Deal

I gulped as I saw him grab the keys to the showers and place them on the counter, but he left his hand on it. "You can buy a shower, then try on whatever shorts you want." He leaned towards me and whispered. "Normally, I'm not allowed to let you into the showers with clothes you didn't buy yet, but considering you're going to suck me off when you leave, I'll make an exception. Thing is, to ensure you don't leave, I am not giving you the keys till you give me your card."

I sighed, feeling my heart race. "Okay," I took out my wallet and grabbed my card, but inside the wallet was a picture of what I could only assume was me. My jaw dropped when I saw it as my mind raced: Whoa! I'm hot!

I handed the clerk my card and, true to his word, he handed me the key. Grabbing it, I walked to the showers in the back and unlocked the door, locking myself in the room. Seeing my reflection in the mirror, I knew that the woman whose picture was in my wallet really was me.

Letting out a breath, feeling my heart race, I stared at my reflection as I stripped. Oh, fuck! With my left hand, I fondled my left breasts and with my right hand I inched my fingers towards my pussy. My legs trembled and I moaned, closed my eyes while I rubbed my clitoris with my soft fingertips. I opened my eyes only to see my tongue sticking out from my reflection.

I cleared my throat, stopped myself, and put on my new shirt. It fit tight, leaving me sleeveless with a bit of cleavage due to not having a bra yet, but at least it fit. I tried on the shorts, going through several till I found my size, and looking at my reflection I found that my shorts stopped halfway down my thigh. After a deep breath, I slipped my flip-flops on and exited the shower in my new clothes.

My heart raced as I walked back towards the counter, taking a gulp. I'm really going to have to do it, aren't I? This is different than Roland because he **** me but now...I have to put this random dick in my mouth and suck it and I have to finish him willingly. Fuck me, why couldn't I get stranger sluts sucking my dick when I was a guy? This isn't fair, but I guess I have ****.

I approached the counter, placed the keys on it, and waited for the clerk to approach. He grinned at me, took the keys from me, and returned my card to me. Cocking his head to the side, he said, "Follow me to my car." He turned to the clerk next to him. "Hey, I'm going on break."

"Okay," the other clerk said.

My hands trembled as I walked towards the exit door, staying ahead of the clerk whose dick was about to be in my mouth...the mouth of that hot woman I had begun masturbating to. Yeah, I suppose I'd want my old dick sucked by me too. Wait, that doesn't sound right. Placing my hand on the exit door, seeing the clerk approach me, I saw the store manager rush out his office.

"HEY," the store manager said as he approached me. "Where do you think you're going? Who gave you permission to go on break?"

"Ugh...ugh..." the clerk stuttered as the store manager folded his arms.

My hand was on the door, my wallet and keys were in my pocket, and as I glanced out the glass from the door I saw my car parked under a light. I bit my lip. I don't have to do it, not him, I don't have to...I can go if I want. My eyes widened. But what if I'm right and I have **** but to suck a dick before midnight, I won't make it to my hometown in time then I'll lose the game?