Sexy

You make it back to the lab, wrapping your skirt around you like a towel. You enter the lab and head straight to a locker with spare clothes.

You open it. Inside is a prostitutes dream wardrobe. There is a red latex catsuit, fishnet stockings, corsets, and lingerie. You finally settle on tight shiny black yoga pants and a corset.

You sit and consider how to stop the horrible products you helped create. Now that you know what the black goo is you need to figure out a way to destroy it.

You sit down and begin trying to figure out a way to destroy the goo. You test numerous chemicals and nothing seems to work. It’s after hours and you are about to leave, when you find a vial of holy water. On an overtired whim you douse the goo with it. It shrivels up, disappearing into a puff of sulfurous smoke.

You slip out of the lab, only to bump into Curtis in the hall.

“Hello, Wendy.”

You admire his muscular body.

He snakes his arm around your waist and pulls you close.

“Leaving without saying goodbye?”

His lips are so close. You lean in and kiss him. He kisses you back, with an intense lust. You pull him inside the lab. He clears the desk, throwing everything to the floor. He slides off the shiny yoga pants and bends you over,

“Fuck me!” You yell.

He enters you, his massive meat stick sliding between your folds.

“Oh.” You moan.

He continues to pound away. You slam a fist into the desk as you feel the edge of climax approach.

He grabs you by the shoulders with large strong hands, pulling to bury his cock deeper into you.

You scream as you cum, your legs quivering.

Curtiss grins at you. “I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

He offers you a hand. You pull up your yoga pants and begin walking with him toward the exit.

As you drive home, you worry you are getting seriously addicted to Curtis’s cock. You pull into your driveway. There are about a half dozen cars here already. You wonder what Renna is up to.