How many lines can we cross tonight I thought, and then I asked with my eyes? The eyes that looked back at me only gave me a wicked smile, and a tongue slides seductively over full lips.
Hands quickly cupped my breasts, teasing my nipples with deft fingers that threaten to rob of my words and later my sanity if placed in the rights. Our breathing echoes of the walls as we remove clothes to reach the places and things that are now hot, moist and firm waiting to be licked or suck on. To taste the essence of the owner as we seek to fulfill our desires of the moment would be the greatest of pleasure.
Moans filled the air as a mouth found a ripe nipple and another those lips that had smiled so wickedly at me.
Opening my legs wide, I invited my lover to feast at their leisure with the only stipulation, fuck me until me cum screaming their name and begging for me.
A wet tongue and a mouth with its heat capture my clit and shook with want. Then a finger found its way into my pussy as one slide between my ass cheeks in search of pleasures there. Then they all kept their promise, as I was sucked, licked and fucked into screaming and begging for more. I seem to go blind and slightly deaf from the outpouring of passion as all those part of me were pleasured. Then they left me, the mouth with its demanding probing tongue, the fingers, and hands. No dick this time, more the pity, but there is always next time.
A toilet is flushed, and a woman comes out of a stall. She washing her hands and then straighter her makeup end by fussing with her hair. By then another woman joins her at the long bank of sinks and mirrors. They say nothing to each other, but their eyes they give of teasing glances, and then they both leave the bathroom.
As soon as the door closes another woman walks of another stall, pulling her dress down over her bare ass. She walks over to the sink and mirrors and performs the same ritual as the other women had before leaving the bathroom. No sooner then she leaves a man come out of the stall that she had been in.
He straightens his clothes and adjusts his ties as he too stands at the sinks and mirrors. Then satisfied with his appears he cautiously leave the bathroom.
The door of the last stall in the bathroom of three stall open and the outcome a man and he quickly goes to the sink and performs the same task as the others, then he too makes his exit.
The last to leave the bathroom stands at the long bank of sinks and mirror, examine their reflection carefully, pushing a piece of hair back in place, make a minor adjustment to their suit jacket and smile at the reflected image in the mirror and exits the bathroom sated.