Chapter 3

But instead, I stuck with the plan, and I bent down to untie my shoes. They stood silent as I stepped out of my shoes, removed my socks to get barefoot on the hard floor, then pants, then top. I was in my undergarments and their eyes lusted after me and the pendant hanging around my neck. A moment later, I was totally naked, nipples erect, clean shaven, and their eyes went back and forth between the pendant and my bare body.

I wondered what Roger was thinking. He wasn’t just my boss, but a mentor. He guided my career ever since I started working here, but I couldn’t care less about the government agents. Olivia and Leilee, however, were drooling at the sight of me. I stood there, twiddling my thumbs and nervously wiggling my toes on the hard floor.

Olivia broke the silence. “God, I didn’t think you’d actually do it.”

“Honestly, that pendant makes you glow,” Leilee added. “It’s the weirdest thing. So glad you’re wearing it while naked. Never thought I’d see this. So fucking sexy.”

“You can do whatever you want. I won’t stop you.”

Believe me, standing there naked for everyone wasn’t easy by any means, but I was doing my job, and I was genuinely curious where this would lead, and I was horny like never before. Above all else, I had no idea what to expect. Olivia and Leilee, from all indications, were in a romantic relationship with each other. It seemed like a serious thing between them. Could they possibly bring me in?

They glanced at each other and hesitated. Frozen for a moment. Then without speaking they approached me. Olivia kissed me on the cheek and then lips, while Leilee got on her knees to kiss my thighs. It was my first time kissing a girl and having a girl kiss me down there. I was in a fiery frenzy. Red heat.

I let them guide me to a nearby table in the center of the room and they had me lay on it. For almost half an hour, I was theirs. They got barefoot and undressed. They got to relax because they believed they had complete privacy. There were no jittery nerves like in the open office area.

During that period they got to explore their innermost desires in terms of workplace sex. They’d get between my legs and eat me out. Looking inside first, then devouring. They kissed me on the face and mouth, even tongue swapping with each other to share my juices. The kisses were tender but the licking was sloppy. All I did was lay there while their mouths were starving to suck and give pleasure. That was when I knew the stone had some kind of influence on people, because the euphoria between us didn’t feel real.

That was the highlight of my sexual life. I had multiple orgasms and cumming never felt so easy. There weren’t any mental roadblocks despite being recorded, it was bliss.

It ended with Leilee climbing on the table and sitting gently on my face. She apologized for not shaving beforehand — my fault for not giving prior notice — and her black pubic hair tickled my nose and chin. I got a close-up view of her dark labia and pink pussy. She rubbed herself with reckless abandon while her lover Olivia was rubbing her dark nipples to stimulate her even more.

For the sake of the experiment I kept my mouth open. Or maybe it was the stone which demanded a taste of this unholy offering. In my head, I could imagine my boss and the federal agents, pleading with me to finish this, to see this through until the very end. And I did. Leilee squirted and I squeezed my eyes shut as it wet my mouth, tongue, and face. I nearly choked and gagged but held firm. My first time tasting another woman’s fluid and it was a waterfall.

After her orgasm, more fluids leaked and she moaned. You can guess what she was doing. But she closed her eyes and moaned, having an orgasm in the process of relief. The taste, I’ll never forget it.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Those were Leilee’s pleading cries as she was cumming and the things afterward. She was extremely apologetic over squirting in my mouth. The impression I got was that it was new territory for her. An unexplored depth of her sexuality. She’d sat on a face before but never made such a mess. Had the pendant brought that out of her?

Gulping it down wasn’t easy but I did it and it aroused me.

“It’s okay,” I said. “We… can clean this… I can clean this.”

Leilee got off the table and she was trembling on the verge of tears with Olivia helping her stand. They held hands and looked each other in the eyes. Then the naked lovers hugged tight with a combination of our wetness between them. The mental image of them remains powerful, even to this day. A white Irish girl and a Pakistani, that skin contrast, meshing their breasts together.

“Shhh… it’s okay,” Olivia said. “You’re fine. We’re fine.”

Leilee buried her face against Olivia’s shoulder. “I didn’t mean to… I couldn’t stop…”

At that moment I wanted to tell them everything. I wanted to be a friend, to comfort them in the haze of a surreal orgasm, but I couldn’t. They wouldn’t believe me.

When they got dressed, I told them to leave the wetness on the table, that I’d clean everything myself. That it was the least I could do for making me cum a few times in one session. They were dressed while I remained naked, and they thanked me profusely for the unforgettable time, and for cleaning the wet mess.

After they left to return to work, a side door opened and Roger and the two government officials entered the lab. I stood naked, having nothing left to hide, and the officials wasted no time taking cotton swabs from my mouth and checking my vital signs with their equipment. They were more interested in the fluid samples. All the wetness on the table was collected. They took the pendant from my neck and placed it inside a sealed container.

I stare at the woman and she’s staring back at me with cold eyes. She doesn’t judge, she doesn’t flinch, she just sits there and listens while this is being recorded. As crazy as this story is, she believes every word I’ve spoken. Nothing has surprised her.

“Did you enjoy the overall experience?” she asks. “To experience those things is a dream for many people. Some would consider you lucky.”

“It’s not something a person can easily forget.”

“And after this? Do you plan on returning to your research job?”

“I’m not going to tell anyone, if that’s what you’re worried about. I can keep secrets.”

“Hmm… interesting. One more thing before we let you go, if that’s okay?”

She taps the table with her fingertip. “Come inside.”

The door opens and other people enter the room. My boss, then the CEO of the company, and a few other people who I’m certain are government researchers based on the way they’re dressed and how they carry themselves in a booksmart way. I’m also certain that my cheeks are turning red because of how humiliating this is.

She unbuttons the top of her blouse and opens it wide enough so her white bra is showing. Hanging from her neck is the same pendant that I’d worn, with the piece of cosmic meteorite still inside. She opens her blouse further until her stomach is showing and her bra is fully exposed.

“Look familiar?” she asks.

“Would you say your reputation is important at work?”

“It means everything. It’s what I’ve worked my entire life for.”

She lifts her white bra, her heavy breasts hang free while the bra now sits on top of her chest. Her large pink nipples are erect and she doesn’t flinch while exposing herself in a room full of people. I can only assume it’s a different level of professionalism she’s exhibiting. She’ll get the job done, no matter what.

Then she scoots her chair back and pulls the hem of her skirt to reveal a bare pussy. She was never wearing panties this entire time. With her legs open, she’s looking at me, her gaze cold, the pendant around her neck seems to shine, matching the wet glaze of her pussy.

“Come here and lick. Be bold. Make it dirty.”

Being watched like this makes my skin tingle from the utter embarrassment. I can’t bring myself to look at the people in the room. At any other moment I’d be mortified beyond belief, but for some reason her words resonate. And this is part of my job, after all, and part of the security documents I’d signed.

I can feel the eyes in the room judging my every reaction. Standing up, I straighten my outfit, trying to maintain the last shred of dignity I have left, and I approach the woman. When I’m in front of her, nothing on her face changes. She’s still serious and cold. Her nipples remain erect and she uses her finger to gesture me to kneel.

When her pussy is in front of my face, she doesn’t say anything. I can tell she’s assessing me rather than using me for a free lick. The aroma of her pussy grows, her nipples are impossible to ignore, and the pendant around her neck is a constant presence.

That’s when I devour her cunt and I can hear the people in the background start to chatter. They whisper to each other. Wondering how a mild-mannered person like me could do such a dirty thing on command. As I’m sucking the woman’s thick labia and swollen clitoris, my tongue going deep inside the pussy, I reach up and squeeze her breasts and hard nipples, then I rub the center of her chest where the pendant is.

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