Escape

She went on about her day after going back and looking for me, giving up after a few minutes with a frustrated sigh. I was in a living hell, each step making her thighs jiggle while they ground together. That's not including the sweat created from her immense body heat, the small droplets peppering her skin before either getting absorbed into her clothes or merging into each other to form a larger droplet and run down her body. It was nice when she sat down, or at least maybe not at first. Her ass would slam into the seat, slamming her weight down on me. But she had this habit of lifting one leg in the air, placing her foot on the seat and bringing her knee of to her chest. This position would bring me fresh air and light but she didn't always stay like that, sometimes moving to cross her legs and pin me between her thighs as she would bounce her foot up and down as while playing with her shoe. My escape finally came when she went to the bathroom at work, pulling down her pants and panties and releasing me from my prison. I slid away from the panties, hugging the toilet as I made my way to the back to hide. I stayed there till she was done and left, what felt like eternity. I peeked around the corner before the door slammed shut on the stall, getting one last look of her ass jiggling back and forth. With her gone, I took off running under the stall dividers, running blindly.