A fun little experiment first

Leaning against the wall I rest my ear against the thick door and very faintly hear Kathryn's moans. I can imagine her leaning back in the chair with her tights dangling from one foot, not quite removed in her haste. She has her sundress hiked up and pulled down, her legs spread wide with a hand working her pussy. Her other hand squeezing and pulling on an exposed little breast...

I pull myself back to reality and give my head a shake. "Get it together man." I mutter to myself as I slowly walk away. Kathryn wants some pizza and I should probably get something to eat too. I have to pass the front desk with Megan and Allison on the way. Luckily Kathryn and I generally don't have to work up front, our jobs are mainly putting things away, running errands, and minor repairs.

As I approach I pull out my phone with Megan's profile still up in Custom Girls! I think I might have some fun before I get food. I am trying to figure out a way to exploit the HotKeys I already have when I see a perfect opportunity.

Megan is standing right by the swinging half door on the side of the front desk area. "Hi Megan, do you or Allison need anything from downstairs? I'm grabbing food for me and Kathryn." Megan faces me right next to the door with her new outfit. I can't help but pause and stare at the huge breasts with obvious wide areola and very obvious big thick nipples showing through her lace bra and thin top. Luckily she is thinking about my question and doesn't notice my staring.

I quickly tap the Hop button. Watching her jump and bounce up close is even better. I tap it several more times and she hops in place more. I only stop when a nipple pops free. Noticing my gaze Megan shrugs, "Eh, that just happens sometimes when you wear outfits like this." She says nonchalantly as she tucks her breast back in place.

"No worries, that is understandable." I say honestly sympathetic towards her having to fix her outfit all the time. Not quite as much as my pervy mind likes it though. My cock is still jatd from Megan earlier and listening in to Kathryn.

Her top fixed Megan looks up at me, "Thanks for the offer but we had a late lunch." While she's speaking I press and hold Bend Over. She bends forward onto the sturdy half door as she keeps talking, not seeming to notice her change in position. I am enjoying the view as she props herself on the door and leans forward, thrusting her chest out even more.

To my great surprise she keeps going with her waist folding over the half door. Apparently she will bend over at the waist over anything if possible. With her short height this makes her feet lift off the ground. She rapidly tips over until her chest bumps into the door and her legs stick up and out. In the process her skirts flips up with her pink panty clad big butt sticking up in the air.

She keeps talking like nothing happened, "It's sweet of you to think of us. I really appreciate it James."

"Sure, no problem. If you do think of something you need just let me know. I'm happy to help." I don't add that I will be very happy to help anytime she is bent over like this. Amazingly most people don't pay much attention to the spectacle in front of them. Some do but there are no negative expressions. I do notice a curvy coed staring before flushing slightly and walking off quickly. I think her name is Jessica or Jennifer or Jasmine, something that starts with a J. I make a mental note to mention her to Kathryn.

I finally release the Bend Over button and Megan starts flailing slightly trying to get her legs down without tipping all the way over. It doesn't help that the door starts to swing open. I steady the door and ask Megan if she wants a little help.

With a cute little grunt and a few more kicks she stops moving, "Yes please, nice of you to offer without just taking charge." With one hand on the door I reach a long arm over and push down on one of her ankles. This gives her the little extra leverage she needs to get upright and places my face inches from her ample derriere and then inches away from her chest as she stands up.

She finally gets her feet on the floor and I take a half step back to give her some space and check out both breasts that have popped free. I can easily see her widr areola and likely permanently hard nipples. Before she deals with her breasts she notices her skirt still riding up slightly in the back, "Oh! I hope I didn't flash you there! That would have been terribly embarrassing." While she smooths it back in place.

"I wouldn't worry about it. You were just bent over a bit, that's all." I say, testing something.

"Oh, ok! You're right, I was just bent over. My skirt was fine when I straightened back up. I guess I worried for nothing. Thank you for the help and offering to get us food, you are such a gentleman." She beams at me.

"Aww, thanks Megan. Umm, speaking of helping I think you slipped a bit." I vaguely wave at her chest.

She looks down, "Oops! I swear these things have a mind of their own sometimes." She tucks her boobs back in place. "See, ever the gentleman helping me out! Thanks!" She turns to walk away and I hit the hop button again to watch her jiggle.

I walk away and go get myself some food. I mechanically chew as I mull over what just happened. Besides being incredibly sexy it seems I found out some of the rules, at least for Bend Over.

First, she will bend over anything, open air, the table, even get herself almost stuck over the half door. That leads to some interesting possibilities, like me sitting in a chair in front of her. Will she plant her face on my cock? Or Kathryn's pussy? Somebody's boobs? Lots of great options.

Second, she doesn't seem to realize if her butt gets uncovered when bending over. Does it have to be natural? Can I flip her skirt up? Could I pull her panties down? Needs more testing but that could be hazardous.

Third, when I mentioned something happend when she was bent over she seemed to completely accept it as perfectly normal. That was just her dress flipped up. I wonder what else she would rationalize away?

I mull over my thoughts and bring up the Custom Girls! app again to see Megan's avatar sitting on an imaginary chair writing with an unseen pen. She is wearing the new sexier top. I watch her for a minute or two before I realize something.

I back out of Megan's profile and pull up Kathryn's. Her avatar is fully dressed and sitting on an invisible chair swinging her legs like she does as she types on the air. I check the time and it has been almost 40 minutes since I left her masturbating in our storage room/office. "Damn!" I mutter to myself, "I should have checked this earlier. Next time." I promise to myself.

I get up to get her pizza and a pair of Dr Peppers before heading back.