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Chapter 8 by anonenffan anonenffan

Who's visiting Mackenzie?

Her coworkers

[Originally by lolwritingcom at writing.com]

In the doorway appeared four of the people Mackenzie least wanted to see right now- or, more properly, least wanted to see her right now: her coworkers Jeff, Patrick, Anne, and Sophie.

"Hey, I thought I heard Mackenzie's voice!" said Patrick happily, smiling.

"Ohmygosh! What a coincidence!" Sophie said shrilly. "We're so sorry we had to make you change rooms- that front desk lady is so incompetent, don't you think?"

Mackenzie fidgeted uncomfortably, to the extent she could fidget while being sucked into place. "I, uh, yeah, I guess so. Yeah, pretty weird, huh?" Her arms were still laying along the sides of the hot tub as if she were relaxing. They were probably stuck that way, too! If she slipped them into the water to cover herself, like her embarrassment was begging her to do, they would know something was going on. It felt strange and awkward to be lying there naked within eyesight of four people she worked with, even if they didn't know it. She couldn't believe that the only protection her naked body had from them was bubbles- which if they looked closely, she was pretty certain they could see through! The feeling of the water jets on her bare skin, which had been pleasant and soothing only a minute ago, were now almost painful, reminding her of her lack of clothing.

Mackenzie peeked subconsciously at her pile of clothing by the door. Her underwear was clearly visible on top of it. All they had to do was glance in that direction and they would surely figure it all out.

"Well hey, as long as you're here we'll join you out on the deck! Won't we, guys?" Jeff asked the group.

"Of course we will!" Sophie chimed in excitedly. "Mackenzie, let us know where your new room is, okay? We'll hang out the whole time we're here!"

"Come on, Sophie," said Patrick, taking a seat on the side of the hot tub next to the controls, far too close for Mackenzie's liking, "she came here to relax, like she's doing now."

"Mackenzie, we'll do as much or as little with you as you want" Anne offered, "but I hope you do some fun things with us, I know you're more adventurous than you look!"

This was not looking good at all. Mackenzie felt helpless. There had to be something she could do! As hard as it was to act casual when the water jet stimulating her pussy lips was making her more turned on all the time, she had to get them out quick. But how could she possibly do that?

How does Mackenzie get rid of her intruders?

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