One in particular would wink at me every morning when we greeted. Everyone in the office was like one big family and greeted with a Hi, good mornin... or at least ask how you were doing. This one morning I was in the kitchen, the coffee pot was empty, so I started to make another pot when I noticed the coffee container was almost empty. I made up the pot of coffee I was working on and then bent over to get a new container out from under the counter when I felt a nudge and a pair of. “I’m going to see what’s happening upstairs” she said, motioning to the spiral staircase which was just next to us. I watched her as she climbed and was delighted to notice that with each step my view became more interesting. “Cathy”, I called to her, “can you stop right there for a moment?”. She was right above me and my view led all the way up her thighs, which of course she realised. She smiled down at me, turned around a little, and poking out her backside she lifted up her skirt to flash. "I could very well ask you the same thing," retorted Calista. "The only difference being that Dee Dee knows I'm here, and she'll back me up when she returns." Calista stood up from the chair and confronted them. "I also heard the part you said about getting in by force, if necessary. I think you two have got a lot of explaining to do." Barocca's mind flashed as a dozen scenarios played themselves out in her head. "Maybe we do girl," Barocca admitted. "But not to you." Out of the corner. First, beneath the ache and strain of her shoulders, she understood that her body was warm, in that wonderful, glowing way that her body always got when she was experiencing either hard exercise or a good hard fucking. The more she thought of that, the more her shoulders relaxed into her burden and the wetter her pussy got.Which brought upon a new problem."Sir," she asked, stopping to turn to him. "I need to pee, Sir." Oh you do, do you? You're not here for your own comfort, slut! Pee while.