Clean up

"Ohhhh holy fucking shit. " xander opened his eyes.

Swallowing hard he looked around the room and found that every woman in the coffee shop were staring at him. Blushing he ducked his head and tried not to think about the fact that his first sex act was getting blown in public.

"Should we applaud?" One of the college girls asked the silent room.

"Not unless he shows one eyed willie." An older woman answered. "Besides the girl did all the work. That slut deserves applause."

Speaking of... Debbie? Xander blanched at not remembering the womans name automatically. Xander leaned back and looked down, pulling the table clothe aside slightly to see Debbie. Debbie had her eyes rolled back in her head, her full lips were pulled into a smile while she still had the head of his cock in her mouth, there was a steady stream of white cum dribbling out of the corners of her mouth, down her face and then down her neck into her massive cleavage.

Tentatively Xander put a hand on her head. Debbie moaned a bit and swallowed around his dick, treating his cock like pacifier. Running his hand over her hair Xander enjoyed the sensation of her swallowing unconsciously.

"Her legs are still shaking. Fuck me, that must be one hell of an orgasm." One of the teenagers pointed.

"Look at the size of the puddle she squirted out." Her friend replied.

"Fucking hell." The first shook her head in amazement.

"Fuck." Came the very loud curse from the short curvy asian woman behind the counter. Xander and most everyone else in the Espresso Pump turned to look at the twenty yesr old woman as she trudged out from behind the counter and went to a supply closet before wheeling out a bucket and mop. "Fucking dumb sluts making messes all over the goddamn place. I dont need this headache. I SHOULD NOT be cleaning up after messy bitches who cant handle their orgasms, that wasnt in the job description."

"Uh... crap." Xander felt bad. He also felt great. But the bad was winning. He, himself, hated having to clean up after other peoples messes. And he had certainly helped make this mess. Reluctantly he put his hands on Debbie's head and pulled her off of his cock. He winced as her suddenly empty mouth had his cum pouring out of it all the while his cock spurted a small blast of come across her blissed out face. He had just increased the mess that needed to be cleaned up.

Leaning over as much as possible in his chair Xander settled Debbie onto her side, lying on the floor. Then while trying to stay seated and with his crotch out of sight tried to get his still half hard dick back in his pants. He ignored the catcalls from the ladies watching this whole event. In the end he had himself put away, uncomfortably, and all he had to show for what happened was a damp spot on the crotch of his jeans caused by drool and other fluids.

Standing Xander stepped to the young Asian woman who was now approaching with the bucket of hot soapy water and a mop. "Uh... I... you..."

"I'm not fucking you." The young woman said. "I dont care if you can hit the deep throat, find another bimbo to blow you if you're still horny."

Xander blinked and then pointed to the mop in her hands, "Uhm... I... please let me mop up my mess."

The yound Asian woman sighed and held out the mop to him. "Get to it. And get your cumslut off the floor, we dont need whatever diseases she has spreading here."

Xander grabbed the mop and the bucket. Xander felt his cheeks turning scarlet as he hurried back to his table. Setting the mop down he moved to where Debbie was lying on the floor. After a second of indecision Xander grabbed her under the armpits and hauled her limp body up off the floor and with a little effort got her seated in an empty chair. He let her torso slump across his table. With an eep he grabbed the Rulebook, his new magical treasure, off the table to keep it from getting dirty.

The word diseases still in the forefront of his mind Xander grabbed his pencil.

OLD RULE: Any and all S.T.D.s dont exist, have never existed, can not exist.

Xander blinked. Xander blinked again. Ooooh boy, did that last rule makes some bigs changes. "Ah-Huh."

"The floor isnt going to clean itself." The young Asian woman behind the counter yelled.

"Right. Right." Xander nodded his head and put his Rulebook in the hip pocket of his pants.

Shaking his head Xander grabbed the mop and wondered outloud. "Could someone play the new music from Freddie Mercury?"