"The actress's name was Emily Deschanel"

Your ears perk up. Other parts of you that you thought were at peak perk, perk up as well. You can't believe what you just heard. And Zooey stars at you coyly, knowing she's got your attention. "You ate out your own sister?" You ask, shocked.

"Shhhh..." she responds calmly, her hands starting to undo your belt buckle. "Emily and I have this tradition. For each other's birthdays, instead of getting presents, we become the other sister's **** for a day. It goes back to when we were teenagers. We'd do each other's homework and chores. It was always silly fun. We kept it up when we got older, making each other cook dinner, or... this one time I made her paint my apartment. And other time she had an audition she really didn't want to go to, so she made me go instead. It's actually really nice to have a personal servant on your birthday." Zooey pops open the button on your jeans.

Of course you came back into this booth to fuck Zooey. It's been apparent all along. But now, having her slowly confess and undress you, now that it feels like a reality, it's startling.

Zooey goes on with her story. "I never ever, never, not once expected it to go too far. Until it did." Zooey stares at you with those amazing doe eyes. She pulls down your zipper. "It was a few years ago on Em's birthday. I was doing stuff for her. The normal stuff. I was doing her laundry, and I was bringing it back to her bedroom and accidentally walked in on her in nothing but her panties. Which was a little shocking but not too weird, I mean I'd seen her naked before in locker rooms and stuff."

Zooey can't wipe the smile off her face. You expect her to reach down into your pants and pull out your bulging cock which is practically popping out anyway. But instead she tugs at the sides of your jeans, pulling them down off your legs. She wants them off completely. It's surreal.

"I put down the laundry basket and turned to leave right away but she shouted for me to wait. So I did and I turned to face her, which was when I realized she had been in the middle of rubbing herself off. She had on these silk blue panties and there was a big wet spot right in the middle. Which I tried not to stare at of course."

Zooey takes a deep breath and, now with your jeans at your ankles, slowly pulls down your boxers, which are doing a bad job hiding your thick cock anyway. She stares at it for a moment, big smile, licking her lips. Then remembering she was telling a story.

"At the time I had just finished a movie with Joseph Gordon-Levitt who Em had a big crush on. And she told me my next task was to call him up and get him to come over and fuck her. I told her I didn't think I could pull that off, and she told me that it was her birthday and it was my job to do as told." Zooey wraps her hand around your throbbing cock, already pointed right at her pretty face and starts to jerk it. "So I even tried. I called him. But he didn't answer. But she said that she was as horny as she'd ever been and that my new task was to find someone who could get her off."

As Zooey jerks your cock, she stares at it lovingly, almost curiously, as if she's not seen one that pleasant before. It makes her smile grow wider.

"She must have seen me glance at the wet patch on her panties. And I'll never forget what she said next. I'll never ever forget it. She said. 'If only you and me can know if it happened. And I deny it for the rest of my life, and you deny it for the rest of your life... did it happen?' And I knew I really had no control over what came next. Emily jumped back onto her bed, slipped her underwear off, spread her legs and I climbed between them."

"And you ate her out." You say, the visual forever stuck in your head.

Zooey shrugs. "Or maybe it never happened. Maybe I'll deny it for the rest of my life." She teases.

But you realize her teasing has significantly subverted the whole dom/sub thing you have going on. Zooey has a hold of your cock and a hold of the whole situation. And if you don't take back a little control, the whole day could go bust. Although you wouldn't mind if this is what 'going bust' looks like.

Still... there are suddenly so many more possibilities.