Camilla's

Camilla looked down at her exposed underthings, then up at me. Then back to her, and back to me.

Then she took a step towards me, grabbing me hard. Her firm breasts pushed against my body, I could feel her warm flesh through my own clothes.

She pushed me backwards and, still in shock, I let her. Round the back of the wood storage area and into a cupboard of cleaning supplies, we went through the door together.

A minute later Camilla walked out again, dressed in my clothes.

I stayed in the cupboard, not wearing my clothes.