Farah watched her bosses argue behind the class doors as she waited patiently at the secretary’s desk, the secretary had left before Farah got there so she couldn’t exactly make an appointment. She sat down on the small chair by the wall and casting a quick glance around to make sure she wasn’t being watched reached behind the desk and took another of the small mints. They were honestly not exactly great mints, they were pretty bad actually, but she had had to skip lunch and with only half an hour till she got off she was starving.
She crunched away at the mint as she watched her bosses argue, something about ethics she thought, but it was hard to hear through the glass. Couldn’t be the first time people had had to wait, not if the size of that mint jar was anything to go by. She had probably had a dozen now and it had barely made a dent. She snuck another one in her mouth and wondered how long it was going to be when the doors finally slammed open.
“I don’t care what you think, it’s my formula and I’ll take it with me rather than have you sell it over the counter.” It was McGlane yelling, Farah had done some menial work for him here and there, he was working on something to increase libido but she didn’t know more than that.
“It’s company property now, if you even think about removing it from this building I will take you to court!” That was Johnson, he mostly handled the business side of things. “Think of the people we can help, the marriages we can save!”
“The money you can make you mean.” McGlane spat back and curiously picked up the mint jar. “If people start self-medicating with this stuff it will be a disaster!” He said shaking the jar as Farah wondered what you would medicate with mints.
“A bit of extra excitement never hurt anyone.” Johnson interjected.
“A bit of ex-? It’s a permanent increase in the amounts of dopamine released during pleasurable activities. Just a handful of these might make a nun skewer herself with a crucifix.” He yelled shaking the jar of… mints? “It’s would be misused as a date rape drug the first day it hit the open market!”
“Then down the dosage, it will make it easier to market and seem less far-fetched to general consumers that way anyway.” Johnson just replied as Farah slowly got to her feet. “Oh, Ms… Inglewood right? I didn’t see you there, sorry about the noise is there anything I can-?”
“I’ll- It can wait Mr. Johnson, I think I’m feeling a bit under the weather.” Farah muttered as she felt the blood drain from her face.
“You do look a bit pale, why don’t you take the rest of the day off?”
“Okay.” She muttered barely hearing him as she walked towards the door. She wasn’t sure how she reached her car, but eventually she found herself sitting in it staring out of the window. It hadn’t been mints.
She took a deep breath, she didn’t know that for a fact, maybe it was mints, he could have just been using the mints as a demonstration. It had probably been mints right? Yeah, it had been mints. They hadn’t tasted very well for mints though- she shook the thought out of her head and started the car to head home.
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She was shifting uncomfortably in her seat when she was about halfway home, her panties kept rubbing her strangely making her feel tingly in a way she usually only felt after hours of relaxation and a few glasses of wine. She stopped the car at a rest stop and undid her pants, making sure no one was watching before she pulled them off completely, along with the panties. She stared at the small wet spot in the panties for a good half minute before she put them on the passenger seat and pulled her pants back on. The rough fabric of the pants only made it worse though, she could feel it brushing against her making her wet even as she tried to pull the pants into position.
She was near tears as she pulled the pants back down and kept them around her knees as she started the car again. She had to get home and get a cold shower and this would all wash away. She turned on the radio to drown out her thoughts as she drove but that wasn’t enough to stop the smell. She looked down and spotted the small wet stain on the car seat where she was dripping and the scent of her own denied lust filled her nostrils.
“This is not happening.” She muttered to herself as she rolled down the window and a cool breeze blew in and took the smell away. The wind also hit her exposed pussy though, sending a shiver of cold pleasure through her, strong enough to make her swerve the car and just barely keep it on the road. She rolled the window up again, cursing her stupidity as she pushed her thighs together, hearing the squishing sound of wet lips being pressed tightly together. The smell soon returned and Farah bit her lip as she looked at the window. A little breeze wouldn’t hurt, right? She cracked the window open just a bit and spread her legs to let the wind touch her, take the smell, to let it take the smell.
She let the winds easy breeze tickle her and freshen the air as she drove the rest of the way home, not looking down until she had parked the car safely in the driveway. The wet stain had grown significantly and as she looked she watched herself grinding ever so slightly forwards and backwards, feeling the seat brushing against her. With a significant amount of willpower she pulled the pants up around her waist and stepped out of the car.
She could feel the fabric rubbing against her as she walked, every step sending a tingling sensation of pleasure through her. She had to steady herself against the door as she reached it, dropping her keys as she attempt to let herself in. Leaning down to pick them back up made the pants ride up and she felt the fabric between her lips, she almost let out an audible moan, but somehow managed to hold it back as she finally got the door open and stumbled inside.
She kicked her shoes off, ripped off her pants and didn’t bother with the rest as she stepped into the shower still half-dressed and turned on the cold water. It washed over her like a cleansing wave, the cold water washing away the heat, sweat and stress. She sat down on the shower floor and slowly took off the rest of her clothes as she just enjoyed the cool water.
It was so wonderfully relaxing, exactly what she had needed. Farah smiled to herself as she caressed her breasts, just the thing to wind down after that craziness. She let it wash all her fears away and slipped a hand between her legs, the terrible heat and lust was gone now, now she could just relax. Relax and enjoy herself, she sighed deeply as she pushed two fingers into herself and began to slowly work out her stress. It felt so good not to worry about it anymore to be able to control it and just enjoy herself. With one hand caressing her breasts and the other slowly and gently fucking her she enjoyed that cool clear moment for minutes on end, eventually feeling her body tense up as her fingers found the sweet spot and made her feel better than she had in months. She crawled out of the shower and left the wet clothe where it lay, choosing instead to dry herself off and head into the kitchen.
She found the half-drunk bottle of wine from last weekend and poured herself a glass, bringing the bottle with her into the living room as she sat down on the couch. She sipped at the wine and relaxed herself, she really should let herself just enjoy life more often, she looked down over her naked body with a smile. She looked pretty good today, not different, but she didn’t mind her small breasts or pale skin the way she usually did. A positive outlook does wonders for the soul, she mused silently to herself as she brushed her fingers across her sex. To think she had been afraid of some mints taking over her mind, it was patently ridiculous, not an idea a scientist should even spend time entertaining.
She rubbed at her clit absentmindedly as she relaxed on the couch. No need to worry about that now, now she should just focus on relaxing and enjoying herself. Her breathing became more relaxed as she rubbed and slowly emptied the last of the wine into her glass. The aroma of the red wine was wonderful, filling her nostrils with glee before the wine even touched her lips. She ran a finger down the side of the bottle absentmindedly before picking it up. She breathed deep from the bottle and licked at the neck of it to get the last few drops of the wine.
She lowered the bottle down and let it brush up against her lips, just under where her other hand was helping her relax. It really was a wonderful thing to do, she thought to herself as she slowly pushed the bottle inside herself and felt herself stretch to let it inside, to take some time just to enjoy yourself.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/8b6his/experimental_medicine_fmast
Will there be a sequel?