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Bump in the Night	By : Sun-Fox Category: +M through R > Real Ghostbusters Views: 481 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Ghostbusters or any of its affiliated content. Sun-Fox does not make any money off of this story. She also does not condone unsafe sex practices. Be careful when you have your funtimes!

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There was Janine, not sitting at her desk but on the edge of it like Egon was earlier. And speaking of Egon, there he was as well. He stood there wearing a button-up shirt, tie and nice slacks like he normally did when working in the lab. He was fiddling with his tie, nervous in a way that he normally wasn’t when he was around Janine during the daytime.

Ray listened closely and could make out the whispers from the two.

“You’ve had a long, tough day, haven’t you?” asked Janine in a sultry, whispered voice. She lightly brushed her hand against Egon’s clean-shaven chin. “Busting ghosts certainly works up an appetite, doesn’t it?”

“Huh,” thought Ray, “That’s the same thing that Winston said earlier.”

Egon touched Janine’s hair, clearing some away from her face. He looked into her eyes (or at least tried to) as he used his fingers and thumb to trace the outline of her face. It was perfectly clear that Janine wasn’t talking about food when she made that remark.

“You’re the part of the job that makes it worthwhile,” whispered Egon. “My administrative assistant who provides a little extra.”

Janine closed her eyes and smiled like a relaxed, trusting cat. She hummed a little.

“Has anyone told you that your quiet voice is a turn-on?” she asked. “Because it is.”

“I’m usually not that loud when I talk, am I?” asked Egon.

“No. But your regular voice can be pretty hot, too. It’s the voice of an authority figure.”
And like that, Egon gained some confidence and smiled. Ray had never seen him smile outside of looking at fungus under a microscope. Granted it had a bit of an awkward tinge to it, but that was just Egon being Egon.

“Go on…” said Janine, “Say something with that voice of yours.”

Egon paused for a few seconds before deciding on what to say. “The Ghost Containment Unit is powered by two-hundred-twenty volt ten megawatts and includes a transistor, a plasmatic refractor, an ionized decay meter, a bipolar adjuster and an anti-ectoplasm destruct mechanism. First built in-“

Before he could finish, Janine tugged him forward by his tie and locked lips with his. While she kissed, she opened and closed her mouth along with his. Egon had a look of shock for a few seconds before mellowing out and fully participating in this affectionate activity. He rubbed her waist down to her buttocks and she squeezed his shoulders, occasionally fiddling with his curly pompadour.

The scope was fine-tuned enough that Ray could tell that Janine wasn’t wearing a bra. Her perky nipples showed through her tank top. Egon eventually discovered how hard her nipples were when his hand creeped up under the tank top and squeezed her supple breasts. Heaven knows how hard he was squeezing that breast since he was probably still quite stressed from the day.

Egon leaned forward, causing Janine to bend over backwards. All the while, she still had crossed knees. Intermixed with the slurping noises of their passionate kisses was the sound of Janine’s heaving breaths. Something was clearly welling up inside her, gathering steam for the next series of delicious acts.

Of course, she wasn’t going to make Egon do all the work. In order for this steam to gather, she had to put in an effort, not that this was very difficult. She uncrossed her legs, reached around Egon and used her dainty, manicured fingers to gently massage his taint through his pants. Egon quietly moaned while his mouth was still occupied. All the while, his eyes were closed. Making out was easier for him when he didn’t need to make eye contact.

All the while, Ray realized that he had used his scope to watch something that wasn’t meant to be watched, a private, intimate act that was none of his or anyone else’s business. And yet he couldn’t stop watching. It was like a really good movie and he wanted to see how it would end. Never mind that this movie didn’t have much of a plot and had characters that he knew well enough that they would be fairly predictable. But with any good movie, nobody would want to miss the climax, would they (or, if all went well, various climaxes)?

Janine unlocked her lips from Egon’s.

“I think it’s so hot when you talk smart.”

“I rather like it when your digits travel to strange places on my body,” said Egon. By now, he looked much more relaxed, although his hair was a bit messier than before.

“Same here. How about we make use of your fingers?” She hiked up her orange skirt and teetered from side to side as she slid off her laced underpants while still in the sitting position. She kept her eyes glued to Egon’s as she tossed the underpants toward the corner of the room.

Egon knew exactly what she was hinting at.

Janine splayed her legs a bit. Egon used his index and middle fingers to make a walking motion up Janine’s thigh. Soon, his fingers had entered an area of Janine’s body that Ray couldn’t make out with his night vision scope but it was well between her gorgeous legs.

“Oooh,” said Janine, “That’s the spot.”

Judging from the muscle movement in Egon’s arm, Ray could tell that he was moving those two fingers that had graciously been inserted into her well-primed opening.

Janine couldn’t help but giggle and shriek at the overwhelming pleasure that she was experiencing.

“Shhh…” said Egon, “You don’t want to wake the guys up. Do I need to put duct tape on your mouth again?”

“Are you kidding?” asked Janine, “I love it when you do that! And would it kill you to slap my thigh every so often?”

“You’re into some weird things.”

“You’re so innocent, Egon. So smart yet so innocent.”

Egon went over to the toolbox and got out a roll of silver duct tape. When he walked back to Janine, he picked at the place where the tape was ripped last and separated the appropriate amount from the roll. Once it was ripped off, he placed it on Janine’s lips. “Are you sure you want me to slap your thigh? I never slap you during my day-to-day life, so I might feel weird doing it.”

Janine nodded eagerly.

Egon resumed his finger work inside of Janine. Janine continued to giggle, shriek and moan while her clitoris was being rubbed and flicked, except that these noises were muffled by her taped-up mouth. The pleasure that expanded outward from her genitals caused her to quiver every few seconds while opening and closing her legs, although she never closed them fully.

Ray was so engrossed in this scene that he almost didn’t notice that those same erotic stirrings were awakening in him as well. Seeing Janine so playful, so relaxed, so vulnerable, so trusting caused Ray’s penis to become hard. In fact, it was more awake than he was at that point.

“Holy moly,” he said. He inserted his hand into his pajama pants and slowly started to rub his penis while he continued to watch.

Egon fulfilled Janine’s request by using his other hand to slap her thigh every so often while still fingering her.

Janine’s eyes closed tightly in several-second intervals and, when they opened, broadcasted cheer and elation as though she were on a roller coaster. Her head rolled back and forth, drunk in the throes of passion. She savored every moment of Egon tickling her from the inside.

Once he took his hand out of her, she ripped off the duct tape and sighed with elation.

“Oh my god, Egon,” she said, “How do you do it? How do you always make me cum again and again?”

“As a mushroom enthusiast, I am quite knowledgeable of dark, moist caverns,” he said. “I’m also in a job where it’s absolutely essential to press the exact button on any one device.”

“Man…” thought Ray as he continued to rub his penis, “I wish I could have multiple orgasms.”

Janine giggled, this time silently. She was far from through with her partner.
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