We are all alone. Just me and you. We jump the fence then strip ourselves of clothes. The water feels great, the pool isn't cold. It starts out just playful and daring. We are two drunk coworkers that have a stressful job. We catch eyes, you lean in and kiss me. I bring your legs around my waist then move your panties to the side. I part wet folds and dive in. Your p*ssy is wetter than the pool we are in. Our breasts rub together, our nipples get harder. You kiss me deeper begging me to go faster. As you cum over my fingers our lips part trying to catch our breath. Im amazed that you want to return the favor. Rubbing along my swollen nub I shudder as I finish, gripping your hips harder than I should. As we opened our eyes it was then that we realized what we've done. It'll be Monday tomorrow. How long it will last, who knows? But its too good to stop.
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Co-Workers in the Pool
Short StoryLesbian short story - two women are off work, drunk, their inhibitions are lowered and something happens.
