As Erica sat there in the very unfamiliar position, the door of the bathroom opened, and in came two female voices having a conversation. "Yeah, so I was turning down dates with Ryan as I knew she liked him, while the whole time SHE was secretly making out with Jack in the photocopying room!", said one. "Oh my god!", replied the other. "I know!", came back the first.
The black lace panties tickled her legs and thighs as she pulled them up to sit snugly around her hips and round bottom, followed by the tight, but pretty skirt. Opening the door, she'd see the two women that were talking. One wore a pink and white checkered shirt and a tiny jeans skirt, with thick curls of blonde hair. The other wore a smart light blue blouse and a little black skirt. Her hair was brown, and held back with a barrette, and she wore glasses. They both stopped talking and looked over when Erica came out of the stall and went to wash her hands. She could hear one of them whisper.
"Is that... ?".
The other nodded. Things were rather quiet then, and Erica would realise just how soft her hands were as she washed them with the soap and warm water, the motion of leaning forward and stretching her hands over the sink meant her upper arms were squeezing her large breasts slightly, making them feel even more like they were about to pop out of her top. From the corner of her eye, she knew both the other women were watching her. Only after she'd dried her hands and stepped out she did hear the two women start to chatter again behind her.
"Did you SEE her flirting with Curtis Jackson? What a floozie!".
The climb up the steps was only a tiny bit easier than going down, but still took concentration in those high heels, and she passed a young brown-haired woman in a white floral sun dress that was holding the hand of a little girl as they went down the stairs together. The child had brown-hair two, in twinned braids, and her sun dress was pale yellow with white polka dots, with a pair of white cotton panties that peeked out as she jumped down each step, before her eyes widened as she saw Erica. The Mother smiled politely at her, but once they'd passed, she heard the little girl's voice. "Wow, Mommy, did you see how pretty that lady was?".
Back at the table, Faye was waiting, and their lunch had arrived, along with a cup of black coffee, but there was a jug of cream and a bowl of sugar that could be added if required. The red-haired woman hadn't even bothered to wait for her friend, as she was already enjoying her prawn salad. "What took you so long?", she asked.