He cums inside and asks for a number

The man began rocking his hips once more. His thrusts were more frantic than before, telling me he had one thing on his mind: blowing his load. Evidently, he didn't care if he came inside of me. All he wanted was to experience the same peak I had just reached. Sure enough, he erupted deep inside of me, pumping his seed inside of me.

Once he was well and truly drained, he pulled out of me, but still kept his hand over my mouth. He had something else in mind, and I had no idea what that may be. Maybe he thought he'd catch a second wind, or maybe someone else wanted to join in on the fun.

I got my answer when I felt his breath on my ear before he whispered "I want your number."

I gave into his demand, handing him one of my business cards. Not only would he have my number, but he'd know my full name and my job. Once he had my card, he said "Good girl."

With that, the man left me. At this point, I could turn around and look at him, but I didn't want to spoil the mystery. After I gave him a minute or so, I opened my eyes and looked around. There was no one else looking at me, so I tidied myself up as best I could without a mirror before leaving.