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And so I sighed a cloud of resignation and began to arrange my pipets, bulbs, and vials to my liking. Before long I became immersed in my work, my mind and body smoothly coordinated in the mental and physical exercise of processing results. I had just finished the first series of washes when I was startled by the loud snap-crack of the door's seal and, with a rush of warm air, Paul entered. I was never so confused in my entire life. A thousand questions, reminders, and reprimands competed inside my mind for priority. What's he doing here at THIS hour? I can't believe my luck!! Don't act like you're too pleased to see him! Oh, Christ, he looks fantastic! Be cool, don't scare him off! Is this the chance I've been waiting for? "Hi Paul! Working late?" I managed to emit. Well, at least my surprise was genuine, and maybe the flush on my cheeks could be attributed to the cold. He couldn't have known (could he have?) how intensely I was attracted to him. The sight of him, even his mere presence affected me in a most distractingly physical and emotional way. It was like the girlish crushes I thought I'd left behind in high school, only with a more adult aspect of blatant sexuality. I wanted him -- badly.

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All was quiet. Then, I remembered my "gift" from Scott and checked my pockets. In each was a video tape. I couldn't imagine why Scott would give me a tape, so I put one in the VCR and hit "PLAY." I couldn't believe it! It was a tape of this evening's festivities and I never noticed anyone filming! I wondered what Phil would think if he saw them? I popped the tape out and hid them in my closet. As I stretched my sore body out under the sheets, I resolved to tell Scott no more parties. One-on-one with him, only. I just don't know what I'm going to do if he says "no way, slut."

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I laid down in the center of the room, where the men could see their cum over and in my pussy. Scott untied Gary and he fell on top of me, diving into my cunt. The room burst into cheers as I came and came. At last, Gary dropped his pants and shoved his meat up inside my sloppy cunt. He came in only a few strokes and collapsed on top of me. I rolled Gary off and stood on wobbly legs. Scott wrapped my raincoat around my shoulders, told me to take Saturday off, and said there was a present for me in my pockets. I sat in the car for a few minutes. My thighs and hips and cunt felt like I had just given birth. My mouth and jaw felt like I had spent hours in a dentist's chair. My neck and shoulders and tits were sore and showed teeth marks. I asked myself, "What the hell was I doing?" When I got home, I dressed downstairs and started up to the bedroom.