At first, my job was a pretty big thrill. Whenever I would tell people I was a scientist who specialized in conducting sexual experiments, their eyes would perk up and they’d want to hear all the details.
I didn’t blame them. The details could get pretty juicy. All those sexy, sweaty bodies clashing together really turned me on. I’d stand there, taking notes on my clipboard, pretending I didn’t care about anything except the research, but deep down I’d be melting.
But after a while, all those bodies engaged in all kinds of sexual activity got a little boring. Sex research was just another job.
Warning: steamy content. Ears may melt. Happy-ever-after ending. No cliff-hanger. All characters are over the age of 18.
