Experimental Candy

Driving back home Drew pinched his eyebrows ignoring the gleam of sweat on his face, i don't get it. If the girls didn't eat the prototypes and Sharon didn't take them to work then where did the entire batch go? First the original batch yesterday with the concentrated dose now these ones this morning. Could someone be trying to steal his invention? Drew nervously peered threw his mirror back at Stacy, his wife's secretary to see her pop a candy in her mouth from a pile in her hand and he instinctively slammed the breaks. "Don't swallow that!"

Stacy purred and looked into his eyes threw the mirror, "Boy, you don't tell a gal what she can and can't swallow."

Drew turned around and noticed the swell in her chest compared to earlier in the drive, "Those aren't candies those are...my personal project. Where did you get those?"

"Your wife gave them out for the cheaty Friday potluck."

Drew's eyes widened. His wife said yesterday she found her treats for the team's sweet treat day but never assumed she would mistake his experiment for candy! That means as they spoke an entire restaurant was eating his concentrated dose. He had to get back and stop them before the place became some sort of twisted bimbo orgy! "If you made these Mr. Hunt then you are amazing! I've tried to stay on my diet but i've been eating these like popcorn. You know? Your wife and I are close, we are both in our young twenties and like to gossip. I was skeptical with her marrying an older guy, with her rising through management so quickly she can take care of herself."

Drew took his glance away from her hypnotic eyes and loudly gasped at her body. Her youthful face looked photoshopped to be a queen of models, and before though she was a petite girl her flat frame and lack of exercise made her a bit bland. Her shoulder length blonde hair and expert makeup generally made her a sight to see. But now before him was the sexiest girl he had ever seen! "Not to mention you have a daughter our age haha. Can you say baggage?" Her tits were a D cup and looked immense on her frail frame, her shirt now exposing her midriff of a perfectly toned and super thin girl, her hips widening to match her shoulders and tiny but toned legs shone proudly with her denim short shorts. "Girls like us are full of energy, athletic, we never stop." The girls cleavage was huge, pert and perfect. Her hips were a tease, boasting a bubble butt was held hidden by the seat below her. What was perfect shoulder length blonde hair was now down to her belly button. "Girls like us are in heat. We need our man to be able to go all night if the mood strikes, we are insatiable, hungry!" After a long crude look at her delicious frame Drew's eyes finally met her husky pupils, "So are you that man?" Stacy twirled her hair while waiting for an answer.