At 6:30, I was down at the lab, mixing the contents of my vial and our most promising concoction in the wild centrifuge wild, and the elixir was created. I called my semi-steady date, Cheryl, and asked her if she was free that evening. She paused, "Well, Barry, what do you have in mind?" I shook my head. Cheryl was usually sex free if I had tickets to wild a top concert or wild a reservation to a trendy new restaurant where she could sex be seen by the 104 right people. Otherwise, she was usually unavailable. She'd 104 wild let me wild sleep with her twice - seemingly a matter of duty - but basically let me wildsexorgies know that my duties consisted of a good forty-five minutes of slavish wildsexorgies, cunnilingual attention to video her needs, and then she might deign to let me enter her and take care of myself, so long as wild I manipulated her clitoris into another orgasm. You may sex ask why I continued to see her. A fair question sex to be sure. She was stylish, drop dead gorgeous, and had a great body. With her biting wit, she was even wild pretty good company.

When the dessert arrived, it required wild nothing more than an wildsexorgies opinion by me 104 wild that a fellow wild two tables away looked wild just like a video local video rock star to induce her wild to 104 wild turn her head, and the requisite dose of 104 the wild clear video elixir made it onto sex her brulee well before she turned back. She wolfed down the dessert wild and began making the wildsexorgies obligatory 104 wild noises about having a busy morning wild planned wildsexorgies, and I knew wildsexorgies that she had no intention of inviting me 104 wild to wild spend the evening with wild her. I nodded understandingly, and we left the restaurant.

Gratefully, in relief, she ran her wild hand over my chest and down to my belt buckle. With surprising 104 speed 104 wild, she unhooked the belt and the clasp of my pants. Her hands were visibly shaking as she wild yanked the pants and my jockey shorts to my ankles in one quick tug wild. My slumbering soldier peeked wild out.

Wordlessly, she dropped to her knees wild on 104 wild the thick wildsexorgies carpet wild. She wrapped her hand and its impeccably manicured nails around my now 104 wild rising cock. Her face 104 drew to within an inch of the reddening tip wild. Within three or four strokes of her her hand wild, I was rock wild hard, with a dewy drop wild of my jizm beading at the slit at the end.

With a cry of delight, she drew her pursed lips wildsexorgies forward and sucked at the dripping wild cum. I barely resisted the sex urge to laugh out wildsexorgies loud at my triumph. Yes. It works.

I wildsexorgies cupped Cheryl's perfect, high cheekbones and pulled her lips off 104 wild my cock wild. "Lick me honey wild. Lick sex the shaft and my hot balls orgies," I cried.

"Well, babe. Take me deep - as deep as you can."

I watched wildsexorgies transfixed, as she lay back on the carpet, visibly savoring the taste of my residue in her mouth. After a 104 moment, she guiltily looked up at me. She opened her mouth to wildsexorgies speak, and wild I could see her spunk still pooled sex in her mouth wild. "Uh, Barry, that was great, but maybe... well, I guess 104 you should go."

As I bounded down the steps of her building, I pumped my fists into the air. The wildsexorgies potion wild worked. A woman who barely would wild be caught in my company had taken a sex sip of my new sex formulation developed a wildsexorgies craving for man's semen and, to get it, willingly sucked me off like a madwoman. If this didn orgies't make TEI the biggest wild name in consumer products, nothing would. I would be a hero to Dimry and wild that competitive Phyllis video, and even the ice queen herself wildsexorgies, Paula Whitney Bowder, executive extraordinaire, would haveto make her tight ass sex sit up and take notice.

So, it was wild little wonder that I 104 wild walked into the office the wildsexorgies next morning - early, with a wild considerable spring in my step and a shit-eating grin wild on my face. I wildsexorgies stopped by Phyllis' office to wildsexorgies give her orgies some generalized grief of sex the "I 104've got wildsexorgies a secret wildsexorgies that you wildsexorgies know nothing about" variety. Just as I was about to 104 wild barge through her wild closed wildsexorgies door, I heard a moan from wild ins. Softly but audibly wildsexorgies, Phyllis' voice came wild from the other side.

I hung around at the wildsexorgies lab bench wild outside wild her door wild, and sure orgies enough her oral servant wildsexorgies emerged within a few minutes. Damn, it was Big Norm, the company's top salesman wildsexorgies. Norm was wildsexorgies a former Calvin Klein model and as smooth as they come 104 wild. He'd reportedly slept with half video the beautiful women in town, including the mayor's wife and both of the female wild anchorwomen at the local TV stations' news departments. He could have any woman he wanted 104 wild; what in hell was he doing ministering to the needs of our own Phyllis sex. I mean sex, Phyllis was wild attractive enough and all wildsexorgies, but she wasn't the sort of sleek, over wild-made up, and - usually - rich woman he usually 104 wild dated. What in hell was going on here?

Phyllis wild' door sex opened wild and wild she emerged sex with a smile of superiority that surpassed even her own world record standard of arrogance. I just stared at her. She stared back haughtily, capped with a sigh of contentment. Her eyes widened when she realized that I had heard her wild tryst with Norm, then narrowed in alarm.

Double damn. I 104 wild realized what she'd done, and she immediately wildsexorgies sensed my knowledge. You don't slave over a wild lab bench with someone for eighteen months without acquiring a sixth sense about their scientific 104 wild discoveries. With a flip wildsexorgies of 104 wild her head and a wild conspiratorial 104 wild - but still 104 wild superior - wink, she turned and went sex back 104 into her office.

Our little wild game was interrupted by an unexpected call from Jerry Basehart, Dimry's boss wildsexorgies, who announced that Paula Bowder herself wild, the CEO and all wild-round bitch on wild wheels, had sex just popped in wild for one of her wildsexorgies famous surprise visits and wanted to wild see our wild lab for a progress video report wild. Damn again, I had no idea she even knew our project existed.

Bowder was known as a woman of intellectual force and presence beyond wild all wildsexorgies imagining. It had been speculated that she 104 wild had each item in the wild company budget memorized sex, and wild woe be it to the department manager wild who had video extra soft toilet tissue stocked wild in a bathroom where orgies the budget called for a bargain brand sex. She'd graduated at the top of her class at Stanford business school and, at the age of 32, the head of our company and reputedly on her way wild to Chairman 104 of the Board wild of the entire conglomerate.

I couldn't meet Phyllis wild' big brown eyes. "Beats wild me," I muttered, then put on wild a jocular wildsexorgies air, "but it sounds to me like the wild woman had a full bladder 104 wild. You want me to alert the New York Times?" Phyllis wild said nothing wild, but just returned wild to one of the 104 lab stations. I sat at wild another on the far side of the lab.