Chapter 2

How or why? To be determined.

Next came the all-night texting session. In a group chat, the girls picked my thoughts and gauged my reaction to everything that’s been happening, then they formally invited me to watch them in person. It was 10:39 pm and they had outlined potential plans. I’d watch at first, because they liked the voyeurism, and they gave an option for me to eventually join.

Olivia texted last: Oh and can you wear that necklace again? It looks so good on you. Been thinking of it all day

I called my boss right away, before he went to sleep.

“Do what you have to,” he said. “We need to find out more.”

The major escalation happened the next day at lunch hour. I went to the Marketing department as employees were leaving. Lunch is always a social event because of all the gourmet options available and people like to explore with their co-workers.

And that meant Olivia and Leilee had freedom to keep doing their thing, while I got to observe. Right away I knew something was different about them. Little things. Their outfits seemed smaller. Tighter. A touch more makeup than they’d usually do. Their confidence seemed beaming. I was certain they were both pantyless based on how they moved.

When the place cleared, it was just us. They looked nervous and excited. And when I pulled the pendant from beneath my shirt and let it hang around my chest, they seemed famished. Like their appetite for sex had doubled. They looked at the pendant, thinking it was a beautiful piece of jewelry, not realizing the scientific or spiritual implications of what was inside.

“We don’t have to do this,” I said. “Maybe you should keep this private. Plus it’s risky.”

“Normally you’d be right,” Leilee said. “But we’ve talked this through, we’d rather you watch. What’s the point of great sexual experiences if you can’t share them, right?”

Olivia cut in. “And we like the risk.”

The back and forth went on for a few minutes. I tried talking them out of it, but the longer the conversation went, the more certain they seemed. Honestly, the wetter they became. Like building the anticipation was its own kind of foreplay.

It was a foregone conclusion that they’d be playing office games and eating each other regardless of my cautionary opinion. Did the meteorite cause them to act this way and adopt this brazen philosophy? At that moment, I wasn’t 100% sure, but it was getting there because this was so outside their normal characteristics.

My primary role was to listen for any footsteps. With the glass and frosted walls, I’d be able to notice anyone coming from the elevator down the hall. My secondary role was to observe them and be aroused by their actions. They thrived on having a voyeur.

Every so often they’d gaze at the pendant around my neck while they got undressed. Time was of the essence because you never know when someone would return. Rushing made this hotter for them. Risking it all was an aphrodisiac. They liked that added boost of adrenaline. So did I, apparently.

The contrast of an Irish redhead and a Pakistani girl was phenomenal and I saw why they were drawn to each other. White skin standing next to a darker shade. Fiery red hair next to dark waves. Bright pink nipples next to black nipples. That was easily my favorite contrast between them, their nipple color. And my suspicion was correct, both were pantyless and had trimmed pubic hair.

Both were nude in the office, even down to bare feet. Their eyes kept darting to the frosted glass walls and their hands kept fidgeting. Their nervous smiles and laughter. Their constant foot movement. Their hard nipples. Everything about their situation screamed wet pussy. I found myself more aroused than I had expected to be.

Leilee reached inside her purse and grabbed a 12-inch device that looked, at first glance, like some kind of oversized curling iron. The handle was sleek and metallic, the head rounded and much too large to do anything with a woman’s hair. It wasn’t until she pressed the button and the head started humming that I realized that it wasn’t any beauty tool. The vibration was unmistakable, it was a wand.

Not the standard vibrator that most people know in the mainstream, it was something, I’d come to learn, that was designed for maximum clitoris or nipple stimulation. Mooligirl brand. I later learned that Olivia and Leilee bonded over these sex toys in the privacy of their apartments and the office thing was a fantasy they shared. This was their first time bringing it to the office and using it there.

Olivia sat on the table with her legs spread, a trimmed red bush which covered parts of her pink labia and wet pussy, and Leilee brought the wand to her clit. I’ve seen my share of porn, along with women nude in locker rooms, but that was my first time seeing a pussy vibrating with a device that large and powerful. It was like the labia came to life the way it shook at such speed.

She moaned and kept her eyes on me. Occasionally she would look at the pendant around my neck. After she came and wet the desk, they switched places, with Leilee sitting on the wet spot, spreading her legs to reveal thick black pubic hair with dark labia and a pink hole. Leilee had a thing for her labia vibrating, that’s where she liked the wand targeting, that’s what got her off quickest.

All together that must have been the fastest ten minutes of my life. Theirs as well. They blushed after their orgasms and were quick to grab paper towels to wipe the table clean, running around naked and barefoot to tidy their work area, and they dressed quickly afterward as well. They kept telling me how intoxicating the experience was, that it was the kinkiest thing they’d ever done by a longshot.

I reminded myself that Olivia and Leilee weren’t acting on a normal impulse. I couldn’t judge them for doing perverse acts in the workplace. They were likely under the influence of the thing hanging around my neck, though they couldn’t have realized it. To them, it was a natural escalation of their sexual chemistry, to me, it was an ongoing scientific discovery.

The next day it escalated even further. I was called into my boss’s office and two other people were there, a man and a woman, both wearing suits, clearly from the federal government. I was told to sit down and listen.

My boss did all the talking, explaining to me what the latest theories were, while I sat there and nodded along, knowing that I was about to go deeper. I wasn’t in a position to argue.

“What happens if you wear nothing but the pendant? How do you think they’ll react?”

“They’d be delighted,” I said. “Trust me.”

“How can you be sure?”

I still remember the look in his eyes and tone in his voice. Roger had already made the decision along with the two government officials in the room. They wanted me naked, and without saying it, they wanted it to happen with Olivia and Leilee, so they could observe this firsthand. They wanted to know if the story was legit.

“We’re in the final stretch,” he said. “It’s almost done. Our friends here would like to witness this. After that, you can return to your normal life. It’ll be a company secret and you’ll be well compensated. For what it’s worth, I appreciate you, I know this can’t be easy.”

An hour later I texted Olivia and Leilee in a group chat to come to the research area. That there was a private place in the lab where we could explore safely, that the place would be empty all day, that they’d have a new fantasy to explore being around all the tech equipment.

What they didn’t know was that my boss and the government officials were in another room with monitoring equipment, including the latest infrared technology, brain wave detection, and heart monitors from scanning. They’d know and see everything.

Olivia and Leilee had never been to that area of the building. Not many have. The Research facilities are the crown jewel of this company because it’s where the latest products are developed. They marveled at what they saw. Computers and prototypes everywhere. I showed them around for a bit. Then I got to the point.

“So, the pendant,” I said. “Both of you seem to really like it.”

They exchanged a quick glance at each other.

“It’s beautiful. It brings out your eyes.”

“Yeah, plus I’d never seen anything like that before. Not in stores, anyway. It glows, almost like it’s alive.”

Olivia shrugged. “Well, maybe not alive. Just… different. When you wear it, it makes me feel… I don’t know… bolder? Like I’m not afraid to take chances. I notice that it gives me confidence. Like putting on a suit makes you feel more professional. Same thing, you know?”

Leilee agreed. “It’s like a permission thing. You look classier when you wear that. It makes everything feel less sleazy. Why are you asking?”

Their honesty made my throat tighten and my body clench. Knowing my boss and government officials are watching, recording this, sent a chill down my spine. It would be stored forever. Olivia and Leilee had no idea what any of this was about.

“Sometimes I wonder if it changes me, too,” I said. “In ways I don’t understand.”

“Would you like to see? Or would you rather end this? It’s cool if you want to stop now. We can go back to being friends, the way it used to be.”

That was my final exit ramp for them. They looked at each other and agreed without hesitation that they’d rather proceed with whatever I was planning. Being just ‘friends’ was no longer the attractive thing. Sexual exploration was the priority and they weren’t leaving until they got it.

At that moment, I thought about telling them my true thoughts, and to be honest, I thought about revealing the government experiment and the stone — even if that resulted in prison time for me. They deserved to hear the truth rather than being spied on without their knowledge.