Chloe Makes You Stay The Night

You spent the rest of dinner in an awkward haze, unsure how to handle the fact that Chloe just sucked you off under the table. To make matters worse, Chloe didn't seem to be bothered by this fact once you had actually given her your load. The least you expected was her to excuse herself, gather her thoughts or something to show some remorse but instead, your best friend merely teased Dexter that you had just filled her stomach. With this in mind, you began to drink a lot more, wondering what would happen if Dexter found out that you were the one helping Chloe.

Another thirty minutes passed by before Ashley looked at her watch, "Oh shoot, is it already that late?" She grumbled out, "I am so sorry, but I need to head out."

"Oh? That's a shame," Chloe replied with a small pout, "Work?"

"Yeah, I couldn't just get the whole day off. I needed to come in and do some late night filing at least." Ashley explained while quickly getting up, "And the later I'm here means the later I'm going to be there." Ashley explained with a small smile,

"If that's the case you ought to get moving," Dexter chuckled, "Thanks for coming by,"

"Thanks for having me, both of you," Ashley warmly replied, "John, it was a pleasure to meet you,"

You looked up from your half filled glass and blinked a few times, "Hmm? Oh, yes! Of course," You said with a short laugh causing Ashley to laugh with you. You stood up and held out your hand, giving Ashley a short handshake, "It was nice to meet you as well,"

"Maybe we could...grab a drink sometime, I feel like we didn't talk as much as I would have liked," Ashley added on, blushing ever so slightly,"

"I'd...I'd like that very much," You sincerely replied before patting your jacket pockets, "Let me...um, ah here we go." You said while pulling out a business card, "This has all my contact information, it's supposed to go to addicts, but I have half a million made. Just call my house phone," You explained as Ashley eagerly took the card from your hand,

"I'll do that...thank you," Ashley coyly replied, "Okay, I'm off. Dexter, I'll see you at work. Chloe, always a pleasure."

"Drive safe," Chloe added on as Ashley quickly headed out the door,

"Guess that means it's about time I shove off as well," You sighed while taking a step away from the table, you walk slightly wobbly from the ****,

"Uh, no," Chloe sharply replied, "You're not driving like that, look at you, you can't even walk a straight line,"

"I'm not that bad Chloe," You dismissed with a toss of your hand, "I only had a few glasses,"

"Yeah, of scotch, not fucking wine." Chloe retorted as she got up, "You can crash on our couch and head back in the morning once you've slept it off,"

"Uh...there is no need," You assured her while looking over at Dexter who merely shrugged,

"I mean, I could always just drive him home," Dexter offered,

"Then what pick him up so he can come grab his car or make him waste money on a cab? Uh-uh, John, you're staying here tonight, and I won't hear another thing about it." Chloe firmly stated, "Keys," She added on while holding out her hand,

"Oh come on, are we doing this again?" You grumbled back,

"Yes, I don't want a repeat of that one night in college," Chloe muttered back as her hand remained stuck out,

"What happened?" Dexter asked with an amused smirk,

"John got drunk and promised to stay inside. Instead, he got hungry and drove to get some food. A cop pulled him over, and he almost lost his license over it. Now keys John." Chloe quickly explained while you sighed and dug into your pocket and passed them over to Chloe, "Thank you. Dexter could you go grab John a blanket and pillow from our closet,"

"Sure thing, babe," Dexter nodded while getting out of his seat,

"Oh and Dex...we need to...afterward," Chloe whispered out causing you to raise a brow. You weren't sure if Chloe genuinely needed cum already or if she was merely saying that so Dexter wouldn't become suspicious,

"Right, uh, we can handle that right after clean up. If you can wait that long," Dexter awkwardly replied, flicking his eyes at you a few times,

"Sure, thanks hon." Chloe warmly replied as Dexter left the room. After a moment Chloe looked over at you, "About the table,"

"Don't worry about it; I understand addicts can't control themselves sometimes. I'm just surprised that you and Dex didn't handle that ahead of time," You immediately replied, trying to alleviate any stress or worry Chloe might feel,

"We did," Chloe sighed back, "The thing is, John, Dexter he just doesn't...produce enough," She whispered over to you, "It's not his fault, but when I get his load, it just takes the edge off. When I got your loads...it always sets me right." Chloe nervously explained, "That's why I get so severe when Dexter forgets or leaves for the night. I'm never getting enough,"

"Chloe...shit, okay, well if that's the case you need to get help from a professional. I have some people I work with that I trust, and I'd be happy to pass their names along." You quietly explained,

"Can't I just have you as my donor?" Chloe asked in a pleading tone, "I know that this seems weird, but It'd be so much worse for me if I needed to have random guys show up and help me like that. Please, John, I need you to help me."

You swallowed hard and let out a slow sigh; it was hard to deny Chloe with anything but with something this serious, it was impossible. "F-Fine, but only in case of emergency's right?"

"Yes," Chloe quickly nodded back with an exasperated sigh, "Thank you, I promise, I won't talk to Dexter about this, he won't know who you are. I'll just tell him I've decided to get help from a donor, nothing else."

"And he'll...be okay with that?" You awkwardly asked back,

"He told me if I needed to get one, I could." Chloe explained with a little sigh, "I'm sure he won't like it, but he'll understand. Then once you find a cure for this whole thing, then we can just...go back to being normal friends."

"Yeah," You nodded back, "Normal friends..."