After composing myself for what for me was, well, the fuck of the century as far as I was concerned. And when I say composing myself, what I actually mean is pulling my trousers and pants up, swearing a bit and desperately try to wipe cum stains away that had smeared around my groin with an old tissue.

So there I was sweating and dishevelled in a dirty cellar; there was no way I could go back to the office straight away, so I just sat on a box for the next twenty minutes and basically got my shit back together.

When I did eventually go back, I immediately sat down while trying to perfect the, I’m utterly innocent look. I took in the girls in the office, and not one looked even remotely interested, let alone noticed my state. I felt pissed really, as a big part of me wanted to stand on the desk and announce to the world ‘you will never believe what just happened to me’!! Mmmmm, maybe not such a good idea.

And that was my workday; I looked out the window to see if I could see my exotic stranger but didn’t catch sight of her or any of her family. No one else looked up at me; I mean, lightning doesn’t strike twice, but you can dream. At half four, everyone started to pack up and say their goodbyes, and I was eventually left alone. Thank Christ! with everyone gone, I could now escape and take a well-earned Shower; just then, the fickle office gods laughed at my expense, and my email pinged as one of my most essential clients threw a hand grenade my way. You know the sort of thing; they send you this ticking time bomb as they are walking out the door laughing on the way to their home, knowing that as soon as you open it, your evening is now well and truly fucked. So that was me screwed; I won’t bore you with the problems other than I slowly sank down into my chair, knowing that I wasn’t going to move again for several hours while I worked on the issue.

Hours later, and mean fucking hours later, I looked up from my screen; it was dark outside. I hadn’t realised as I was concentrating so hard, but I was now shrouded in darkness apart from the faint flickering glow of the monitor. ‘what a day’ talk about highs and lows; well, that was a bit melodramatic as regardless of the work it was still a brilliant day as far as I was concerned.

Looking out the window again through the street-lit gloom, I could see the odd drunk straggler staggering their way home after a session at the local pub that is just up from me on the river. It’s not the busiest place at the best of times, even in the height of summer. Apart from these odd merrymakers, that’s pretty much all you will be bumping into on an evening around here.

I heard the sound of some more drunken revellers approaching and saw four girls weaving their way along the path, giggling with arms wrapped around waists and shoulders. As much holding each other up as companionship. They were the usual fair around these parts, probably about eighteen, maybe more. I was shockingly bad at the age guessing game, and as such, I swore that if I was in a pub and some young girl came up to me, I would stay well away, just in case! You never know if they are going to be jail bait. Then I just laughed at myself for living in a dream world; when was the last time a girl threw herself at me……….. er, never! Twat! But if one ever did, I would say no, ok, it wasn’t worth it. I looked at the girls as they approached while mumbling, ‘yeah, right you would’.

The group was now at the green and looked like they were going their separate ways. The girls were now hugging each other and giving large, over the top kisses on the cheeks. In loud voices declaring to each other and pretty much anyone within a two hundred metre radius due to the volume just how much fun the night had been, how much they loved each other and how they simply had to do it again as soon as possible. Then they departed, well, two did and went on up the hill to the top of the town while the other two stayed and just looked at the river chatting to each other.

They both had the standard unform of the attractive young female going out down the pub. You know, a large belt! or skirt, if you are being exact. It might as well be a large belt for all the worth it did. (fuck, when did I turn into such an old fart) I was genuinely at risk of becoming a caricature or parody of my dad!

Tiny tops with just the right amount of midriff showing. One had shoulder-length blonde hair and a lovely rack that the material of her top was apparently fighting to contain.

The other girl was dark-haired, maybe black, as it was hard to tell with the distance and dodgy street lights. Her hair was easily halfway down her back and plaited. Her tits were small in comparison to blondie, her friend. Not flat-chested as you could defiantly see them jutting out and shapely; I liked both sorts. To be honest, they both had their pluses and minuses. I have never pigeonholed myself into wanting only one type. Why would you? I have always been grateful and honoured to grab hold of any size regardless.

They seemed happy just chatting, so I left them to it and started to turn off the myriad of apps I had running. With a long sigh, I clicked that final fabulous shutdown button so that the room finally turned into complete black. I just sat there and enjoyed the night and the silence that ensued. I looked out the window for one last look and saw that blondie and her friend were still there on the grass talking.

As I looked, I saw blondie put her right arm around her friend, and her friend lowered her head and just snuggled into blondie’s shoulder. I sat for just a second as they just held each other before blondie reached down with her left hand and raised the other girl’s chin up to stare at each other. After what seemed like an age, blondie leaned in, and the two girls kissed, ‘fuck me!’ I said as this simple kiss went on for longer than just a simple little peck and became something more, much, much more. The girl’s mouths opened, and I guess tongues were thrust into their opposing partner. Blondie kept hold of her friend’s chin to continue kissing while her friend, with her right hand Free, coiled it around blondie’s waist and squeezed their chests and bodies closer.

Suddenly they stopped and looked down the river towards where they had come as I guess they had heard something. I couldn’t hear anything with the window shut, but as I strained, I listened to the sounds of drunk men coming toward us.

Blondie and the girl looked about and then stood and, holding hands, started to make their way towards the darkness that my office building gives with the little dead-end ally that runs along its side. On the other side of my building, the path continues from the green, follows along the river towards a more extensive park with some boat moorings.

The girls disappeared from my view as they ran under my window to the side of the building, and I heard them giggle again as they scampered away.

I saw the group of wankers who had disturbed my own private girl, girl make-out session and cursed the whole bloody lot of them.

Standing, I walked over to the side window and looked down into the ally, hiding in the doorway opposite were the two girls pressed against each other and no more than twenty feet from my position. If they looked up, they would surely see me, but at the time, their focus was entirely on the loud group of yobs as they passed by.

They would be hard-pressed to see the girls as they passed, but they would undoubtedly be discovered if one decided to take a private nocturnal piss, not an uncommon occurrence. All three of us held our breath as the group came and went, and the area again became still.

While they waited, I saw that the window was just undone and took the opportunity to crack it, just a little bit, suddenly; the outside silence flooded into the room, and I could now hear all that was going on outside.

Blondie’s face was pressed to her friend as they looked together down the ally, and you could see both visibly relax when they knew that they were safe. Neither seemed in a hurry though to break the embrace they were in, and as if on a silent queue, they both looked at each other, smiled and went back to kissing. This time I could hear them as they both fought for control of the other’s mouth, tongues dancing and moaning.

Blondies friends hands moved down, followed the curve of blondie’s arse cheeks and pushed upwards, forcing her friend to be pressed harder into her waiting body and mouth.

Blondie started to pull away, and I heard her say, ‘hold on, baby, hold on.’

Don’t get a sudden attack of shyness now, I secretly pleaded, then blondie just said.

‘I need to pee; I swear that last drink has gone right through me.’

Her friend just smiled and said, ‘go on then, I will keep watch’ without discussion or complaint; blondies friend turned around and looked back towards the green to check the coast was clear; blondie didn’t miss a beat and just started to hitch up her skirt before pulling down her knickers and leaving them in a pile next to her on the floor.

She then squatted down; her friend then looked around at her and casually leaned against the wall and stared down. All three of us held our breath, and then, the first sounds of water hitting concrete lifted up through the gap in the window. To my expectant ears, the trickle turned into a hiss as the stream grew in intensity and the puddle around her feet expanded. Blondie leant back a little so her friend could see more clearly, and by default, so could would I. the piss in a large arch flowed strongly now and then slowly, the tap began to turn itself off. I was fucking rock hard watching from above, and I clearly saw blondie smile as her friend licked her lips.

‘next time, I want you under me when I do that’, blondie stated and started to stand up, giving her hips a little shake as if to shake off any excess drips.

‘stop’

Blondie did; she had started to lean down to pick up her knickers but stood still; her friend just said, ‘just stay there, you little slut’.

Blondie’s friend closed the gap and pushed her up against the wall, lifting her leg up and exposing her wet and urine-soaked Pussy. She just stared and then proceeded to lick and clean the piss from around her cunt. I couldn’t see as much as I wanted, but I could hear the slurping as she made a meal of cleaning her. I could imagine her tongue making circles as she searched for every last drop of the acrid pee, ensuring that none was wasted. Blondie just moaned, leaned her head back with her eyes closed and surrendered herself to the feelings washing over her.

I heard her gasp as a finger was added to the mix; I saw her friend’s elbow move up and down as it appeared that she was finger fucking her and licking and sucking her to Orgasm.

‘that’s it, baby, oh god! Put another finger inside me, fuuuuuuck yes.’

The hand began to move faster.

‘mmmmmmm yes, suck my clit baby.’

Blondie now reached a hand down to her friend’s head and pushed her Pussy harder into the mouth, working on her. Fuck me; this was turning me on as I watched from above. Almost unconsciously, I began to undo my trousers and reached to grasp my hard cock, never taking my gaze away from the two girls as they pleasured each other.

Suddenly blondie let out a loud moan, biting the noise back; she appeared to will her mouth shut so that no more of the gasping would escape as she shuddered in Orgasm. Her friend just held her mouth over her cunt as she came, and I hope she caught every drop of fluid as it poured from the girl.

Slowly with just the odd sudden shake, the Orgasm ebbed away, and blondie let out a satisfied groan as she leaned against the wall, sated at last.

Her friend, like a cat, purred as she pulled herself to her feet before kissing blondie passionately, sharing the taste of everything that had happened before with their tongues.

Blondie then pushed her friend against the wall and, with a hand around her friend’s throat, held her in place as she said, ‘now it’s my turn, you dirty bitch’ she couldn’t keep the playfulness from her voice, and blondies friend seemed happy to stand there and take what was coming to her.

Blondie pulled her friend’s top-up, and as she did so, she also scooped up the tiny bra holding those little tits in place. I saw two gorgeous mounds of flesh with their little areola surrounding two very hard and erect nipples. Blondie leant in and took one in her mouth, and I heard a gasp as a set of teeth were used to grip and slowly pull and extend them from the pinned girl’s torso. ‘mmmmmmm’ I heard escape the girl’s lips as blondie extended the nipple further, fuck she’s going to rip them off I thought to myself before blondie let the nipple go and it sprung back into place. Blondie then placed tiny little kisses and nips on the tortured breast as a way of apology.

As she kissed each tit, her hand pulled the skirt up, and with a sudden single slap, I saw her hit the place between her friend’s legs; she did this with such force I heard the crack as the hand hit the delicate girls skin.

Blondie growled as she slapped her friend’s Pussy again, causing her to give a little yelp in pain. I then watched in awe as blondie forced her hand into her friend’s knickers and pushed at least two digits into the girl’s now abused Pussy.

Blondie then straightened her arm and, in an upwards motion with bent fingers within, pulled her fingers roughly upwards, hitting her friends g spot. There was no gentleness involved here; this was purely finger fucking to get someone off; the girl was held still by the throat, and blondie was almost lifting her off her feet with each upward thrust of her hand.

Blondie just carried on fucking her friend harder and harder, leaning in and with her mouth next to the girl’s ear, said,’ fucking come for me baby, let it all go and just come for me.’

And after what could only be a few minutes she did just that; she screamed as jets of ejaculate squirted from her, her legs collapsing From the pleasure. Blonde kept the upwards thrusts going as more fluids squirted through the girl’s knickers and down her thighs.

Blonde just held her friend, and as she came around, both girls became aware that they had just screamed out in Orgasm and started to laugh. Then running like a couple of robbers, they flew from the scene of the crime, and their hysterical laughter disappeared into the night.

I became aware that I had managed to spunk up my office wall during all of this, and tucking myself back into my trousers, promised that I would clean up tomorrow when I got back in. I locked the doors, went downstairs, set the alarm, and entered the ally to look around as I locked the final door. You could still smell the slight hint of piss and cum that clung to the air, a few daffodils had been trampled, and apart from the large puddle, you would never have guessed what had happened here, well……… apart from the panties they had left and that I leant down, picked up, sniffed and put in my pocket for later.