shizzz
That one guy
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- Feb 22, 2008
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Nathan felt his groin begin to stir. He was thankful that the boxers he wore were the athletic kind that did a little restraining. But since he had shown her what to do, and knew it wasn’t really necessary he had stopped to watch her.
Watching her shorts slowly slide off her ass had been unbelievably erotic, that slow exposure of her round rump, seeing the tiny thong disappear into her plump ass cheeks, then watching this shorts slip over her toned slender thighs. It was amazing.
Then she had proceeded with the cleaning, and as she scrubbed he could see her booty jiggle and as she rubbed her arms down he could even see the sides of her breasts as their fullness forced them to swell out past the line of her ribs.
He could only imagine what it was like for the observation room when she went about cleaning her chest
There wasn’t a boys shorts without a tent in the observation deck. And the few girls that were there were either jealous, or growing wet themselves. This knockout was rubbing the wipes over her arms and shoulders, the act squished her tits this way and that. Either sending them billowing one way, or mashing them together to form a gorgeous amount of cleavage.
And when she actually went to clean her tits, her nipples grew stiff and hard, her breasts glistened as they spilled out of her hands.
It was unreal.
Nathan stepped up to her
“You’ve got some dirt on your back from when you fell” he said as he took a wipe and began to clean her back. His eyes staring down at the swell of her ass jiggling as he pressed the wipe firmly against her skin and began to rub. Which if course, sent her tits to wiggling and jiggling for the observation deck.
He bit his lip in order to stop himself from groaning as he eyed her. Hell he had to stop before he came in his boxers!!
“Ok. That’s good. Here are the scrubs.” ,he said as he handed her a pack. Inside the pack was a shirt and pair of pants. They were made out of a material that looked like the stuff you make fake spider webs for Halloween decorations. Really it was spun polymer threads meant to keep fibers from clothing rubbing off and floating in the air. The plastic fibers were tough and flexible, so they didn’t shed. He had of course given her a “small” thinking how good she would look. The material itself was white, but the thinner you spread it, the more clear it looked. It was gonna be stretched tight
He pulled his own on quickly and used a wipe on the phone to clean it.
“Follow me,” he said after a minute. He was still playing the ‘polite’ card by looking away, knowing full well this was all being recorded.
He led her into the lab. Small tools on the wall, all stainless steel or metal, bench top and work space. No shedding and easily cleaned. They even had a little glove box, Which was essentially a plastic box with 2 sets of gloves that were attached by holes and the gloves were inside the box, a pair on either side, that let you reach in and work.
He opened a door on the glove box and put the phone in and a set of tools. When he placed the phone in he hooked the phone up to a wire that ran through a panel in the box to a computer. He closed the box and started the computer.
“Alright. You never answered earlier. Have you used the phone to take pictures and videos you wouldn’t want floating around the internet”, he asked as he turned to her, swallowing hard at the sight of her. He lost his train of thought for a second.
“Because when you delete something, the processor just marks that spot as a place that can be written over. It doesn’t mean it has been. It’s a way the processor stays efficient. If it hasn’t needed that space for storage. If it hasn’t overwritten that big of memory, the picture is still there” then he gestured to the box.
“Put your arms in” he gestured at the glove box
These gloves sucked. The material was like rubber and people always got stuck. You had to wear sleeve guards, basically like socks for your arms so you wouldn’t get stuck. She didn’t have them on, she was gonna get stuck
“Reach in and unlock your phone with your pass code then I’ll hop in”
Watching her shorts slowly slide off her ass had been unbelievably erotic, that slow exposure of her round rump, seeing the tiny thong disappear into her plump ass cheeks, then watching this shorts slip over her toned slender thighs. It was amazing.
Then she had proceeded with the cleaning, and as she scrubbed he could see her booty jiggle and as she rubbed her arms down he could even see the sides of her breasts as their fullness forced them to swell out past the line of her ribs.
He could only imagine what it was like for the observation room when she went about cleaning her chest
There wasn’t a boys shorts without a tent in the observation deck. And the few girls that were there were either jealous, or growing wet themselves. This knockout was rubbing the wipes over her arms and shoulders, the act squished her tits this way and that. Either sending them billowing one way, or mashing them together to form a gorgeous amount of cleavage.
And when she actually went to clean her tits, her nipples grew stiff and hard, her breasts glistened as they spilled out of her hands.
It was unreal.
Nathan stepped up to her
“You’ve got some dirt on your back from when you fell” he said as he took a wipe and began to clean her back. His eyes staring down at the swell of her ass jiggling as he pressed the wipe firmly against her skin and began to rub. Which if course, sent her tits to wiggling and jiggling for the observation deck.
He bit his lip in order to stop himself from groaning as he eyed her. Hell he had to stop before he came in his boxers!!
“Ok. That’s good. Here are the scrubs.” ,he said as he handed her a pack. Inside the pack was a shirt and pair of pants. They were made out of a material that looked like the stuff you make fake spider webs for Halloween decorations. Really it was spun polymer threads meant to keep fibers from clothing rubbing off and floating in the air. The plastic fibers were tough and flexible, so they didn’t shed. He had of course given her a “small” thinking how good she would look. The material itself was white, but the thinner you spread it, the more clear it looked. It was gonna be stretched tight
He pulled his own on quickly and used a wipe on the phone to clean it.
“Follow me,” he said after a minute. He was still playing the ‘polite’ card by looking away, knowing full well this was all being recorded.
He led her into the lab. Small tools on the wall, all stainless steel or metal, bench top and work space. No shedding and easily cleaned. They even had a little glove box, Which was essentially a plastic box with 2 sets of gloves that were attached by holes and the gloves were inside the box, a pair on either side, that let you reach in and work.
He opened a door on the glove box and put the phone in and a set of tools. When he placed the phone in he hooked the phone up to a wire that ran through a panel in the box to a computer. He closed the box and started the computer.
“Alright. You never answered earlier. Have you used the phone to take pictures and videos you wouldn’t want floating around the internet”, he asked as he turned to her, swallowing hard at the sight of her. He lost his train of thought for a second.
“Because when you delete something, the processor just marks that spot as a place that can be written over. It doesn’t mean it has been. It’s a way the processor stays efficient. If it hasn’t needed that space for storage. If it hasn’t overwritten that big of memory, the picture is still there” then he gestured to the box.
“Put your arms in” he gestured at the glove box
These gloves sucked. The material was like rubber and people always got stuck. You had to wear sleeve guards, basically like socks for your arms so you wouldn’t get stuck. She didn’t have them on, she was gonna get stuck
“Reach in and unlock your phone with your pass code then I’ll hop in”
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