Natalie watched the mass of writhing bodies in the semi-darkness from a distance. The sounds of wild sex filled the room. She heard how Bebe panted, s...reamed. She looked at her red distorted face, her trembling sweat covered body. To her it looked like a swinger orgy or something from a hot porno film…Natalie glanced at Sandra, confused, aroused, breathless. Her unfulfilled desire made her skin crawl. “You know Natalie,” Sandra whispered; “by accepting Margaret’s job offer you’ve become a. We broke our kiss for a few seconds as Gemma pulled my top off over my head. I then raised my hips and took off my skirt as she removed her thong, to leave us both nude. Without hesitation we began to kiss again but this time, as we masturbated each other; it was a kiss full of desperation and desire. My pussy throbbed in response as Gemma’s fingers pushed inside, body writhing involuntarily as e fingers probed in and out faster and faster. We were moaning more and more, I knew I was soaked,. I was a little late today, having suffered train delays from my home in Kent, and was enjoying the unusually quiet underground train. There was still no room to sit down but at least I wasn't being squashed into a space not big enough to put a cat, as was usually the case!I had the unusual luxury of being able to scan the carriage at my leisure, and as the train started to pull away from Green Park and on towards Oxford Circus, I was about to start my daily fantasy when I heard a voice coming. How about you andI changing our clothes and going to get something to eat? It'll be mytreat." Oh, something like a date?" I said laughing."Not something - exactly like a date."As we began to walk toward the lockers I recalled the 'Bikini' song thathad been playing, it had long since ended. Now, I became attuned to thespeaker once again.Chances are, 'cause I wear that silly grinthe moment you come into view;chances are you think that I'm in love with you.I began to hum that old classic song.