Those nights and weekends had paid off; Abby had been promoted to Assistant Floor Lead. She was now working closely with the current Floor Lead Sandy, who also reported directly to Katherine.
Several months had passed and she was comfortable in her new duties when she noticed that Katherine and Sandy would leave her in charge and disappear for several minutes into the break room before returning. This seemed very odd, because both women were always on a strict time table. Everyone in the office was... breaks were taken at the appointed times, take it or lose it and don't be late.
Abby decided that it was time to investigate. It was nearing another holiday and the business had really slowed down. It was a Tuesday that Abby made her move, the break started on Thursday. It always went the same way. Katherine would come over, Sandy would always say, "Take charge, back shortly." Then the two of them disappeared.
Abby waited for two minutes before pursuing. She ducked behind the wall and peered into the break room... there was no one there. She eased around the corner slowly, scanning for signs of life. Then she saw it, on the smokers' balcony. She ducked back quickly and peered again...
Sure enough, there was Katherine standing outside the door... she did not smoke, neither did Sandy; they both detested the thought. Abby crept closer, she finally spotted Sandy, well most of her, she had her head buried under Katherine's skirt. Abby held her position and continued to observe. It looked like Sandy was pleasuring Katherine. Sandy moved her head away breathing deeply, mouth still wide open.
Abby gasped and nearly fell down at what she saw next. Katherine bent her knees slightly and began peeing directly into Sandy's open mouth! Sandy let her mouth start to fill and then ducked back under the skirt without spilling a drop. They stayed locked in position for another minute before Sandy stood and kissed Katherine deeply.
Sandy reached for the door to re-enter the office, Abby dashed back to the entrance to the break room and made it appear like she was just entering. Katherine spoke questioningly, "Abby what are you doing here?" She barely held back the slight fear in her voice.
"I finished my water early and was coming for a refill."
Sandy's first comment, "Who is watching the floor?"
"The phones haven't rung for anyone in 10 minutes."
Katherine had the final word, "Oh. Well, I guess you are Okay then."
Abby fidgeted while she filled her bottle at the cooler, both Katherine and Sandy were staring at her the whole time. The day progressed as normal with no other incidents. Abby left at her appointed time and drove home with the image of what she had seen replaying in her head.
Abby could not focus at all the rest of the night. She seemed to be always thirsty, which was odd considering she always drank the same amount of water each day. She also noticed she needed to visit the bathroom more than usual as well. Even her dreams were troubled... she was remembering back to her college days.
Abby had been great in high school, always getting good grades. She was popular too, her ample breasts saw to that for her. So naturally when she graduated to college she pledged at the popular sorority, Theta, Lambda, Mu. Theta, Lambda, Mu was infamous for the "behind closed doors" hazing ritual. No one knew what it was except the girls who went through it... basically if you got that far you were in, it just determined your status in the hierarchy.
The hazing, for all the secrecy around it, was nothing more than a verbal quiz. Each girl was taken into a room with two high ranking Theta, Lambda girls. There were two ways to get high marks... answer all the questions correctly... or survive the penalty for all wrong answers. Abby excelled, and was able to get every answer. When she met her roommate she found out what the penalty would have been.
She was a nice girl named Cynthia; however she WAS a complete ditz. From her bleached blonde hair (the carpet never matched...), to her silicone tits, to the year round flip-flop shoes; she epitomized ditz. Thankfully Cynthia was a party girl too, the saving grace that kept the two roommates from killing each other. "So what was your penalty?" Cynthia inquired as an ice breaker while unloading boxes.
"Never found out. What was yours?"
"Pee shots."
"What is a 'pee shot'?"
"You know... take a shot... take a leak..." Cynthia trailed off when Abby continued to look more confused. "It's a drinking game. You have a line of filled shot glasses; you have to guess which contain alcohol and which ones have pee."
"So you end up drinking someone else’s pee if you guess wrong?"
"Yeah it isn't so bad, by the third round you are so wasted you don't care what you are drinking. In this case though, every question I got wrong they filled the glass in front of me and then I had to drink it."
Cynthia went on to say, with what seemed like pride, that she had gotten so many questions wrong, her inquisitor was forced to call in another girl to continue filling the glass. Abby was shocked, but she figured it was the last time she ever had hear about the subject... unfortunately she was wrong.
Late in the semester, Cynthia came stumbling in at 3:45AM, making enough noise to make a freight train jealous. Abby tried to roll over and pretend she was sleeping, until she felt Cynthia crawling into bed with her. Cynthia was clearly drunk... but she had crawled on top of Abby and curled up on her breasts.
"Soft and warmmmm..." Cynthia slurred as she fondled one and nuzzled the other.
"Cynthia? You're drunk."
"En' yor pret..ti."
Cynthia half lunged forward and kissed Abby. Abby was alarmed... but decided to go with it. She had not masturbated in weeks because of semester reports and tests, a little stress relief might do her good. Besides, finals ended next week and there was a good chance that Cynthia and she would never see each other again. Cynthia was failing most of her classes; this meant she would be kicked out of the sorority house.
The two stayed in a kiss for several minutes, caressing and stroking each other. This slowly escalated into fondling and sucking on breasts and nipples. Once they were naked Cynthia did most of the work, licking Abby's tender area between sucking gently on her clit. Abby in turn, used her hands to stimulate Cynthia. Time passed and Cynthia seemed to be regaining her facilities.
"Abby?" Cynthia lifted her head from the 69 where it had been buried in between Abby's legs.
Abby moaned lightly and replied, "What is it?"
"I need to pee... would you mind if I peed on you?" Abby's brain churned over the innocent question. "Abby?" Cynthia inquired again.
"Ok, but not in my bed. Let's use the bath tub."
"I want to be naughty; I'm getting kicked out so let's just use the floor."
"Ok."
Cynthia climbed off Abby and the bed and stood pressing her hands between her legs. Abby shuffled onto the floor and sat with her legs spread on either side of Cynthia and leaned back on her arms for support.
"Not on my face, Ok?" Abby clarified.
"Alright."
Cynthia shifted her feet so one touched each of Abby's legs, bent her knees slightly, and using her hands to pull slightly, released. The stream trickled forth and as it increased traced up Abby's body, splashing off her belly-button, between her breasts, and finally at full force striking her at the nape of her neck. It did not stay in one place for long; Cynthia swayed her hips and moved her hands forcing the flow over one breast then the other and over the other areas of her torso.
The room had been chilly, Abby had not noticed until she climbed off the bed. The skin on her arms and breasts was already tightening from the air. As soon as Cynthia began peeing the cold was gone, the body warmed liquid cascaded over her; it was like drinking hot chocolate after playing in the snow.
The sensation waned quickly as Cynthia had soon emptied all she had available. The cold rushed back and sent a shiver through Abby. "I'm fr-free-eezingggg. Let's go hop in the shower." Cynthia gave her a hand up and they walked hand in hand to the shower.
Up another rung...?