1. Measuring Up: Fourth And Final Part


    Date: 10/6/2017, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Alexandra_A, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    morning. In the shower.' This time, my smile was natural. 'Again, a bit more information than required, but thank you.' I set the clipboard down. 'O... As a stimulus, I'm going to show you a short film. It is erotic in nature. At its conclusion, I'm going to measure your response to the stimulus. Do you understand?' 'You're going to show me a dirty film and then measure my dick?' His robe already displayed an unsightly bulge. 'Yes. I suppose I am. Are you happy with that?' He nodded though looked suddenly thoughtful. 'Is your lack of underwear part of the stimulus?' Was it so obvious? The room suddenly became even warmer. I bought myself a few moments to think. 'Sorry?' He gazed at me as if I were naked. The moments were useless: thought was impossible. 'Is the fact you are bare beneath your smock relevant in any way?' Both for its own sake and as a homophone, 'bare' conjured up images of Geoff and Pam. His cock in her arse. His cock in her mouth. The self-same cock I had fellated in this self-same room. I retrieved the clipboard, hugged it to my breasts and stammered. 'Er, no. Not at all. Think of me as, er, simply part of the furniture.' He snorted. 'Naked furniture?' Another though gentler snort. 'I'll try, but it's going to be hard.' I ignored his smiling innuendo. 'Are you ready?' 'Yeah. Fire away.' After stepping back out of his eye-line, I pressed the remote and the screen slowly lowered. It was all part of the process, added immeasurably to the anticipation. At ...
    least, that was the theory. Lights dimmed. Darkness. The thought of what was to follow made me dizzy with desire. A trickle tickled my inner thigh. I reached down, lifted my uniform and swept it up, brought it to my mouth and destroyed the liquid evidence of my arousal. Unsurprisingly, it didn't help at all. Fuck. Fuck me. Fuck me rigid. If I'd touched myself again, I would have climaxed. Knees shaking, heart thudding, I clicked the remote once more and the movie began to play. The blonde in the geeky glasses chewed her lip then started to strip. The black dress simply fell from her and she stepped out of it. She was young, slim, but deliciously curvy. Her black underwear was decadently delicate. The bra was next to go. Its removal was classic burlesque. Unfastened straps flapping, she clasped the cups to her bosom and caressed the hidden heavenly hemispheres, while her eyes asked the inevitable questions. Shall I? Shan't I? As the teasing garment was tossed away, the subject's chair began to rock and hoarse expletives filled the air. 'Fucking hell! Fuck me! Fucking gorgeous tits!' So immersed in the stimulus was he, that I believed he had forgotten I was even there. The heels were precariously high. The black hold-ups added inexplicable allure. When she finally lowered her knickers to display the most beautiful shaved pussy, the subject hissed some more. 'Oh, fuck! Oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck...' Sinking to her knees before the rock hard cock that now filled almost half the ...
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