Before the pandemic changed our work environments, especially the occasional happy hour, I went out for a mid-week get together with teammates. Nothing typical and no real flirting, just venting about management, passive-aggressive emails, and scheming for promotions. A few hours into it we were all hopped up on liquor and beer one of the women I started with knocked my drink into my lap, specifically the crotch. Everyone moved back and I rushed to get a napkin or two so my pants didn’t stain. She beat me to it and started blotting my mid and upper thighs.
While I had no intentions, my cock started to get hard in my pants. After two or three quick stokes of my leg, I was trying to encourage her to stop, I became erect and she felt the shaft press against her hand. She looked up and, what seemed like forever, we glanced at one another – me in embarrassment, her in intrigue.