Suddenly, the shock drained from Tiffany's face and then she smiled. "It's much easier if I remove my shirt first," she purred, walking into the stall with Andrea and then taking off her shirt. After taking her bra off, she grabbed Andrea's hands and placed them on her breasts. "Go ahead. Feel them," she said, still smiling.
Andrea hesitantly did as she asked. She still wondered why she was doing this and why she wanted to do this. This kind of behavior was against all that she believed in. It was just so wrong on so many different levels. Yet, she wanted to do it. Needed to do it. She just needed to feel this woman's soft firm breasts beneath her touch.
Tiffany closed the door to give them some privacy, then smiled again as she moved closer to Andrea. At first, Andrea didn't know what she was doing, but just a moment before it happened, she did. Tiffany (the saleswoman who, minutes earlier, didn't care for Andrea in the slightest) kissed her. Now, Tiffany wasn't a lesbian, nor was she bi-sexual, but right now, she really wanted to kiss Andrea. She was just so hot, especially dressed in that shelf bra.
Andrea immediately felt disgusted by what Tiffany was doing, but as the seconds passed, she felt more and more comfortable with it ... and that scared her. Because this wasn't right. She was a Godly woman. Why was she liking this? What was wrong with her?
Those thoughts soon drifted away, however, as her mind shifted to other things, like how she could better pleasure Tiffany. She dove her tongue deeper into the woman's mouth, not caring any longer whether it was right or not.
