She stood in front of me on the railing taking in the same sights as me.I had to admit, I was blessed with seeing two nice sights; the mountains and t...e wonderful curves of the lady. She reminded me a lot of one of my ex-girlfriends; long curly blonde hair, short, busty, and curves in all the right places. I sat there awhile and enjoyed the view until Seamus came up to see how I was doing. I ordered another whiskey and told Seamus to wait a minute.Raising my voice, I called out to the lady,. I had left the door unlocked for her.We literally fell on each other, our mouths and tongues entwining as we kissed and our hands freely roaming each other’s bodies. I pushed her against the wall and kissed her deeply. I made no attempt to hide my erection which was bulging from a pair of loose sweatpants I was wearing. Her leggings were tight enough to give her a prominent camel toe. I felt for her pussy through the thin fabric.I broke away and reached over and locked the door. I then led her. We were on the top floor of the building- I always used these toilets as everyone was usually so pissed they couldn't be bothered to walk the extra two flights of stairs so there was never a queue for the ladies. My friends thought I was outside and there was nobody around to see that I had been shoved into the toilet. 'Ollie, you aren't funny. Let go of me please.' 'No, you're fucking beautiful. I thought so from the moment I met you and I've waited three long years for this. You're not. ” She stood up, slipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out a card. She placed it, face down in front of me and said, “Give me a call if you want to.” She kissed my cheek and wandered off leaving one Faye Millerton in a state of total disbelief. I turned the card over. It said, ‘Nicky Kellerman.’ It also gave her number and address. I stared at it and ordered another drink. What the fuck was that all about? She wanders in, kisses me in front of twenty or thirty people then buggers off. I.