Go home and wait

You try calling and texting Kat, but she never replies. You wait for an hour outside the club but decide maybe it's best to just go home and wait. She'll be fine, you tell yourself; she'll be fine.

Once home you start to think about the night, the way Kat looked dancing with those men, how her skirt was hiked up and the man was playing with her sweet ass. You get hard and slowly start playing with your cock. You had wanted to wait for Kat to get home to fool around, but you couldn't help yourself. The picture of Kat between those two men, clearly enjoying herself, was too much and you cam hard.

Too tired to clean yourself, you fall asleep. Hours must have passed because when you wake up it's light out. Kat is opening the front door and you frantically stand up to grab some tissues. It's too late. She walks in and catches you with your pants around your ankles and semen all around your dick.

"Well, well, looks like someone had fun alone," she says, clearly still drunk.

You stand in disbelief as she slowly walks over to you, twisting her hips with each step. Her hair is a mess and her lipstick is all gone. She walks up to you and stands straight in front of you, nearly touching your face.

"Was it too much for you to see me with those two men? Is that why there's all this dried cum?" she says as she grabs your cock. "Isn't that cute."

"How... how was your night, dear?" you ask.

"Haha... my night... well let's just say you aren't the only one with a dried cum in your lap. I had a little fun with those two guys back at their place. Hope you got what you wanted."