There are 3 restrooms, a mens, a womans and that stupid unisex changing station bathroom. So I guess she went into the unisex one. She did. I walk in,...turn around to lock the door behind me, and when I turn back around she is coming at me and pushes me against the door. I grab the back of her neck and her waist, guiding her towards the wall and away from the door. She is reaching down for my zipper, and I move her hands away and give her cunt a little smack. I tell her "easy princess" and move. This is the inconvenient part. I have no qualms about taking another man’s wife to bed, especially if he decides to absent himself from his own. Casual fooling about with my wife’s friends is another matter. Like fooling about with colleagues at work it is likely end badly. Being unachievable only made Lena all the more desirable. To make matters worse she was a flirt. Whenever we met I would spend the next week thinking about the way she moved, the way she dressed and how nice it would be to. She was still up on the arm of the dish, hanging on tightly and looking very confused. "Hang on, love," I said. "Just give me a sec to get you down."She smiled weakly at me. "Hang on?" she said. "Yeah, the thought did occur to me."I found the joystick control, walking around the prostrate Victor without a second glance to get there, and used it to lower the dish to waist-high level over the platform. I stepped back onto the platform and offered Lauren my arm. She grabbed me, shakily, and. "He was quiet for awhile, then said, "That's another surprise, hearing that from you. I'll admit that I've been eyeing one of the secretaries, but I thought..."Betty stretched, pushing her tits against the pale blouse, making certain that he could smell her perfume. She said, "You shouldn't have any trouble finding a suitable partner, Glenn. You're such an exciting young man." Oh? I always thought you were kind of exciting too, Betty." That's why I could never call you mom, or mother, or even.