Back to his place for more.

While Derek cleaned himself with a wet wipe from his center console, Beth eyed the clock on his car's center screen. 8:02... still early. The sun was dipping rapidly, barely visible to the west.
"So... what would you like to do now?" Derek's voice was perfectly casual, but laced with confidence as he gave her a grin. Fuck. He knows what I want...and there's no point in trying to deny it.
"Take me home..." Beth hesitated as Derek's smile slipped a little, but then she smiled herself and purred, "To your home, idiot." Derek's grin came back as if he had never once doubted.
"Good choice."
Beth restrained herself from giving Derek any more road head on the way back into town, though she amused herself by rubbing at his crotch and watching his face. At one point, {if MastrosAttire = 1
}she hiked up her little black skirt and shimmied her panties down to her ankles. She tossed them into the back seat and leaned back to spread her legs. {else
}she hiked the hem of her little white dress up to her waist and leaned back, spreading her legs. {endif
}Derek took full advantage, rubbing her clit and occasionally probing a finger inside her soaking snatch while he drove. God... drive faster...
By 8:15, they were parking in front of a swanky condominium complex. Now that she had committed to her course of action, Beth wasted no time being coy. She climbed onto Derek's lap while they were still in the car, kissing his mouth fiercely and grinding against his bulge. For his part, Derek opened his car door and picked her up like a bag of groceries before tossing her over his shoulder. She squealed when he spanked her ass and began to trot to the door of his building, never once setting her down until they were all the way inside. Once they got into his sprawling condo, he set her down, and they proceeded to make out against the entryway wall. Beth made quick work of Derek's belt, while he {if MastrosAttire = 1
} pulled her blouse up to play with her tits. {else
}unzipped her dress and pushed it down to her waist to play with her tits. {endif
}She gave a little gasp against his mouth when he pinched her nipples just hard enough. How does he know...? Her hands pushed his slacks and underwear down so that she could freely grip his now familiar member and stroke it against her body. "You want that back in your mouth, don't you?" Derek's voice was low and almost commanding, now. She was on his turf, and he intended to take full advantage.
"Yes...." she looked up at him hungrily, and his cocky expression only fueled her desire.
{if MastrosAttire = 1
}Derek grabbed her blouse, and Beth lifted her arms so he could pull it straight up and off before he pressed her to her knees in front of his cock. It was rock hard, showing no signs of trouble after having shot a load so recently. She needed no encouragement and began to work his pole once more.

She sucked and slobbered with even more gusto than she had in the car, if that were even possible. {if Shame < 75
}Her unfaithful actions no longer bothered her, in fact, she was beginning to revel in them. {else
}Any misgivings about her infidelity were distant: Derek's cock was present, and it occupied all of her attention. {endif
}{if Formation = 5
}She went balls deep until tears ran down her face, and when she came up for air, she flicked her tongue along the underside of Derek's glans, making him grunt in a most satisfactory way.
"Such...skills..." {endif
}{else
}Derek led her over to a deep, soft looking armchair, and stood by the side of it. Beth needed no verbal instruction to climb into the chair, resting her arms on one of its arms and taking Derek's rock solid member into her mouth.
"Such a good girl." Derek gripped her hair, and proceeded to fuck her face at a moderate pace.

At one point, Beth began to stroke Derek's shaft as he pumped her mouth and throat, but his free hand pulled hers away. "No hands, baby." Something in his voice made her put them behind her back, and she let herself go in the abandon of getting skullfucked.
{endif
}