“That’s not what I meant.” Alex unzipped her dirty grey overalls and shrugged her upper body out of the garment. She tied the sleeves around her... waist. “I was thinking I could, how do they say it. Take it out in trade.”Kelly’s eyes opened wide. A bright yellow sports bra struggled to contain heroically sized firm breasts over the abs of a serious athlete. Muscles rippled under lovely mahogany skin as Alex reached for her. “What are you doing?” she gasped in a muffled voice as she was pulled. At last she slowed her finger, and grinned up at me.“See? That’s all there is to it. You can try it, if you wish.”I did wish. I stood, and slid my lower coverings down my legs. I sat, as she had done, and spread my legs widely apart. I had a nice fat little bump, just like she did. I put my finger on it, and it did feel good. I wondered why I hadn’t noticed it before. I began a rhythmic rubbing of it, smashing it into my skin. It really felt good. The girls sat and watched me, smiling. It did. The office by now is super charged, people transfixed by our display, all envious, male and females secretly wish, dreaming of having you do that to them, of been able to show them the same loyal, exciting and stimulating love and passion. Hands are busy, teasing themselves, minds concentrated, focused upon their own private fantasy or just watching the situation which we building, silence has ruled with iron tight grip, the hot sultry atmosphere like electric, vines of passion radiating. I knew where my seats were and that they were on the aisle so I intentionally waited until the curtain was about to go up before taking my seat. I was just reading the blub about the corporate sponsorship of my employer when a tap came on my shoulder. I looked up and smiled as I started to rise. I figured it was someone who was seated in the center and had left out the other end of the aisle. It was not.As I stood and stepped out into the aisle to let the familiar form of the woman pass,.