The Ladies toilets

As you leave the office, you feel his hand run across your skirt, quickly cupping your round cheeks before you step past him. Sandra seems not to notice as she waits for you, and once you are past him, she turns and leads you towards the long corridor leading through the building.

”So, did he give you the usual boring speech about how we are all a ship’s crew and it takes all of us to sail this boat?” Sandra asks as you step beside her. She looks in your direction with a wide smile, and you can’t help but smile back at her.

“No, he didn’t give me that one,” you reply, smiling at the thought of what you did get as a welcome, “Maybe he only uses that one for the men” you suggest.

“Ah yes, maybe so,” Sandra pauses, obviously deep in thought as she looks at you, and you again wonder if she is aware of what went on in the office. Suddenly she breaks the silence and opens a door for you. “The ladies toilets, always the best place to start any tour.”

You look at the open door, not really thinking you need to look inside, but as you pause, Sandra herself steps through the opening, leaving you **** but to follow. As you do so, she pushes the door closed behind you, and suddenly you feel her hands slide onto your shoulders, quickly sliding downwards and over your breasts.

”I know just what sort of welcome you got Dani, I heard it all over the intercom” she tells you as her hands cup your breast through your new blouse. You feel your face blushing wildly, not just because she knows, but because her hands have started to massage your breasts, sending conflicting signals of shock and excitement to your brain.

Sandra pushes you back against the closed door and steps closer to you, and as her hands slide down to your waist, they are replaced on your breasts with the feel of her breasts, squashing against yours.

“We are a very friendly crowd here Dani” she whispers as her mouth leans towards your ear, and as if to confirm this, her hands slide lower and around you, cupping your ass through your skirt and pulling you harder against her. “And I just know everyone will go out of their way to make you welcome” she adds, and the way she starts to massage your ass leaves you in absolutely no doubt about exactly how that welcome will come.

You are too shocked to do anything but stare at her, confusion making you helpless to act, your mind unsure if you are excited or scared as this older woman continues to caress you and rub her body against yours. You watch as she moves her face in front of yours, her red lips parted and her tongue running across them as she leans down towards your mouth…