It was quite late at night. Lily was driving home after work. She had gulped down three cups of coffee to keep herself awake while driving. Suddenly, she felt as if her bladder was going to burst. She drove for another five minutes before reaching a service station.
Lily pulled into the parking lot and parked her car as close to the building as possible. She grabbed her handbag and the phone from the passenger seat. She then locked the car, after getting out of it, and nearly dashed into the building.
"Excuse me, do you know where the restroom is?" she asked a man who looked like in his mid-thirties. He was wearing a suit with a name tag on the right side. Lily assumed that the man must be the manager.
"Yeah, sure," he responded, pointing to the entrance she entered through. “It’s just out that door.”
"If you follow the building round to your right, they're just round the back there," he added.
"Thank you," she beamed at him.
"No problem at all, miss," he replied, smiling.
Lily stepped out the door. She walked around, and after making sure that no one was watching her, she began running on her tiptoe around the building to the bathroom. Her phone, which was in her handbag, went off as she ran. The urge to pee was so intense that she ignored it. The most important thing is to go to the bathroom before she wet herself.
Finally, she found the door with a metal plate reading “Toilets” on it. Without wasting a second, she walked in. Lily noticed that there was no distinction between “Male” and “Female” restrooms. It was just a large room with sinks at one end and a row of around ten toilet cubicles.
At least, it’s clean and doesn’t smell awful. She pondered.
Lily walked into one of the cubicles. After locking the door, she pulled her dress up, lowered her panties to her ankles, and sat on the toilet seat. As the need to pee subsided, she instantly felt a surge of relief.
“Aaahhh…” she gasped.
She took the phone out of her bag and looked at the display. It was Janice, her closest friend, her roommate, and her lover.
Hey, babe, I’m waiting for you. You’re late today. She went through the message in her mind before putting the phone back in her bag. Lily and Janice had been together for over two years. She really loved her, but lately, she became curious to know how it felt to be with a guy. Lily wanted a guy in her life. To be honest, she didn’t really want a boyfriend; all she wanted was sex—proper sex with a cock entering her.
Lily closed her eyes. She lost herself at the thought that she could still be with Janice, but also have sex with whoever she desired at the same time. She felt the pleasure drifting through her body, all cultivating in one place, making herself warm and moist. Her long fingers slowly trailed up her leg, eventually reaching her groin, and feeling the smooth mound. She softly traced her finger up the moist slit, feeling a shiver run up her spine.
Lily pressed her tender fingers a little more, and they entered her, parting the soft petals. She imagined as if she were getting fucked by a huge cock.
“Mmm…” she moaned, moving her fingers faster and faster and working her pussy hard.
As she approached the apex of pleasure, a heavy knocking sound pulled her out of the dream.
Lily jumped; her legs trembled. She straightened up and stared at the door in front of her. She was about to say something when she realized the sound was not coming from the door but from the next cubicle. She looked at the wall to her left and noticed something that she hadn't before. It took her by surprise when she saw a hole in the wall that connected the next cubicle.