The last time I'd seen her I'd hooked her up with a buxom lady. I knew that she was into being fisted, so I told Di. My guess was that this wasn't he... first stop tonight. She went to the end of the bar furthest from the door as I made her a g& t. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and a tight hug squeezing her 36d boobies into me. Aahhhh. She proceede to tell me about a bra fitting she'd done. Her name was Dina and Di told me she was a 40F. I got a little lightheaded. Giggling Di told me how. A few weeks passed, and on a Friday night I went out and had a few drinks with some of the other guys from work. We talked our usual smack about the worst of the technophobes in the hospital and their “eye dee ten tee” problems (that’s id10t, or idiot, for the uninitiated) and other ridiculous things people did with computers when I started wondering if Lucy ever changed her email address passwords. When I got home, I did what for me had previously been unthinkable. I tried to access her. " He increased his jabbing along with an increase in Stacey's bucking andwhining. "Uh, uh, hmmm yeah can you feel it? Can you? All the wayin like a dirty little worm." His finger writhed around pressing on her sphincter trying to weaken her tinylittle chute.She gave a gasp of relief as his finger finally pulled out, her ass now redwith embarrassment. The man was now fiddling with attachment nearby but shecouldn't see what. The Boss smiled at her as he watched the view she was unableto see. The. I listened harder, pressing my ear to the wooden wall. It sounded like she, whoever she was, was masturbating. I stooped down to the floor and looked under the divide. I recognised the shoes, it was Sophie. She was making little gasping sounds, but was trying to stifle them, she knew someone was in the next cubicle. I strained to listen to every sound, her little whimpers and sighs making me horny again. Then just as she sounded like she was cumming I heard, or I thought I heard under her.