Even if this wasn’t the truth, her story was working; I was very hard and desperate to hear more. “It happened so fast I didn’t have time to thi...k. She spread her legs so I could see her panties and she reached down and started to rub her pussy. She pushed her feet against the sides of the bowl and pushed her hips forward, rubbing herself. And then she started peeing.” Heather’s voice was very low as she finished that last sentence. Her breathing now shallow and fast. “What did you do?” “I. Recently I was reminded of an incident that happened when we were growing up together at home. Not sure when or why but I came home via our back entrance and remember walking up the garden to see my sister laying on the the dining room table face down. This was not a natural pose so I stopped and waited to see what she was doing. I was intrigued, I new instantly it was something sexual but she hardly moved.To say she was laying on the table would be wrong, she was balanced on the edge of the. Is this mine?" "Yes, it is. I just need you to check and sign this..." with these words she bent to take a clipboard off the trolley, her head level with my crotch. "Oh, my goodness!" I looked down. I had been so engrossed in those blue knickers I'd started to harden, and the front of my trousers were tenting! The assistant grabbed the clipboard and stood, face flushed. I tried not to draw attention to my arousal, blindly checking the boxes and flourishing my signature on the paperwork. I. It took me forever, but I eventually managed to get it off.Now that I had her totally naked in the bathroom, I was satisfied. I looked her naked body up and down. Like I thought, she was pretty pale. Freckles all over her arms, shoulders and back. Her breasts were decent sized, very firm and perky. And her cunt was nice and clean shaven, probably for her pansy ass boyfriend's enjoyment."Do," she said, "Do... you... like it?" Oh yeah bitch," I told her.Then I lifted her up and set her ass down.