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Unlike most of life, in the case of Clarissa and Alex's tryst in his office, reality proved better than fantasy. Practicality, however, suggested that crashing almost an entire lab of computers (the PC's were unscathed) was not the best course of action to reach sexual ecstasy on a regular basis. Fortunately, Alex's department had a key for a little used conference room in the library. It was small, with nice pile rugs, and best of all, located in a part of the library that was rarely frequented. So life continued in a rather pleasant fashion for them both.As far as the 12 Macs which had suffered from that rather sudden viral flu, they seemed to make a swift spontaneous recovery. In the weeks that followed, they both would often break out in laughter when they remembered the frenzy Clarissa's little joke had caused Herman, the lab director. Since nothing even near permanent damage was done, the incident began to fade into the past. So Clarissa was a little taken aback when she received Herman's email message.First of all, no one on the East coast knew her email address, except Alex and she was sure he had not given it to Herman. Also the tone of the message gave her a little start."TO: Clarissa StoneFROM: Herman JejunePlease see me in the lab at 4:00, Thursday."Of course, she would go. Since her sudden interest in Macs, her relationship with Herman had improved immensely. He was not really a bad sort, but rather one who fleshed out the definition of 'computer nerd.' Rumor had it that he was gay. Having a sixth, seventh and even eighth sense about these things, though, Clarissa didn't think so.Being a happy-go-lucky type person she didn't give it too much thought after the initial message. That is until Thursday arrived and she saw Alex standing wordlessly in the lab next to Herman."You probably are wondering why we are all gathered here today."Suppressing a groan, Alex looked at Clarissa nervously. Seeing that his attempt at humor had once again fallen flat, Herman got straight to the point."I know that you were responsible for what happened to my Macs. I also know what you were doing in Alex's office on that day and what you are continuing to do in room 302 in the library."Because the lab caper was entirely her doing, she was surprised at Alex's answer."It was really only a little joke. I really didn't mean any harm."Instead of the usual twinge in her twat, hearing his gallant words made her feel a tug elsewhere.Herman wasn't buying any sort of apology, though. He continued recounting the university's policy about fornication on campus. Until this point, Clarissa didn't even know they had one. Her mind started drifting to visions of her and Alex standing on unemployment lines. Herman's next words brought her quickly back to earth."I also know that you are both married, however, not to each other."Chivalry or not, she decided to take the bull by the horns. "What do you want?"Knowing that he had the upper hand, he quickly retorted, "So glad you finally asked." His bravura quickly faded when his explanation actually began.After a lot of uhs, and you-knows they found out that Herman did indeed like women, very much so. His problem was that he couldn't get it up."In exchange for my silence, I would like the two of you to give me a little lesson on how it's done. To insure you use your best teaching methods, I will add that if I don't get an erection while watching, I will have to inform all parties about your activities. I noted that Wednesday afternoon is the usual time for your rendezvous in the library, so I have scheduled a private seminar in the lab next week. I trust that you will be there."With these words, they departed. Alex was the first to break the silence."The little fucker is blackmailing us.""Yeah, it sure looks that way, but it doesn't seem like we have much choice. I guess we've just got to go with the flow."Despite her upbeat remarks to Alex, Clarissa did not take the upcoming task at hand lightly. One did not have to be a psychologist to see that Herman had deep seated problems that required serious measures to correct them.She began that very night by urging her not unwilling husband to shave her twat until it was virgin clean. With the outside pristine, she demanded that the same be done for the interior. This of course had to be repeated to insure absolute cleanliness (and horniness) for the Wednesday to come, following her personal maximum, "The more, the better".When the showdown Wednesday finally arrived, Clarissa dressed to meet the challenge. Although Alex never paid attention to anything she wore, Clarissa woke up the 30 minutes earlier to dress for Herman. She began with a low cut lacy black bra and a matching black garter belt and stockings. Next came a sheer black silk sleeveless top and a short tight black skirt. So her students wouldn't be unduly distracted, she topped her outfit with a long white linen jacket. Though this was definitely blackmail, she thought it might be kind of fun.She was the first to arrive in the lab. In his typical style of humor, Herman had all the lights turned off and the Macs turned on with an array of fish swimming on their screens.Although Clarissa most admired Alex with his clothes off, she was impressed when he entered the lab. Running her eyes over his tight black jeans and t-shirt, she almost forgot their ultimate purpose. Only Herman had not altered his attire for the occasion. He was dressed, as usual, in typical nerd fashion- brown shoes with blue socks, dark green slacks, and a light blue dress shirt worn over a plain white undershirt. The shirt pocket contained at least a half dozen writing implements, including a couple of cheap .5 mm lead pencils, and a few felt pens in various colors.Although there were no set directions, they still felt like actors on a stage. With grace, Alex removed her jacket. They had both rehearsed this role in some form before. As he brushed her shoulder an electric current began to run through her body. Slowly the buttons of her top began to become undone. She glanced at Herman and saw his hands sitting in his lap. She turned to Herman and said "You've gotta take yours off too, you know. I want to see when you get it up. And just so we know what is possible, I need to know if your impotence is biological or psychological."At this Herman blushed. He removed his shoes and said "Psychological". He removed his pants (to reveal plain white boxer shorts) and said "The doctors used stamps to verify that nothing is physically wrong." He removed his shirt. "Mine is a long and sad tale! said Herman, turning to Clarissa and sighing.
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