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“So he could control my sensations,” I say, “Even though we’re separated by hundreds of miles.”

“Exactly,” replies Huck with a gleaming smile. “We do everything remotely now, so why not this too? Of course, nothing can replace actual physical contact, but the toy comes in handy when you need it,” he drawls. “It feels good, creates pleasure, and strengthens the bond between two people. So why not?”

I nod.

“This makes perfect sense,” I say slowly. “Do you have a lot of products in development?”

Huck turns the B-O-B off and grins at me.

“We do,” he confirms. “Again, this particular item isn’t really ground-breaking. But we do have some new stuff in the works.”

I look at them, nodding in confusion.

“Yes, but what would my role be? I don’t know anything about technical design, nor do I know anything about electronics, to be honest. I suppose I might be able to write some sales copy, but not a lot more.”

The handsome men share another look and then turn back to me once more. This time, their blue eyes are hot, and their bodies seem to grow alert and hard.

“That’s a good question, Courtney, because we’ve been looking for a special type of lab assistant. A female lab assistant, actually, because we need to test these products in order to get feedback so that we can fine-tune our work. Would you be interested?”

I stare at them, my mouth dropping open. Holy shit, are they serious? They want me to use these toys and then tell them how I feel about them? My head spins and my breasts heave, but I already know what I’m going to say. I want to be their test subject, especially if means being filthy with these gorgeous men.

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Huck

Courtney’s pretty pink mouth opens into a round “O” and her brown eyes are wide with shock.

“I’m sorry?” she stammers. “You want me to test these toys out for you?”

I grin.

“Well yes,” I say. “We’ve tested some of them out ourselves, obviously, but we need a female point of view. We want a woman to tell us how some of the toys feel because it’s important feedback. Would you be interested?”

She stares at me first, and then at Hank, who remains motionless. However, both of us are tense because we want her to say yes. We’ve been looking for the right woman to do this with, and Courtney could be the one.

“But how would that work?” she asks in a low voice. “Would I take these back with me to the dorms, and then you’d remote-control them from here? Would I take notes, and then share them with you afterwards?”

I shake my head.

“No, honey. You’d test out the toys right here, in the lab, with me and Hank watching. It’s the best way because we want to capture your every reaction. We like to see exactly how our toys please on a minute to minute basis, and doing it live is the best way.”

Courtney’s jaws falls to the floor, but I can tell she’s titillated.

“So, I’d test things here, with both of you watching.”

“Yes,” my partner growls in a low voice. “I’m sorry, baby, but there’s no privacy. The nature of what we do requires that you perform out in the open. Of course, we have locks on the doors and your job will be strictly hush-hush. No one will know, but the two of us do need someone to sample our experiments here, in real time.”

Courtney’s mouth opens, but no sounds come out because she’s so shocked.

“And,” I add. “Some of our toys are actually designed for two or more people, so there might be some fluid exchange, if you understand what I mean.”

This time, Courtney’s breath hitches in her throat as her generous décolletage heaves up and down.

“Two or three people meaning the two of you?” she manages in a strangled voice.

“Yes,” I say simply. “We’d be experimenting together because it’s the only way to test out some of our contraptions. I promise we’re both clean, and we’ve been looking for the right woman to share it with. This is a lot to take in, and I can understand your hesitation. Would you like to sleep on it? Let us know tomorrow,” I say.

But Courtney jumps up, her curves bobbling.

“No, I think I can do it,” she says in a determined voice. “This sounds like something I might enjoy, actually.”

That’s the spirit. I share a look with Hank, and I can tell his pants are getting tight as well.

“Good,” is his low reply. “But before saying yes, why don’t we do a test run? Just to see if you’re really okay with it.”

Courtney stares at us.

“A test run? Right now? In front of you?”

I nod, grinning.

“Yep. The best way to figure out whether you’re ready is to do a short test run so that you can evaluate whether this is for you. Would you like to try?”

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