Lisa withdrew her finger, enjoying the desperate air humping of Sally's thighs.

'Take your knickers down,' she demanded.

Sally complied without the slightest resistance. She tossed her panties onto the table. What would they have thought if she had done that just half an hour ago...the thought added to her arousal. She could not fully grasp how she had come to this...standing in the meeting room, her unkempt pussy wet with arousal, uncovered for this bitch. Her only modesty an unflattering bra.

It was as if Lisa could read her mind.

'You can lose the bra, it's as plain as you are. Let me see those udders.'

Yes, my tits are nothing more than that, udders to feed babies...not even useful for that now.

Reluctantly, embarrassed because she was not proud of her tits and not out of modesty - that boat had sailed - she unhooked her bra and followed its path to the floor...her large heavy breasts drooped without the lost support, but not too far. She refrained from covering herself with her arms, there was no point; Lisa would just be rude. Her nipples reminded her of raspberries...long stiff ones. She managed not to laugh at that thought.

'I bet you can reach your nipples if you lift your tits.'

'I suppose so,' replied Sally, 'I've never tried.'

'Really? I'd call that a missed opportunity. Consider this another chance.'

Sally scooped up her left breast and dipped her head down, tongue extended.'

'There...easy,' said Lisa approvingly, for the first time the mask had slipped,'suck it in baby!'

Sally sucked in her nipple...aureole and a portion of breast...with electrifying effect. Her free hand found it's way to her dripping cunt and her fingers sought out her clitoris...she masturbated shamelessly.

At the sight of this demure, placid, frumpy woman behaving like a wanton whore, Lisa lost control. With one hand dragging her skirt up to expose black pantyhose, the other urgently pushed under the waistband, fingers seeking her soaking cunt.

At the sight, Sally sank to her knees, tits hanging, now confirmed udders, and crawled across to the other woman. Crouching in front of Lisa, she reached up and dragged her pantyhose down to expose the prize of a smooth hairless cunt impaled by frigging fingers. She grabbed Lisas's buttocks and pulled her thighs towards her, frantically poking her tongue through the other woman's busy fingers, between wet, lusciously plump labia and into the gushing hole.

As she tasted woman on her probing, lapping, tongue, she was conscious of the crossing of a boundary, does this make me a lesbian? She thought, through her rampant uncontrollable animal lust.