The Device

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Harold Lieter sat staring at his computer monitor. He had been sitting staring at it for nearly five minutes now as it flashed its message to him. The reason he was still there was that he couldn't believe it. They had done it! Harold and his small research team had been funded by the Government ... well, the military as well if he were honest with himself, after Lieter had brought his plans for the device to the Government nearly three years ago. At the time he had been sure his tech would work, and had convinced the doubters in the meeting that it could be made. However over the years his own doubt had started to eat into his self confidence, but now, with the help of his team, the final theory test had been completed with 100% confirmation that the device would indeed do as he had originally planned it to do.

He stood and walked over to the small testing station in the lab. No one else was in yet, he had been working all night to finish the final test before they could risk trying it out on a human subject. With hands sunk into his lab coat pockets the 47 year old scientist allowed himself to relax, and smile as he looked down on what was his lifetimes work. Its uses were many, but he doubted it would be used for more than a few of them. Invisibility. To make a man totally invisible to the naked eye, to electronic surveillance, to scanners and sensors had been at the top of the worlds intelligence agencies to do list for decades. Now he had a working device which when placed in contact with a living being could, at the press of a button, literally do all those things. The power it finally struck home, what someone, some organisation would do for this .... well, murder would the least of it. Fear reared its head. That he had created a monster here, but no, he wasn't responsible for how the device was used was he? Of course not.

All that needed to be done now was for the device to be placed in its operation unit, a modified wrist watch, which would held disguise it and keep it handy for use. Harold could hardly wait for his partner in the project, a woman he admire greatly, to arrive for her days work so he could show her the final working device which had taken years of their lives.
 
Thirty-six-year-old Doctor Maria DiVenezio was her usual five-minutes early, the scrape of the front lab door announcing her presence before her footsteps were actually audible. The curvy brunette dropped her purse on her desk and glanced at a few sticky notes that hadn't been there when she left, then headed for the main lab and grabbed her lab coat on the way to cover up her slightly out of character clothes before any of the mostly-male lab she worked with saw her and wondered why she was dressed so nicely.

Maria wasn't normally a woman who would wear a clinging silk blouse to a science lab, but she had found the sea-blue shirt this morning and couldn't resist. The fitted pencil skirt just seemed to go with it and she had gone on from there. Her heels were shoes she hadn't worn since she'd put on this outfit at her sister's wedding reception, strappy black sandals that had no business in a lab, but Maria had just shrugged and put them on anyway. At least the lab coat would hide some of her inappropriate attire from the rest of the group. She had to admit, though, she looked damn good! The door swung open to put her almost face-to-face with a smiling Harold Lieter, beaming down at his pet project like a happy parent. For a moment she hesitated about disturbing whatever little moment he was having, but the door was already in motion. Too late now. She quickly tossed her lab coat around her shoulders as she strode into the room, fumbling a little to get her arms in the sleeves. She knew Harold well enough that a few quiet jokes about having a date wouldn't bother her that much, and, well, he was a good-looking guy for forty-seven, so what did she care if he had a reason to notice her for a change? With such thoughts in mind, she decided not to button the heavy cotton around herself.

"Am I interrupting something private?" she teased lightly as she walked towards him, heels clicking on the linoleum floor.
 
For a moment Harold didn't notice Maria presence, even after she had spoken, so focused was he on the device, but finally the combination of her subtle perfume and the way her shadow blocked out a little of the light registered in his mind and he turned toward her with a goofy smile on his face.

"Maria! It worked!" He stated as he took her by the shoulders and steered her to the chair before the work station he had been using all night.

The flashing green alert that all tests had been completed with a 100% possibility of confirmed invisibility was front and centre of the screen, Harold had not bothered to move past that point so happy was he that his baby, as the staff called it, had passed inspection.

"See, see, right there. It passed all the tests those busy bodies from the Agency ... whichever one it was, I can't recall, needed it to do for them. Its finally ready for human trials." He sighed as he shook his head happily, almost in a mist of pleasure.

His head was right next to Maria's and her perfume was intoxicating, also he realised his attention was being drawn down to the slopes of her cleavage which seemed on display more than usual. Was that a new shirt she was wearing? He was a scientist and so science was his first love, but he was also a human male, and he still had a pulse, and so occasionally he had thoughts not connected with science, well, ok, biology, but not science as he would deem it. And when those thoughts occurred they mostly centred around Maria DiVenezio. They had worked together since the project began, worked closely, even had an odd coffee break together which was about as far as Harold's nerves would let him go where asking Maria out was concerned. But still, she was an extraordinary woman, smart, beautiful, funny on occasion, and she had curves, that as far as Dr. Harold Lieter was concerned were all in the right places for him.

"Um, I like your shirt." He offered concentrating so he didn't do his usual stammering when complimenting her.
 
Maria's first response to Harold's remark was to ask 'what worked', because their device had been 'working' in the simplest sense for months now, but she abruptly realized that he meant their device had worked more completely than before, and she was shocked enough to just let him push her closer to the work station. She sat down where he had been before and slowly smiled, closing the flashing alert so she could read the details of the test results.

"We have that watch-thing somewhere, right?" she asked when he reminded her that yes, there was a next step, the completion of this list of little green progress bars was not their actual goal. "I don't care if the others aren't here yet, they'll understand why we were excited." She glanced at the clock and smiled. "If we're lucky we can surprise them."

She glanced down when her shirt was mentioned and chuckled, not quite realizing what angle he had with the button-front shirt's neckline from where he was. It's not like the button at her bosom wasn't buttoned or anything. "I don't normally wear silk to work, but it grabbed me this morning and wouldn't let me put on anything else. I was going to hide it with a lab coat before everyone got here, but you distracted me."

Looking back at the screen, she checked for anything that would tell her not to test the device on the spot, but nothing caught her eye. "Hell, let's go for it," she said and hit the "disconnect" button on the user interface to shut down the active connections. They would still have to be manually unplugged, of course. She turned her head, barely missing his cheek, grinning just as widely as he had been a moment before. "Go get the watch, I'll disconnect the leads."
 
Harold bussled off to the equipment locker and located the watch. Although in the strictest sense it really wasn't a watch, well not yet. It had been designed to house the device one it was functional. Sort of camoflaging it in plain sight. It would tell the time as well once powered by the device itself. Unpacking it from its container, Leiter walked back to where Maria was bending over the device, disconnecting it from the leads of the computer and testing station. His eyes went to the curve of her butt as she bent a little further to struggle with a stuck lead, the lab coat going tight over her curves. A small sigh escapped his lips and he shook his head trying to get back into business mode.

"Here we go." He said cheerfully as he stopped next to his research partner and placed the watch on the desk.

The entire central section of the watch was empty leaving just the casing which would house the device. Once in place the device itself had a digital display screen which, as well as telling accurate time and date, would also allow the wearer to activate the invisibilty control. One button, which had no other purpose although it was labeled as a back light so the wearer could read the time in the dark, needed tapping twice and then held down. Once done the device would cause the wear to become invisible for a certain length of time. At the moment they had managed to get that cut off time up to thirty minutes. Once activated a timer on the watch would begin counting down and unless the user deactivated the device before the end of the 30 minutes, it would automatically turn itself off at that time as its power ran out. At that point it would begin to recharge and not be available again for use for roughly an hour.

The potential was enormous, for clandestine undercover operations, soldiers on a battlefield, Police officers conduction a hostage rescue or similar activities. It also had a lot of potential for fun. Harold smiled to himself as he remembered some of the almost juvenile ideas that had occured to him as he created the science behind the idea. Breaking into changing rooms and watching women undress had been on the list which just showed how limited his imaginating had got he thought with a sigh. He suddenly became aware of his rather crumbled appearence next to Maria's glamourous clothes. He also realised he probably needed a shower.

"Um, if your ok for a minute I just want to go take a quick shower and change." He said to Maria. "I've been wearing these clothes for nearly 48 hours now." With a smile of apology Lieter scampered off to the facilites locker rooms. At least at this early hours he would have the place to himself.
 
The leads had been connected for so long that it took Maria longer than she'd anticipated to unplug them. One had been taped with electrical tape, and she had a few choice words for whatever idiot had decided that, as the wires now sported a healthy layer of stickum that was happy to swing around and stick to everything from her clothes to other wires. Finally Maria stuck the trailing wire to the underside of the device and things went more smoothly from then on.

She nearly jumped when Harold's voice spoke from next to her, she hadn't heard him come back. "Oh, excellent. For a moment I was worried it would be buried under three years worth of research equipment that would take nearly as long to dig through." Maria turned towards him, wires hanging from their tiny device like spider legs. She unstuck the sticky wire and snapped it into place at the bottom of the watch housing, sighing in relief when the lights blinked on. "It's looking good so far," she breathed, whispering as if saying it louder might tempt Fate a bit too much.

So focused on their toy, Maria didn't process his comment about showering at first. She had to mentally replay the words. "Oh, of course, Harold. Though if you think I'm going to wait for you, you're a fool." Feeling a little childish at pointing out the obvious, she stuck out her tongue, hoping it made her comment seem more jovial. She hardly had to explain to Lieter how excited she was, he had to be equally so. "I promise I won't blow it up while you shower," she teased in the direction of his quickly retreating back.

Showering... Maria's body tingled as it remembered her fantasy early on in the project. She'd had a very limited view of what she would do with it... she imagined wearing it into the mens locker room, playing pranks on her naked coworkers and teasing their bodies with invisible hands. The fantasy had hung around for the better part of a week, making her flush with heat whenever she met her male coworkers' eyes, until she had finally lain in bed and teased herself with a vibrator while imagining herself in the locker room. The teasing had led to a spectacularly explosive orgasm which didn't sate her appetite for the fantasy in any way. So after everyone had left the next day, she snuck into the mens locker room and played with herself in the shower until she came, hard.

Focusing back on the moment, Maria found her hands holding the device shaking. It's ready for testing. I could actually do it, she realized. She looked at the door Harold had disappeared through, then at the clock. Even if I use the full half hour I doubt I'd get caught. Carl might be in that early, but he wouldn't catch on if I left quickly. No one would know but me... and Harold. Maria almost feverishly began connecting wires. Sure, it was childish and immature, but the idea had her baser instincts kicking in. I could even just watch, she told herself. Then even Harold wouldn't realize. Promising herself she'd leave it at that, she gently folded wires away under the core, then clicked the cover shut. It looked enough like a digital watch to fool most anyone. Maria glanced around once more, feeling guilty already, then clasped the watch around her wrist.

Here goes nothing. She pressed the 'light' button gently once, twice, and then held onto it as she counted three seconds. Nothing seemed to happen. She released the button with a heavy sigh. When she groaned, letting her hands flop to her sides, however, she saw a reflection in the computer monitor... or rather, she didn't see a reflection. It was working. "We did it!" she cried aloud, wishing she could share this moment with someone else. Of course she'd been too keen to get this running to think of that before, but her mind told her that there was a way she could share the revelation with Harold.

We need a decent mirror in here, immediately, she realized, wishing she could check in front of a more reflective device than the monitor. She took off her lab coat, curious, and found that once it wasn't within a certain sensible range of her body, it was visible. She tossed it over the back of the computer chair, then promptly headed for the men's locker room. It was too good to pass up the chance.
 
Once out of Maria's presense, the labs doors closed firmly behind him, Harold breathed a little easier. He always felt a little tense around the woman for some reason. Not a bad tense, more a sense of need, that he wanted to say things to her, but was to nervous of rejection. After all he was hardly Brad Pitt. Ok, yes, he kept himself in fairly good shape, but he would be the first to admit he wouldn't win an award for most handsome guy at the base, and his dress sense left a little to be desired. But then he had never really cared about such things. He tried to strive for the future, to invent such devices that would propel the human race to a glorious destiny, where in that did it matter if he wore the latest fashions? Still, it annoyed him sometimes when a saw a young handsome soldier walk by and glance at Maria, or his imagination invented situations where he was convinced she was admiring some other researcher, or any man in the facility other than him.

With a sigh he entered the empty locker rooms, found his locker, opened it and began to undress. he always kept a change of clothing as he regularly pulled all nighters. He stripped naked, stretched, feeling his back aching from to much sitting, and padded bare foot to the shower room. It was large, clean, and open, similar to those he remembered when he was in school. No need to be self conscious when you were in an all mens locker room, right? That was how the military looked at it, and as this was a military research facility the scientists had to abide by their rules. So no private shower for Harold, but he doubted he would be bothered this early in the morning. He sighed in pleasure as the warm water jetted over him as he turned the shower on and closed his eyes.
 
Maria approached the men's locker room door quietly, kicking off her high heels in annoyance so she could pad barefoot in near silence. Once off her feet the black shoes became visible again, heading toward the wall and piling in a heap that no doubt some early riser would look askance at later on. She leaned in and listened at the door, wishing she could hear anything to give her a clue where Harold was in the room.

The squeak of a pipe and the swish as water began to spray forth gave Maria her clue, and she quickly pushed through the door, wincing at the quiet creak that the hinges made. Realizing it gave away her presence, she grabbed the inside handle and pulled it shut, hanging on until the momentum had drained and the door hung silently still once more.

Then she turned around and her eyes widened. Harold was under the fall of water, eyes closed, completely naked. Of course he's naked, you idiot, Maria told herself. You knew he was taking a shower, that's why you came in! To abuse the power this device offered! You needed to take advantage of something, or someone! The guilt that had been stalking her since the thought occurred to her pounced and weighed her down heavily. She knew she ought to turn around, leave, and then apologize to Harold later. But she couldn't. The whole point was to prove that a human test subject was invisible to detection. How better to prove it than by peeping on someone in a private moment?

She knew she was making up excuses. She even knew she was going to feel bad about this later. But having tasted forbidden power, she wanted to make the most of it. Or at the very least, get closer and take a good long look at her research partner. So she slowly moved closer to the showers, heading for the empty area next to Harold where she could look her fill. And that's all, she told herself firmly. I'm going to look, then I'm going to leave and call it a successful test. He doesn't need to know I'm here. Maria approached, skirting around the water that might leave her with wet footprints later, and for but the tiniest hint of her perfume blown by the central air, she was a complete ghost.
 
Harold began to hum to himself as he let the water wash over him. He felt his muscles relaxing and a smile spread over his face. A brief wash of cold air made him shiver and he turned quickly, thinking someone had walked in, but the door was closed. Shrugging he lathered up a sponge and began to scrub and rub his body. He was very methodical, getting into ever nook and cranny . The he poured some shampoo into his hands and rubbed them briskly together before bringing them to his scalp. He closed his eyes as his fingers massaged his head and hair, his soapy body still being caressed by the jet of warm water. As his mind relaxed he began to think of Maria, as he usually did when showering alone. and also as per normal his cock began to slowly stiffen into a semi erection. His smile grew as his imagination conjured images of him and his research partner showering together, stroking and caressing each other. He almost thought he could smell her perfume, how silly was that.

He recalled that lovely silk shirt she was wearing today, how it clunk to her body in all the right places, and that skirt to. Harold didn't know why she had decided to dress that way, but he was very pleased she had. To think he could look at her all day long in those clothes, admiring her from afar as he always had made his cock rise to attention fully. He rinsed his head of the shampoo, then glanced around quickly. Not seeing anyone he quickly squeezed some shower gel into his hands and then brought them down to his crotch. He groaned at the sensation as his fingers stroked the length of his shaft while his other hand caressed and squeezed his balls slightly. In his head he imagined Maria walking into the lockeroom, catching him jerking off, then with a sultry smile slowly undressing to join him.

"Oh ... Maria." He sighed with a blissful expression on his face.
 
Maria's body tingled with the inappropriate delights of this new device, letting her sneak about where she wasn't supposed to be. Part of her would wonder later why she felt the need to sneak about in such places when the desire had never really tempted her before, but that was a rational thought for later. Right now she was eying her research partner's very nice ass as he washed himself, relaxing under the water that she could feel an occasional drop from as she circled around beside him.

She wasn't expecting a show, however. Even as she arrived a few feet to his right she saw his cock stiffen, and she bit her lip to keep herself from accidentally breathing wrong. She didn't want to jinx this, and her usual luck would suggest that now would be the time she would get caught. She saw him glance around almost as the thought of him catching her had passed through her head and she caught her breath, staring at his face for signs of awareness, and holding her breath longer as he looked through and past her. It took her a moment to release her stranglehold on her lungs, just enough time for him to grab the shower gel. She looked down and gaped, instantly turned on by the sight of him stroking himself in the shower. It must be a rare treat to be alone in here, she realized, since the locker room had little in the way of privacy. She watched his fingers sliding over his wet skin, saw his other hand massaging lower, and imagined having the courage to replace one of his hands with her own.

What he said next brought a rush of wetness between her legs and she nearly moaned aloud. Did he... yes, he did! Courage had nothing to do with it any more. She retreated, finding a corner to strip out of her clothes at full speed and set them aside where they wouldn't appear from nowhere to startle her partner. Clad in nothing but a claw hair clasp and the invisibility watch, Maria padded back towards Harold, and before her rational mind could catch up with her, stepped forward. Drops of water fell on her rigid nipples as she approached him slowly from the right, and she had to wonder what he would see of the water that touched her skin. Would the droplets outline her, or would they disappear as they reached her? But it didn't really matter as she took a step to position herself almost directly behind him.

Her wet nipples touched him first as she took her time purring her pleasure. "Mmm, Harold," she murmured in his ear, making sure he could feel her naked skin against his back, every part of her pressing snugly up against his wet body. One hand slowly touched his thigh and slid around to his front, stroking up to sneak carefully manicured fingers under his own hand and massage his balls lightly. She considered saying something more, teasing him about their device working wonders, but anything that came to mind was decidedly lame compared to the eroticism of pressing naked against her research partner, with him unable to see her, no less.
 
So caught up was he in his own fantasy, it actually took Harold a moment to understand what was happening. He heard her voice and smiled thinking it was in his mind, the touch of her bare breasts on his back, the touch of her nails caressing his balls. He moved his own hand aside to give her more room, his eyes still closed, his face still fixed in that pleasurable expression ... then his eyes flashed open.

"What the..!" He jumped forward, turning at the same time, and almost fell as his foot slipped.

Pressed up against the shower wall, the cold of the tiles feeling like ice on his water warmed skin, his eyes went wide as they searched for ... well, whatever it was that was in their with him. But he couldn't see anything. Or could he? He squinted at the jets of water right in front of him. They seemed to end suddenly as if hitting a solid object, and the splashes outlined a vague human shape although detail was impossible. But, he had heard a voice. Maria's voice. Could she ... would she of ....?

"Maria?" He asked unsure of himself as he reached out slowly until his fingers touch bare flesh, warm, giving flesh. He explored a little more, his fingers finding ... oh my god, was that a breasts and a hard nipple. He tweaked it slightly. "Maria? What on earth are you doing?"

The fact that she was obviously using their new device was evident, but not at the top of his list if importance right now. What was up there in first place was that a woman he had mooned over for years, had had such naughty fantasy about, was seemingly naked and invisible, in the shower with him. He wasn't sure which of those two aspects turned him on more.
 
Maria's throaty chuckle built in volume as her friend pressed against the wall and stared through her. This was far more fun than she'd anticipated. She'd imagined taking part in his masturbation fantasy, then probably running away. "Who else?" she teased gently as he reached out, and she took half a step so his fingers encountered the wet skin of her breast.

He seemed only too interested in exploring, and she gave him a breathy little moan when he tweaked her nipple. She moved closer and led both his hands to her chest before sliding between them and closer to him, pressing him into the wall as she brushed feather-light kisses against his jaw. "I should think that was obvious," she murmured in his ear, breasts flattened against his chest. She wiggled a little against the cock pressing into her belly. Sliding slightly to one side she straddled his leg and let him feel that yes, she was entirely naked. "I wouldn't have been able to test this as well with other people in the lab, so I took the chance you gave me."

Pressing her shaved pussy against his leg, she teased his nipples with her own, leaning into him to distract him with her lips next to his ear. "To adequately sneak around where you're not wanted, it helps if your target isn't expecting you," she whispered. "But it seems that being invisible makes your target doubt even his own senses." She drew gentle fingers up his thigh to his hip, but didn't pull away enough to start stroking her research partner again. For all her name on his lips, she was feeling like she was taking advantage of the poor man who couldn't have imagined she would do something so inappropriate.

Splashing water outlined her body only at an inch or so away from her skin, so it was hard to see where she was, specifically... but he shouldn't have any trouble feeling where she was. Every warm inch of her curvy body. Maria had a sudden flash of wondering at what someone would see if they entered the men's locker room; Harold, naked under the shower, but pressed against the wall and not washing, not touching himself, and probably with a stupefied look on his face. The mental image made her shudder. "I wonder what Carl will see when he gets here," she murmured in Harold's ear. "I expect we have about fifteen minutes before he arrives... I wonder what someone would see if your cock was between my lips?" she continued, a lusty mutter that practically moaned in his ear. "Would it be visible, or do you think it would disappear?" Slutty as she felt pressed against her shocked coworker, she didn't really want to stop, either. "Shall we find out?" She started sliding slowly to her knees, giving him plenty of time to stop her.
 
Overwhelmed by it all, Harold just stood there, held up by the tiled wall at his back as Maria moved down his body. For a man who prided himself on his focused thoughts and the ability to adapt to any situation, he was having a really hard time getting to grips with this. Ok, yes, the obviousness of what was happening, the reality that Maria had decided to test the device with him, that was fine, he got that. The place he tripped up was that she really seemed into him, and she had never given any sign before ... or had he just missed it ... or was she not into him and just using him for her fun. Well, right now he didn't really care.

"Oh, God, Maria." he gasped as her hand and lips encountered his hard cock. Her question was about to be answered it seemed, and he was equally as curious.

Looking down at himself, seeing the blurry image of the woman only outlined by splashing water, seeing his cock being manipulated, but not seeing by what, was really a turn on he realised. Then he felt her warm breath fan the head of his cock, then a wetness not of the shower, and then, as he watched, his cock began to vanish slowly from the tip on down the shaft. Although he knew what was happening he still felt a brief moment of terror that his cock would not reappear, but just as slowly as she had sucked him into her mouth, Maria's lips came back up, and his cock reappeared. He gave a small laugh it looked so odd.
 
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Maria didn't feel like she had to rush, particularly since her conscience was already screaming that she'd gone too far with the 'device test', so she enjoyed herself feeling up Harold's cock with gentle fingers, exploring every inch of him. She trailed kisses up his length and back down again, feather touches that barely lasted long enough to register, making her lips seem like they were in more places at once. She knew he couldn't see her look up at him, but she couldn't decide which view she liked more, the shocked rapture on his face or the cock standing at attention.

Maria nearly laughed as she realized she could surprise him far easier than average... he wouldn't be able to see her to know what she was doing until he could feel her doing it. But that took some of the fun out of giving a blowjob, so she breathed hotly on him as her mouth lowered to drag a lick across his head and then suck it into her mouth. She rolled her tongue around him and slowly moved forward to take his first few inches into her mouth, her hands rising to steady him and lightly massage his balls.

From her point of view she could see herself, so she didn't exactly know what it looked like to him when she pulled away, her fingers wrapping the first couple inches at the base of his cock... she imagined it meant the rest of his cock was bobbing in space, but she would have to ask him later. Full length mirror, she reminded herself. We need to get one in the lab for testing purposes. The idea of watching herself in the mirror while she got fucked by an invisible dick made her moan around Harold's cock and press forward, removing her hand to get as much of him into her mouth as she could. Maria backed off when she felt her gag, but immediately tried again, getting more each of the next two times she pressed forward until her nose was against his pelvic bone. Just to make sure he knew that, she rubbed it back and forth a millimeter, showing off for the heck of it before she began fucking her mouth on his cock.

The longer she took the more she realized that the time limit meant a slow blow job meant there wouldn't be enough time for other play to happen before she had to get back to her clothes... and so she eagerly tried to get him off as fast as she could.
 
Harold felt his knees might give out any second as Maria began to suck his cock faster. He groaned, low in his throat, the sound almost like some trapped animal. God, she was good at this, he thought as he just concerntated on staying on his feet, leaning back, eyes closed again, marveling at her cock sucking skills. Who'd have thought it, she always seemed so focused, but private ... but then who knew what people did in their private lives. Maybe she was a closet sex fiend. He grinned to himself at that thought. Considerations of time, of when people would start arriving for work, never entered his mind now, all that was there was the pleasure of Maria's mouth and tongue working its magic. But all to soon her felt the familiar pressure building within him. Faster than normal when he masturbated which had been his usual sexual fulfillment for the last few years.

"I'm ... ohhhh, hm, Maria .... I'm nearly there." He managed to pant out as his hands came down and rested on her head lightly.

He didn't want to ruin this moment by cumming in her mouth if she didn't like that kind of thing. He didn't want to risk not getting this pleasure again because he was self centred and just interested in what he wanted, and he really wanted to cum in that pretty mouth of hers he realised.
 
Maria heard him warn her, but she didn't care. Normally she would, and part of her recognized the attitude change, but this was turning her on far more than the teasing she had expected, and she wanted to taste his cum. She pulled back to hum around his cock head while her hand swiftly stroked his wet shaft. Jacking him into her mouth, she swallowed as soon as his cum hit her tongue, sucking lightly to get every drop out of him.

She gently caressed his balls as she swallowed jet after jet, slowing down as he did to clean off his shaft. She didn't want to give him an excuse to remain in the shower at this point.

Finally Maria realized her knees ached on the hard tile of the shower, so she rose, pressing her naked body against his as she slid up to nuzzle at his neck. Some part of her hoped he was feeling as shaky inside as she was. Taking her time, she reached over to turn off the water that had been running throughout their play. She thought about pulling away and finding a towel so she could get dressed again, but the feeling of his body against hers was too enjoyable to stop so soon.
 
Through force of will alone Harold remained standing as he cum, time after time, in Maria's mouth and she then sucked and licked him clean. He couldn't believe it. He had honestly expected her to simply jerk him off and let him cum in the shower. It had been so incredible to feel her swallowing around his shaft, her tongue then licking his sensitive head before she pulled herself up, huging his body as she did. His legs had been shaking, his stomach felt like butterflys were dancing a rumbar in there, but his head felt like it was floating in the clouds. Not even realising he was doing it, Harold slipped his arms around the woman who had given him such pleasure, he wasn't even aware yet she had turned the water off, but then a chill swept over him as the ever present warmth of the water was replaced by the slightly colder air of the lockeroom.

What now, his mussy mind asked? He owed her, right? He should ... he sighed as her body pressed into his, she felt so good. Tracing his fingers up her sides from where they had rested at the small of her back, he found her shoulders, neck, then face. He smiled as he cupped it, a thumb gently tracing her soft lips to let him know where they were before he lent forward and kissed her. She tasted sweet, or was that his cum he wondered, but even that thought didn't turn him off.

"That was ... oh my god, Maria, that was amazing, beyond amazing!" He laughed as he kissed her again. "I'm glad we made the device waterproof." He joked

Feeling a little playful now he had his senses back under control, he slipped one hand down her invisible body and down slowly between her legs. His fingertips felt warmth, wetness, but from the shower water or ... maybe excitment. He smiled at her as a finger traced over her pussy exploring her private regions until he found what he was looking for and pressed harder onto her clit, his finger moving in smooth circles.
 
Maria was unexpectedly pleased when he kissed her after she'd given him a blowjob... she had known men who would never even consider it. But she grinned at his excitement, ridiculously pleased with herself that she'd ignored her conscience to test their device like this. She chuckled into his neck and checked the device, just to make sure water wasn't seeping through the cover. The display read just under seventeen minutes... they'd spent half their time between her sneaking about and then the blowjob. "Me too," she replied belatedly. "It would've been such a buzzkill if I'd made it into the shower with you but destroyed the device in the process."

She wriggled against him when he started exploring, a single twitch taking his fingers from cool wetness to hot flesh coated in her warm juices. "Oh," she breathed in his ear, moaning as he found her clit. "Mmm, Harold... I'm not sure we... have time..." she admitted, not quite ready to get caught with her research partner between her legs when the device's time ran out. "I have to be dressed... and back out in the lab when... oh god, Harold..." Her voice broke with soft sighs of pleasure at what his fingers were doing. Contrary to what she was saying, her invisible hips pressed harder against his hand, her entire body trembling with delight.
 
Ignoring her confused protests of his actions, Harold simply kissed her again to silence her as his finger kept up its stroking which was obviously having the desired effect.

"Now, Maria, you can hardly do what you just did to me, without expecting me to want to reciprocate." He smiled as he kissed her neck lightly. "Besides, I've never eaten out an invisible woman before." He whispered in her ear.

With that he spun her invisible form around till she was now against the wet tiles he had just vacated. Luckily for her his body had warmed them for her, so there was no sharpness of cold on her warm skin. Realising she was right, and they didn't have a great deal of time, Harold knelt quickly and replaced his finger with his tongue, licking and lapping at her clit. She tasted lovely and his tongue ventured down, to her pussy lips, caressing then with the tip before sliding inside her opening as he brought a hand around and a finger went back to her clit to stimulate her as he begun to tongue fuck her lovely wet pussy. As when Maria had been sucking his cock, all sense of time left him, so focused on what he was doing was he. He felt he could spend hours simply worshipping her between her legs, His other hand, the one not occupied pleasuring her clit, slipped around to cup one of her lovely ass cheeks and pulled her into his face so he could delve even deeper into her pussy.
 
Maria shuddered when he told her he'd never eaten out an invisible woman, unable to help but get hotter at the idea. The device wouldn't mean much to her for the next few minutes, she figured, but if he enjoyed it, all the better. The part of her brain that wanted to analyze told her that part of the fun of playing with a partner involved being able to see in order to tease... right now she didn't give a damn.

She was surprised by his sudden movement and hit the wall with a gasp, her breath quickly becoming a drawn out moan as he knelt and kissed her needy pussy. She hadn't realized how wet the whole situation had made her until he started fingering her, and yet more must have washed away under the shower. Maybe it was the device, maybe it was fooling around with a research partner who had entered her fantasies a couple times when she needed a more personal touch. Either way she gripped his head with both her hands, raising one leg to drape over his shoulder and spread her wider for him.

Her moans rose in pitch as she felt a building wave start deep down, so much so that she quickly clapped a hand over her mouth to stifle them somewhat. Her cries of delight were still more than audible between the two of them, but she could at least hope early coworkers would not be arriving to the soundtrack of her erotic moaning... there wouldn't be any way to explain that away. "Oh god, Harold..." she groaned, his tongue doing things to her insides that she had been sorely missing out on of late.
 
Harold was not an expert in oral sex, he had never had the opportunity to get in much practise, but what he lost in technique he more than made up for with exuberance. He worked at Maria's pussy and clit with his tongue and fingers as if he would win a grand prize at the end. Feeling her leg over his shoulder, the way it made her thighs open wider giving him more access only made things better for him. Her moans above him drove him onward wanting nothing more than to give this woman an orgasm as explosive as his had been moments earlier. He moaned into her wetness, tongue deep inside her, his hand still on her firm ass as he held her hard up against his face. He could feel her juices covering his mouth and chin and she tasted so so good. Suddenly behind him he heard the lockerroom doors bang open and he almost had a heartattack.

"Hey, Harold? You drop something?" Came Carl's voice as the lab assistant walked in, gym bag over his shoulder.

Red faced, gasping a little for breath, face covered in Maria's juice, Harold could only sit back from the invisible woman as he felt her moving. How many minutes or seconds did the device have before it ran out of charge? He was almost panicing.

"Um, yeah, yeah a contact lens, damn things here somewhere." He managed to get out turning a little to face Carl was was standing by his locker.

"Didn't know you wore them, thought you always wore those glasses of yours. Trying something new?" The man asked.

"Yeah ... yeah, very new." Harold sighed thinking about the unsatisfied Maria who was still in the room somewhere and how great the sex with her had been before they had been interrupted by Carl.
 
Maria pressed against the cool tile of the shower wall, both hands tight against the wall in hopes of keeping her precarious position on one foot. The noises she made were muffled by biting her lower lip, hard, but she needed her hands to balance... so she did what she had to, it wasn't like he could see her anyway. Her eyes closed, the sound of the locker room doors banging open nearly made her shriek in surprise. Tasting blood, Maria removed her teeth from her lower lip and wiped her hand across her mouth as she pulled away from Harold. She stumbled, getting her leg off his shoulder without moving him any, but managed to slip away to the corner she'd hidden her clothes in and grab everything. Rather than get dressed wet, she slipped away, making her way into the ladies' locker room for her own towel.

Looking at the towel, she decided a quick shower was in order if she expected to look decent when she reappeared. But that might take too long... she didn't want the device missing when Carl and Harold exited the mens locker room. Sighing heavily, she just toweled off, wrapping the towel around her head so she could get dressed without getting her clothes wet. Luckily her hair dried quickly, so she could shake out the damp waves and expect it to look decent, even marginally sexy. Not sexy enough... where did she put that claw clip? She may have left it in the men's locker room, she realized with a wince. Pencils would have to do, then. Using one of her random talents learned over the years of working long hours, she twisted her hair up and pinned it in place with two pencils.

Growling under her breath when each step she took sent a tingle that rushed through her sodden pussy, Maria decided she was needed back out in the main lab. She slipped through the locker room door with as little movement as possible, hoping to surprise both men. She waited, edging around the room and testing the device against things like an extension cord which she tucked her foot under, checking for the limits on the device as it stood now. She'd need to tweak it later, but testing what they had came first. Or rather, now that she'd done something naughty it could come first.

Maria waited until Carl had headed for the area where the device should be, then laughed aloud, putting herself somewhere both men could see her and then voluntarily turned the device off. Whew, she didn't have much time left. At least she didn't think Carl would be able to tell how long she'd wandered around, so the bathroom incident would be ignored. Not that she was likely to forget it... and she hoped it had had a similar effect on Harold, but she wasn't brave enough to meet his eyes yet.
 
"So, you work another all nighter, Harold?" Carl asked as he changed in the lockeroom and Harold dried off and got dressed, all the time his eyes flicking around wondering where Maria had got to.

"Uh, yeah." He smiled at his lab assistant. "Sorry, guess I'm a little tired still."

Finally dressed he and Carl headed to the main lab. Harold felt guilty that he hadn't had time to make Maria cum before Carl had arrived. She had made him feel so incredible, he couldn't remember cumming so hard ever, and yet he had had to leave her wanting and unsatisfied. He sighed under his breath as the men walked into the lab.

"Wheres the device?" Carl asked in a worried voice as his eyes took in the empty space where it usually lived.

Harold was about to answer when Maria suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of them. Harold smiled at her as Carl almost lept out of his skin in surprise before starting to laugh happily.

"Oh, my god, you guys did it! You got it to work!" He cried grabbing Harold in a bearhug before running to Maria and hugging her to. "Tell me, what parametres have we set on it?"

He grabbed Maria's wrist to look more closely at the watch shaped device and suddenly became all business. If he noticed Maria's slightly wet hair he didn't mention it, but Harold noticed that the woman wouldn't meet his eyes. A sudden wave of doubt swept through him. Was she regretting what they had done? Would she deny him any further touch of her glorious body? He wasn't sure if he could take that. Having sampled her scent and taste he could only think of when he could get more. He felt his cock starting to harden in his pants as he looked at her now clothed and visible body and remembering how it had felt against him.

"Um, Carl, why don't you place the device on charge." Harold asked as he moved to where the assistant and Maria were standing. "Maria, can I see you a moment ... in private?"

He walked over to his private office, opened the door, and looked back at her meaningfully.
 
Maria hugged Carl, grinning as much from relief that he hadn't caught on as from delight that the device worked. She'd already had time for her mind to process that fact. She'd also had time to enjoy it... she had to quickly cut off that line of thought before her face turned a shade of rosy red rarely seen in the research lab.

"I didn't play with the settings at all, Carl," Maria said as she unfastened and then handed over the watch. "I think we may need to tweak the defaults a bit, but I'm going to need more than one successful test for that. Sorry, fellas," she added in a playful drawl, "But since I snatched it first, you're going to have to wait your turn. Three test runs each, at a bare minimum, to get enough data for one body type before moving on to the next. And that's a minimum knowing full well you both will kill me if I try to hog it for longer than that." She didn't mention that she hadn't been recording data for her first test run, either they'd call her on it or they wouldn't.

It was easier to avoid Harold's gaze while laughing and discussing the device than it was once she'd said her piece. She also had to take a steadying breath before she felt she could reply to his request without stammering. "Sure, Harold. Carl, could you write down the time so there's no doubt as to how long we have to wait to play, er, test it next?" She was able to add the stressed correction just in time to make it sound like she'd meant the words as a joke all along.

Following Harold to his office, Maria stepped inside and waited until he'd shut the door. "Please stop trying to meet my eyes in front of him, Harold, I'm blushing strongly enough as it is!" She kept her voice quiet so they wouldn't be overheard, but the force behind her words was no less than if she'd shouted.
 
He moved into her quickly, not believing his own bravery now they were alone and unobserved. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into a deep and passionate kiss before his nerves got the better of him. A moment later he let her go, stepping back, blushing.

"I'm sorry, so sorry I just had to do that, you looked so hot out there and ... and ...." He was stammering again, as he always did when nervous and scared of a new experience. His cock was solid in his pants and he knew if she looked she would see the bulge easily and that made his face go an even deeper crimson as he belatedly tried to cover his crotch with his hands.

"I feel so bad that I didn't get to make you cum, Maria. I so badly want to." He blurted out, but making sure his voice wasn't loud enough for Carl to overhear. "You must be so aroused right now, so unsatisfied."

His face was a mask of unhappiness and sorrow. He always liked to be fair with people, and she had had the bravery, admittedly probably brought on by the device, but none the less, to break through their proffessional shells and have sex with him in that shower, and he only wanted to do the same for her. To show her he wasn't a greedy or selfish man.
 
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