I didn't know how to tell you that you were hurting my male ego without sounding like a wimp, so I tried the strong, silent approach. Pretty dumb, was...n't it?" grinned Steve. "I'm sorry about not setting you straight. Next time you misbehave, I'll just take you over my knee and show you the error of your ways, okay?" Don't get carried away with it, especially in public. I expect you to treat me with respect, but a little spanking now and then in private may be in order," laughed Gwen as she. "Your disgusting." She pulled my head up by the hair just before you left. "Remember me, girlie. Don't ever fuckin try to steal my man again." With that, she shoved my head down against the porcelain, almost splitting my lip.She slammed the stall door as she exited, leaving me a beaten, trembling, dripping mess.After a minute or so, another girl came in and heard me crying. She helped me up, and helped me clean myself up. I was so humiliated I could barely speak. My panties were soaked with my. She was a terrific storyteller. Her boss, after all, was in his sixties, though not a bad looking man. “Really? And how would you do that?”“He thinks I’m cute. Whenever he sees me he can’t take his eyes off me.”“Well, that’s true of most guys, isn’t it?“Yeah, maybe, but Mr. Dixon’s hunger is a lot more obvious than most guys. He sometimes winks at me.”“And what do you do when he winks?”“I give him one of my shy smiles and an air kiss.”“Wow! Well that’s practically a come on, isn’t it.”“Sure it. " He was about your height, had plenty of muscles, and was something like 8 inches. It was quite entertaining to watch him poke the other guy's ass." Joe, at least give me my shirt!" Why do you want it so bad?" 'Cause I'm naked, obviously!"Joe got off me, but holding me still, rolled me over. My 7.5 inch cock was flat on my stomach, fully erect. The story did turn me on, though I tried denying it."Looks like someone was enjoying the story." Joe!" After he poked, he picked the other person's.