The Device

Cut off with a kiss, now that was more like it! She secretly wished she got interrupted that way more often. Though surprise made her respond belatedly, it didn't keep Maria from releasing her hold on her own desire and letting it run rampant. She pressed against him for the moments they were kissing, trying to be in contact with him in every possible square inch. It was almost startling, then, to be forced to stand on her own. And he was apologizing?

She didn't have to look to see if he was aroused. Once he'd made the first move, Maria wasn't going to let him break their passionate morning with excuses or apologies. She quickly reached out and pulled him back to her, planting her lips firmly against his to still the stammered words. Her arms slid loosely around his waist, not letting him move too far. When she let him get a breath to speak next, she listened, but refused to back away, preferring the feeling of his hard cock against her belly.

She slowly slid two fingers into each of his pockets, tugging him against her with a smile on her face. She could only hope there was more than pure, unadulterated lust for him to read in her eyes. "Don't feel bad, Harold. Believe me, I would love for you to finish what you started." She chuckled before releasing him with a sigh. "But I'm not going to chance ruining our lab with scandal, either." Maria's eyes remained closed for a long moment, seeing in her mind's eye their activities in the shower that Carl had so unknowingly interrupted. "It's going to have to wait... but believe me, you will be making it up to me, later."
 
"Yes, ma'am." Harold replied feeling oddly submissive to his lab partner at that moment, but smiling hugely at the idea she still wanted to be with him and would let him take care of her later.

Getting himself back under control he gave her another quick kiss then stepped back into the lab. Carl was perched on a stool watching the readout screen as the device, now reconnected, hummed quietly to itself. He glanced at Harold and Maria as they exited the office.

"Looks like it had a pretty low charge for some reason, but I've tweaked the power charge levels and we should have it back to full power in ..." He checked his watch and shrugged. "About ten minutes?"

"I want to try something to." Harold stated as he flipped back into science mode. "I noticed when Maria was suck .... standing before us, earlier." He felt his face begin to flush at almost dropping them both in trouble, but fought it down by force of will. "When invisible anything behind you is blocked out to. I want to try altering the energy fields we're using, perhaps find a different range of light levels that would allow light to pass through you, and so make you totally invisible and see through at the same time."

He wandered over to his desk and began tapping away at his computer. As he did so the lab door opened again to allow the last member of their team, Christine Heathers to enter. She was frantically pulling on her lab coat and flattening down her red hair. She was a pretty 28 year old with a slim but curvy body and a bit of a goth, liking black a lot and having a few tattoos she liked to show people, well, the ones in polite places on her body anyway. Today she wore a tight black mini skirt, black boots and a black tshirt with a white skull in the centre.

"Sorry I'm late guys, couldn't find a parking space." She apologised.

Harold smiled at her then went back to work. Everyone had their own assigned parking spaces at the base so that really had been a terrible excuse, but as she wasn't really that late he let it pass.
 
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Maria went straight to the screen where Carl was reading numbers and glanced at everything he had set up. "Ten minutes isn't enough time for it to cool down properly, Carl, and you know it. I think we planned for an hour or more, didn't we?" She looked to Harold for this confirmation, though she didn't wait on a reply. "I'm not going to argue that we want to test it, but let's not rush and break the prototype, hmm?"

She moved to her desk, processing Harold's request (including Freudian slip) as she moved. "I can confirm that it successfully made me invisible out to about an inch and a half." She lifted one arm to show the distance her lab coat was above her clinging silk blouse. "Though we need to find a full length mirror. I'm amazed we didn't think of that already."

"I don't think we're going to have much luck with light passing through solid matter," she teased Harold lightly. "But bending it around the fields should work." She barely glanced up to acknowledge Christine's arrival, continuing with her thought. "But there's going to be a minimum safe distance regardless. I'm not sure we can do anything about me putting something in my pocket... and I'm not sure we should." For the first time, she looked a bit uncomfortable as she looked at her team. "Let's face it, we could easily be marketing this to a military unit that wants to steal something. If they pick it up and pocket it and it's still visible... that totally defeats the purpose." She had thought of the 'pocket' analogy while she was mid-thought, and she hoped Harold could pick up on it before he mentioned the word 'suck' again... Carl might be oblivious to slips like that, but she knew Christine would pick up on it instantly.
 
"Yes, yes of course, bending light, thats what I meant." Harold smiled at Maria from his desk and turned back to work. "I agree though with your pocket analogy. Anything on your person should become invisible to, or as you say, Maria, in your clothing, a pocket, or holster for a gun perhaps. Of course if the military expect their soldiers to still carry machine guns and keep them invisible that might be a bit trickier for us to accomplish, but a pistol might be doable."

He shrugged as he watched Christine head to her station and begin running tests on possible alternatives to the current setting in the device. Now they had it working, they had to see just how far they could push its powers, where they could adapt it, better its performance.

"Lets get it charged up, Carl, and Maria can take it for another test run then we can start working on her readings. Oh, and while we're waiting for that recharge, do you want to run out and get that mirror for us, Carl? I'm sure the military must have one somewhere on base. These soldiers do like to look their best on parade." He grinned at his co-workers, getting a grin from Christine and a laugh from Carl.
 
Maria hadn't considered the idea of making guns invisible too, and for a moment her stomach did an unpleasant twist considering what someone invisible could do if they could carry a gun without notice. You knew this could be a tool for assassins, stop it, she told herself. She didn't have to like all the repercussions of her work, she just had to accept that once the device was out of their hands that was it. "If we extend the field much farther, we start having trouble with outside objects entering the field, though, Harold." At least that was a logical excuse to avoid the gun problem.

His comment about looking good on parade surprised her enough to make her snort a laugh aloud. "Don't insult our sugardaddy, alright?" she asked. Even as the words left her mouth, she realized the connotations of the word that had come so easily to mind and her eyes widened. She could tell from his joking that he was in a good mood this morning--she wondered if it was because of her, but squashed the thought quickly--apparently she was feeling more frisky herself.
 
"Sugardaddy?" Carl asked as he walked to the door. "Does our senior lab technician have a thing for older army officers then? Maybe we should have Maria work her charms on a General or two, get some extra funding." He grinned back at them before leaving the lab.

Christine to gave Maria a wicked smile and a wink before going back to work. Harolds look was more sympathetic though.

An hour later, the new full length mirror installed by a couple of army maintenance guys and the device back to full charge, the four researchers stood around the humming device, three of them looking at the older woman of the group.

"Ok, so if you wear the device again we'll put your through a battery of tests, infrared scanning, CCTV surveillance, etc, etc. Do you leave a shadow, can any form of current surveillance pick up your form while you are invisible, and so on." Harold directed unhooking the device and gently taking Maria's wrist.

With a smile he put it on her and then led her to stand before the mirror.

"Ok, lets give it a whirl." He stated with a smile as he back away.
 
Maria walked right into those comments, and she made excessively dramatic faces at her coworkers in turn. But she couldn't complain, really, she was mentally calling herself on the word choice as soon as she said it. Still in a good mood, she looked up from lowered lashes at Harold while put the device on her, then winked... belatedly hoping Christine wasn't paying attention. But she didn't stop, exactly, giving Harold's hand a sensual stroke as he released her. The tiny smirk tucked in one corner of her mouth didn't disappear as she turned to face the mirror... not until the rest of her did, anyway.

Two rounds of boring tests and a hasty luncheon later, Maria handed it off to Harold (who probably should've had the chance to go first, after all) and let him do the standing-around-doing-nothing for the afternoon. She took his place at the readings as the two junior techs repeated the same tests all over again.

It was well past six PM when Christine caught sight of the clock and brought everyone's attention to it. Laughing over their eagerness, everyone finished their current task and started packing up for the day. Maria finished her log and then moved back to her personal computer to write down the various impressions she had while wearing and while watching the device in action, since she hadn't had time during the day to write notes, she'd been too busy standing still or logging data streams.

Maria looked up to smile at Christine and Carl as the junior techs left, trading a goodbye and yet another 'we did it' with each as they passed. Once they'd left, she shrugged out of her lab coat, letting it hang on the back of her desk chair for now. She could hang it up when she got up later, she wanted to get these notes written down before she forgot her first impressions.
 
Alone at last with Maria, Harold turned in his chair and watched her as she shrugged out of her lab coat, revealing that sexy silk shirt she had worn today. He licked his lips. She seemed absorbed in her notes, typing away, focused on her computer. He silently stood and walked over to the humming device. He checked the gauge, yes, fully charged. Quickly he unplugged it and slipped it on his wrist. His finger hesitated over the activation button and he glanced at Mari'a again. She sat there with her back to him, unaware. Steeling himself he pushed the button.

It was like a mild electric charge went through him, his hairs stood up a little, but then laid back down and the sensation vanished. He could see himself perfectly clearly and he walked over the full length mirror. It was a weird experience to be standing in front of a long mirror and not see your reflection. Now he knew how vampires felt, he grinned. He shucked off his own lab coat and hung it up where he always did when he left for the night. That left him in his worn black work pants and a chequered blue and white shirt. Yanking his shoes off for extra quiet he finally felt ready and walked silently up behind Maria. He lent down and slowly blew warm breath on her bare neck as if a gentle breeze had suddenly blown through the lab. His cock was already hardening from the power he felt being invisible, it was such an aphrodisiac.
 
Maria was focused on getting her notes written as fast as she could, now that the junior techs had left, anyway. The device should be charged by now, and she wanted to finish what she'd started that morning. She felt a breeze and turned her head, seeing an empty lab and a distinct lack of Harold. Her eyebrows pulled together immediately, frowning as she looked around more thoroughly. Damn him, he owed her for leaving her hanging this morning!

It wasn't until she looked at the door and couldn't recall seeing it open that she figured it out. Her frown relaxed and a smile spread across her face slowly. "I suppose it was your turn," she admitted to the air over her shoulder. There wasn't any window or door to have sent a draft through the lab, so it was a fair bet that he was teasing her. Well, she had done it to him earlier. Turnabout was fair play. "Are you going to lock the door first, or what?"
 
That brought an evil smirk to Harold face. What was it about being invisible that empowered you so he wondered? Had Maria felt this way? Probably, which was why she had done what she had earlier. And of course if someone did walk in on their fun and games they wouldn't see Howard, just Maria. Harold walked to a spool of rubber coated wiring nearby and snipped off a long length, while Maria gazed around trying to see some sign of him. Grinning still he walked up behind her again, grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her. Maybe not to rough, but certainly forcefully. He quickly tied them to the back of the chair with the wire thanking his years in the Scouts for the knot he quickly used. Finished he stood back admiring his work.

He moved to the front, looking down on his now helpless colleague. God, she was so beautiful, so sexy. Her arms trapped behind her made her shoulders go back which forced her breasts forward. The thin silk was having a real task holding her them inside its confines as they tried to force their way out. He grabbed the back of the office chair and wheeled it to the middle of the lab, facing the door. There was no window in the doors, no one could see in unless they actually entered the room. He laid his hands on her shoulders, still not saying a word, then lent in and kissed her hard, passionately, before moving away again. He walked behind the chair and crouched, then softly began to massage her shoulders through the thin silk, his fingers moving up and down her arms, over her shoulders, stroking the back of her bare neck. He let her hair down so it lay long and soft over the back of the chair. Then with a smile he reached around her and cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently through the confines of the shirt and their bra, before slowly, one by one, starting to undo the buttons of her silk shirt.
 
OOC: I'm sorry I've been gone so long. Health issues don't really ask for permission. I hope you're still interested in this thread, because I love it.

The sound Maria let out when she was grabbed was halfway between a gurgle and a squeak. Her head spun around as far as she could turn it, but of course she saw nothing. Her half open mouth let out a more than merely audible growl of annoyance that he would play with her like this. I did it to him, part of her reminded herself, but that didn't quite involve being tied to a chair with... was that wire? "If you ruin this shirt I will make you buy me another," she forced out, her tone still bordering on a growl. For the senior research tech to be helpless was not even close to being okay with her. But the problem was, she didn't have a choice.

Maria's head froze for a moment, tilted to the side. Had she heard footsteps? Where was he now? "Harold?" she whispered, a little afraid of not hearing an answer. Perhaps he'd gone off somewhere, leaving her like this. Damnit, he owed her one massive orgasm already, he was quickly adding to his tab.

This time it was definitely a squeak when he moved her abruptly, and her mouth fell open when he moved her bound body in front of the door. That was not what she'd suggested! "Don't you dare..." she breathed, eyes widening. But at first nothing happened, which made her fidget. Every instant she didn't know where he was only heightened her desire for some sort of sensory input... any sensory input. His kiss completely blew her away. Maria was startled for a brief second, but then all the passion he'd invoked in her this morning came crashing back. She pressed back against him, unable to hold him into the kiss thus forced to be more ardent with her lips and tongue. He pulled away and she actually leaned forward before she caught herself, having been pushing forward so hard.

Her heart fluttered when he touched her shoulders, then she let out a groan of approval. "Don't you dare stop. I need the massage too badly. My jerk research partner has had me working overtime to finish a crazy science project." She might be bound, but she was not one to be submissive. Ever, really. She leaned into the massage almost as hard as she'd leaned into the kiss, shivering each time he did something unexpected that made her nerves trill. His fingers on the bare skin of her neck... her hair loose. And finally he started massaging her and creating entirely different noises. She almost didn't notice her shirt coming undone until she felt it moving against her skin, the front dividing in half as he moved down her torso.

The black and turquoise bra she wore was nothing like her usual taste in clothing. At least not clothing her coworkers had seen. Shiny black satin edged in turquoise lace with turquoise satin piping along the cups... as if her breasts needed reinforcing. Her skin was much paler here, on her chest, than it was anywhere else. Like the true Italian, she tanned easily and kept the color. Maria opened her mouth several times before he completed unbuttoning her shirt, but she wasn't quite sure what she wanted to tell him. 'Get off, the door's unlocked' came to mind, but she couldn't really back that up. She'd done the same to him. Not quite as publicly, but... well.
 
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