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Chapter 31 by Brickhouse Brickhouse

What does Krystal do next?

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It wasn't long before the floor was cleaned of her fluids, it took longer than expected because she just kept dripping, but Krystal was mostly satisfied in a job well done. Doing something so mundane in a stranger's apartment felt like a unique kind of erotic, sexy even though she wasn't even being remotely seductive...like she were getting away with being nude somewhere she wasn't allowed to be. Then again, Allison wasn't really a stranger at this point, she was her future contract holder.

"So, Cutie" There came her voice from the kitchen, cup of coffee in hand "I take it we haven't anything else to discuss?" She had a slight tinge to her voice, maybe a hope that this nude puppy would stay?

"Oh um, n-no. I mean no I don't think we do, I think that is, we have most of the details" Krystal cleared her throat "Y-you'll mail over the revised contract?"

"Pft, of course not. I'll expect to see you in the office in a couple of days, that way we can cover things in a more official setting" Allison said with a smirk, looking the nude woman over "Would recommend a shave though"

Krystal felt the need to roll her eyes at that, but her pussy quivered at the prospect of going through an office nude again, this time to sign up as some sort of erotic service worker "I'll uh, I'll think about it. But I just- Y'know, gotta get back to my place"

"How did you get here? On foot?"

"The bus"

"The bus? Nude?" Allison brought her fingers to her chin, it was hard to tell if she was concerned or intrigued "Were you bothered?"

"I- Kind of? I met some girls and I think they were in a polycule or something. Half of them were nudists" Krystal shifted her weight from one bare foot to the other "They made me cum on the bus"

"My my. Though I probably wouldn't count on that reception every time, do you have a vehicle?"

"Oh, oh yes Lucy" She shook her head and decided to clarify "My moped, I call her Lucy because she's- I don't know, reliable I guess"

"I see. I'd take her next time, do you need a ride home?"

"I don't know, I don't want to be naked and wet on your backseat..."

"Do you need a ride home from a kinkster?"

"I- Wait you know people like that?"

Allison just stared blankly at Krystal "Cutie, Puppy...please I just, did I not just offer to collar you and you're surprised that I might know other kinky people?"

Krystal just blushed and looked down, not out of shame, but out of realising her brain might still be a little frazzled by just how horny she'd been earlier "You make a valid point"

Those feelings were made up for by her feeling Allison's hand stroking her head, fingers running through her hair, she couldn't help but lean into it "Pl-please don't pet me I might cum" Pleased the blonde.

"As you wish" The brunette smirked, retracting her hand "So, would you like a special ride?"

"M-maybe"

"I'll make the arrangements, you just go wait in the downstairs parking garage"

Leaving the apartment made her feel like she was doing some kind of walk of shame, her libido was sated for the moment, so unfortunately she just had post-nut clarity to keep her company as she stepped out into the hallway, completely nude. Biting her lip she looked both directions, closing the door behind her. The click of the lock reaffirmed that she was on her own.

Opening her purse up she pulled out her phone, letting out a sigh of relief when she saw no texts. Unless of course she was secretly hoping that someone had texted her, that way she had an excuse to deal with the thoughts going on in her head. Mary must be out, she'd have to talk with her, if only because she'd likely get a kick out of this.

Putting her phone away, she padded over to the elevator and hit the call button. It must've only been a floor away because it soon opened, letting her step inside and hit the button for the parking garage.

"Too quiet..." Krystal muttered to herself as she descended, she was almost expecting to get caught in here, the anticipation was killing her. Someone would walk in, be surprised and she'd need to explain her situation. Only nobody came.

It was killing her, not only had she these thoughts of her mandated employment setting in, but she was stuck in a feedback loop of nerves and mild embarrassment.

The elevator stopped, the door opened, in rushing the cool air of the parking garage. Cool was an understatement, without the sun it was downright chilly down here. And here Krystal was, completely nude.

"God I hope Allison's friend gets here soon..."

What kind of kinkster did Allison call for Krystal?

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