“You have my number if you want to meet again”

His words are relaxed, friendly, and to Felicity, full of possibilities of what might happen in the future if she is brave enough to use the number he has given her. His words mean he wants to see her again or why else would he have reminder her of the card he recently gave her.

“Thank you” is all she can muster as a reply, still breathing hard from the intense fucking she has just received. She wants to say more, but she doesn’t get the chance as she hears the click of the door lock, swiftly followed by the sound of it opening. Suddenly the noise from outside is louder, the locked door no longer separating her from the people outside. It takes a moment for her to really appreciate the situation, that she is basically naked with her ass still pressed backwards and his cum slowly running down her leg. It wouldn't be too hard for anyone to walk in and see her in this state and know just what has happened to her.

“There’s been a little spillage in there” she hears him say as he steps out of the door, and a sudden panic strikes her. She is about to move, to adjust her thong, to pull her dress back up, but it’s too late. A little startled noise makes her look around towards the door and she sees…