Quarantine

“Feeling the burn?” Dr Elliot’s voice rings out from behind me. I arch my eyebrow, even though I’m facing the wall. “Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” I say. I am a serious adult scientist dealing with a life-threatening emergency and the slightest misstep could ruin lives and careers, yet I am acutely aware that I am now naked in a room with a young woman who is also naked. It’s amazing, the way our brains work. “Are you looking at my butt?” “Yeah.” “Seriously?” “Hurry the hell up.”

Jenna

“I’ll suck your dick, Mr Tucker.” In a flash, her blank disinterest was gone, replaced with an intense and sexy stare that warped gravity, that darkened everything else in the room. She took another step closer, shrugging out of her jacket, draping it over a rack, each movement precise and calculated to excite.