But he had already seen me in shorts and a t shirt. What would he think if he came back and found me wearing a bikini? That would look so obvious. He ...ould know I put the bikini on deliberately. He would know I was trying to…. To what? What would he think I was trying to do?I had always been kind of terrified that Greg knew how I felt about him. That he somehow knew how badly, how fucking desperately I wanted to fuck him and had always been secretly amused that a woman like me would have the. She must be having a pee, I thought. This was my chance, if I could find her, ‘innocently’ passing by and getting an ‘accidental’ peek. I cut through to the vicinity of where she might be, unseen by hubby ( who was looking in the other direction anyway) and misjudged it completely… I almost stumbled into her, squatting, running leggings and black thong around her ankles. She looked me straight in the eye, clearly shocked, but rather than shout out or hide just stood bolt up right. Well. What a. "You look like you are having a very bad night. Is there anything I can do to help? Do you want to talk about it?"She looked me over, as I checked her out. My first impression was only partially correct. She was young, but REALLY young. I would put her age at fifteen or sixteen, tops. Her figure was slight, because she hadn't yet grown into a grown up woman. Even so, her breasts were pleasantly shaped, and her hips promised something special in a couple of years.I told her my name and waited."I. Her rubbing me and the vibration of the computer had left me with a throbbing hard on. We got off the bed and she hugged me, but feeling my cock pressed against her stomach led her to kiss me. It was a long passionate kiss that made me want to throw her over the desk and fuck her right there, but I hesitated because we are surrounded by rooms full of people. She walked me to the door and I thought about having to go out the door with my penis hard as a rock. So I turned and looked at her and.