Excerpt #3

Today I went into the bathroom on the executive floor, I had an errand to run up there. There was a couple in there, she was sitting in the sink and he was between her legs, licking her neck. I watched them until they noticed me, until they turned and stared at me actually. I went into the cubicle and did what I came to and when I came out they were still there and now he was kissing the other side of her neck. I washed my hands in the sink next to them and splashed a bit of water their way just to see if I could get a reaction but this time they ignored me so I left. I just can’t understand why he was spending all that time on her neck. Surely being in the corporate loos must dilute the need for foreplay? Isn’t it more smash and grab in that situation? The kind of in/out that goes with a grimy sneer, smeared across the face of someone your glad to have never had the displeasure of actually meeting but often get stuck behind in the queue in the canteen? What a place to behave like a prude; they’re nothing if not ironic my colleagues.