Hey there Nick! I can see your horse cock from all the way down the hallway," she says brightly. "It's making my pussy water just thinking about having it inside me." She stops next to you and thrusts her sweater-clad chest towards you, smiling politely.

You reach out and give her left breast a heft and a squeeze for a start. You think about her graphic greeting "Say, Lara, I don't remember you telling Mark that you're thinking of having him inside you,"

Lara laughed. "What, him? He can barely get up to half-mast! Not that it stops me from thinking about it a little, of course."

You find that idea seriously weird. "Okay, maybe not the best example," you say. "What about Jake? I think he's a respectable size, and he's good looking too," you say. You actually stop groping her, because her sweater is rubbing against your fingers.

"Yeah, I wouldn't kick him out of my shower," she says, grinning. "I like him a lot." Her hips sway involuntarily.

"But would you tell him if you started getting wet thinking about having sex with him?"

Lara shook her head. "Why spoil the fun? He knows I'm thinking about him when I talk about his cock, and I want him to imagine whether or not I'm getting wet. Besides, it's not really appropriate for the office." She is starting to pant a little.

"But you're happy to tell *me* that you're getting wet," you say to her.

"You're different," Lara says. "A man like you can't leave much to the imagination. You're very exciting, and it's fun to see you react when I tell you, for example, that I'm thinking about you coming all over my face and chest right now." She looks into your eyes, and then down at the tent in your pants. "Mmmmmmm!" she says breathily.

"Do you want to go to the women's bathroom?" you suggest.

"Er, well --- wait, you mean *together*?" she says. "To --- !" she adds. She seems very surprised, but not offended... just as though you suggested a surprising possibility to her. "Oh. Uh, well, I don't really want to do anything at work," she evades.

"Can we meet after work?" you say quickly.

"Um, maybe," she says, biting her lip. "This is a bit sudden. I never imagined actually getting your massive cock inside of me. Can I get back to you?"

You are more than a little angry at her. "It's not really fair to tease me like that. I know we're at work and I understand about you not wanting to do it in the ladies' room, but normally it wouldn't be polite to brush off someone that you've just been talking to openly, about having sex with them."

Lara's face fell. "You're right. That was rude of me, I'm sorry." Her face lifted slightly. "And it's not as though I'm not totally soaking my panties right now, thinking about it. I was just taken by surprise is all. Look, here's my number," she says, digging out a pen and a sticky note. She writes a phone number hastily against a nearby wall. "Text me and I'll give you my address. I'll be home from about a quarter to 6, and I'm free until 7. Oh god, this is really happening!"

She hands you the note, and then smiles. "I'm looking forward to it," she grins. "See you later! Excuse me," she says, as she hurries down the hallway. You see her nip into the women's washroom.