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stimulation building to the breaking point as she came in waves, her release the final liberation she had anticipated from the brief and disappointing incident moments before. She slowed her fingers now as she came down from the heights of ecstasy. She leaned back in her chair, the after effects still clinging to her nervous system, waves of pleasure rolling slowly through her, wishing she could come take the time to do it again. A knock at the door brought her hands immediately up over the surface of her desk. She wiped her fingers on a tissue she extracted from the drawer as she called out, "Come in." At least now shed be able to concentrate on work. Sara drove home in silence, stereo off, windows rolled up, hands tight on the steering wheel. She stared straight ahead, trying to wriggle free from the thin film of guilt coating her soul over having deceived Andy. Why did I have to be in such a hurry? Why couldnt I have waited? Theres a thousand guys out every Friday night looking for nothing more than a quick fuck; why couldnt I have used one of them? Trying to distance herself from her thoughts, she pressed the gas pedal to the floor and sped home. Rebecca greeted her as soon as she opened the door. "So are you ready to start your little project?" Rebecca grinned at Sara and leaned back on the couch, the giant cushions swallowing her. Sara said nothing, tossing her keys on the tiny table in the entry way and bending to unfasten her heels. Rising, she stepped out of the shoes and shoved them under the table with one foot. "Well? Where are you going to find Fuckmate Number One?" Rebecca was in a good mood, her eyes sparkled as she teased Sara. "I already checked number one off my list." Sara dropped her purse on the coffee table and plopped down in the oversized chair opposite Rebecca. She shot a smug look over the table. "What? Youve only been out of work for twenty minutes." Sara just smiled. "Details," Rebecca said, leaning forward on the couch, eager for information. Sara recounted the event briefly, filling in particulars only when asked. When she had finished, Rebecca leaned back and clapped her hands together and laughed. "...in the supply room?" Rebecca laughed again. "You dirty little slut." "It wasnt really that good." Sara sighed. "Well, what did you expect? You grab the geekiest guy in your office and youre surprised the sex sucks?" "It didnt suck, it just wasnt..." Sara tried to find a better word, but settled on, "good." "It sucked." Rebecca chuckled. "See what happens when youre impatient?" "I couldnt wait." "Why didnt you fuck Ben, or that hottie I met at happy hour last week? What was his name? The tall one with the tattoo. God, Id fuck him." "I shouldnt have fucked any of them." "You should have fucked Tall Dark and Tattooed." "Okay, fine. I fucked up." "Ill say." Sara rose from the chair and moved around the coffee table to sit beside Rebecca on the


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