Clara Edwards, 24F, IT Tech

Clara woke with a groan, sunlight streamed through her window right into her eyes. With that rude awakening, she clambered out of bed clad only in her blue stripe panties. Making her way to the mirror she inspected the ginger mess that was her hair, though it didn't take long to straighten it back out.

"Ready for a productive day at the office?" She grumbled to herself, wiping sleep from her hazel eyes before gently cupping her handful sized breasts. If she was thankful for one thing it was that she'd kept a relatively lithe figure despite not being terribly active.

Taking full advantage of living at home alone she wandered into the kitchen, barefoot and still panty-clad and made herself a bowl of cereal. She only covered up when she sat at her desk, slipping a relatively clean shirt on before booting up her computer. With practised precision Clara opened up various programs, remotely checking on the machines at work and then checking her notifications. Satisfied with no incidents and no meetings planned for the day she got to browsing the web.

"Productive day" Clara chortled to herself as she first checked PornHub for anything tasty, getting a couple of girl on girl videos ready to play when the mood hit just right. But that was just about when she stumbled on an ad in her feed, reposted by a friend she generally considered to be reliable.

'Looking for women interested in furthering scientific theory. Cash bonus for taking part' with the company marketing it listed as 'Biotech'. There was a number for inquiries included, so Clara pulled out her mobile and dialled it in.

After a surprisingly long wait a woman picked up the phone "-ah, oh h-hello. Dr. Everton here...hah-wh-who is calling?" This Dr. Everton sounded like she was running an obstacle course.

"I uh...my name is Clara Edwards. I'm calling about the advert online?" Clara asked, confused but still interested.

"Fu-sorry yes. I'm just seeing an-another client, but I can answer some quick questioonss..."

"There's a cash bonus mentioned. Is there an amount to go along with that?" The redhead asked, picking up on there being more going on but not questioning that at all.

"$200 initially, th-then...then there's another $300 per visit afterwards" $500 just for getting through the first round? That was more than interesting, especially considering she was already employed.

"I see, And I'll be testing what product?"

"I'm really not at liberty to say Clara" Dr. Everton cooed in reply "But if you're available I'll be here until 2pm. Just turn up whenever, I have an open schedule" Clara looked over at her work tab again, not seeing anything pending still. Seems she had an open schedule too.

"Mind if I head over now?"

"Now works"

Hanging up the phone, Clara sat in thought for a moment. She'd almost certainly been on the phone with a woman having some kind of sex, which was delightfully shameless. Biting her lip, she imagined the implications, a woman of some authority, fucking in a lab. The thought alone had her pulling those panties down to her knees, her fingers already rubbing her pussy, slipping between her labia.

"God she sounded hot..." The horny redhead muttered to herself as she got herself off on company time, working herself to a short and dirty climax right at her desk. Grumbling to herself as the fun ended so soon, Clara wiped her chair down, then went for a quick shower.

Still a little hot and bothered even after getting clean, Clara neglected putting any underwear on, instead opting for a baggy hoody and a kneelength skirt. Slipping on a pair of boots she headed down to her car and drove to the given address.