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table and leaned over to use his tongue to trace a line from her neck to her belly. All the while, Gloria stroked his cock, which was even more impressive than his ass. Gloria wrapped her hand around his shaft and tugged him toward her. This time the doctor moaned, but his mouth never left her body.
    Moving further down, he began with small licks, flicking Gloria’s clit and inserting his fingers inside her. She arched her back in response, and Wendy found that she did the same. Just as when Franco had teased her with his mouth, she watched the doctor envelop every inch of Gloria’s sex.
    She didn’t remember undressing, but she discovered herself naked. One of her hands rubbed her nipple to excruciating tips, with the other she put two fingers inside herself. She stood there using her finger as the doctor used his tongue on Gloria. Slow circles around her clit, a thrust inside to feel her slick walls. A brush against her swollen lips, overly sensitive to each touch.
    Gloria ground against his hand and Wendy ground her pussy against her own hand. The pressure grew, her limbs shook. Wendy got close to the edge, but held herself there, waiting.
    Dr. Romero pulled a condom on and climbed onto the exam table. He lifted Gloria’s legs so that her ankles rested on his broad shoulders and eased himself into her. Gloria’s mouth formed an O as she let out a small yelp, but soon the only sound Wendy heard was the creaking of the table and the slapping of flesh every time their bodies met. He crashed into Gloria, and Wendy’s hand quickened. She throbbed around her fingers, liquid heat seeped down her leg. She let loose a grunt with the frantic pace of her hand as she tumbled over into release.
    Wendy stood rooted to the spot, still staring into the exam room. She might have caught Dr. Romero’s eye as he climbed off the table and bent to retrieve his clothes.
    Wendy’s face flushed and she ducked her head down as she gathered her jeans and top. She tucked the incomplete forms under a chair.
    Gloria ambled back and averted her eyes as Wendy zipped her pants. Dr. Romero didn’t even come out from the back.
    Wendy would act like nothing had happened. Sheesh . She really had to do something about her increasingly horny urges. Because this type of thing could land her in trouble.
    Gloria got in the driver’s seat and Wendy slid in, still silent.
    “Nothing to be ashamed of,” Gloria finally said as she pulled out of the parking lot.
    “Yeah right,” Wendy refused to make eye contact and kept her face turned away toward the window.
    “Dr. Romero and I had a thing a while back. We met at the club,” Gloria explained as she drove back to campus. “That was just for old time’s sake.”
    Wendy snorted.
    “You’ll see. The people in the club are very easy going. I’m sure you’ll meet someone,” Gloria said. “Dr. Romero told me right before I left that he thought you’d be a perfect addition.”
    Wendy still said nothing. She had slipped and gave into her urges. For crying out loud, she got naked in a doctor’s waiting room and watched as her friend had sex, and she had…she had…. Tears burned the backs of her eyes as she kept her face turned toward the window.
    What was happening to her? What would Franco think of her now? She was becoming someone else, someone she didn’t recognize. Only, she did recognize it. The feelings, the urges, they were familiar to her, and frightened her.
    Gloria found a spot in the campus lot and they gathered their books. Wendy slammed the car door with too much force. Gloria raised her eyebrow.
    They continued in silence until they reached the laboratory door.
    “You’re going to have to talk to me. At least to warn me when you turn on the Bunsen burner,” Gloria said.
    Wendy cracked a smile. “Sorry. I’ve been stressed.”
    “I know it, pal.” She put her arm around her as they took stools next to each other at the workbench. “I’ll help you find a way to let off