Learning something new after leaving university - Sex Stories

Learning something new after leaving university

... the door closed. I hurried to my room, an erection rapidly arising, my heart beating loudly, my breathing short. What was that? I couldn't but believe that Liz had staged that scene deliberately. She had wanted me to see her pissing again! This was way out of my league of sexual fantasy, let alone experience. I was truly stunned - though my rock hard erection was impinging on my brain. I undressed quickly and without further thought stroked myself to an orgasm that left me staggering but fortunately aimed at the T shirt I had just taken off for the wash. I had never felt so charged up. It took a while to get to sleep that night, but eventually I did. The next morning there was no repeat of the original scene, but there was a subdued air between Liz and I as we waited for, then travelled on the bus for work. When we reached the office building, Liz headed off towards the coffee machine but turned slightly back towards me. "So did you quite enjoy that last night?" she asked with a nervous chuckle and walked in without waiting for my answer. Once more I was stunned. And I had another distracted day when all I seemed to think about was Liz's lovely slim legs on full bare display, the glimpse of her small and now very desirable breasts, her half-smiling stare - and the sound of her stream of piss. That evening I decided to go out for drinks with some university friends. I knew Rob would be at home and I just did not think I had the wit to sit through an evening meal, the three ...

... of us, and feel anything but very uncomfortable. The next day was Friday, which meant a pub lunch for six or seven of us, including Liz and me. Most people would have a few drinks and get quite merry. I was feeling quite awkward still and had the sense to hold back on the beer, worried that my new feelings, an erotic attraction not just for Liz as a very pretty woman but also for what she seemed willing to do in front of me, might lead me to say something inappropriate. Liz, however, was on a bit of a roll. I counted 3 glasses of white wine before the pub lunch arrived and she would say she was going to have to keep going to the bathroom while looking and laughing directly at me. I just smiled nervously and looked to join in other conversations. Liz was sat next to one of the characters of the office, a tall single woman with long brunette hair and a risqué sense of humour, with a dirty laugh to go with it. That dirty laugh was coming across loud and clear as they talked quietly to each other with Rose, the other woman, casting smiles in my direction. I could only conclude that Liz was telling her about what had happened. I felt very young and naive and uninformed - did adults really discuss this sort of thing? I left before Liz to get back to work as the office junior. She and Rose turned up quite late - the bosses didn't seem to mind, as they were the best two in the team and regularly helped out other members of the team when they had finished their own tasks for the day ...