Home...

Beth nodded slowly. "I have to." I don't want to. "I should." I don't want to.
"Then that's that." Denny rubbed her shoulders. "Thanks for giving me one go around, for old times' sake."
Beth laughed bitterly. I want to give you another, and another, that's the problem. "It was nice."
"Sorry for cumming in you without-"
"It's okay. It's not the end of the world, considering everything else." She could still feel his cum in her vagina, she'd have to douche when she got home to get it all out.
"Maybe... maybe this is a bad idea, but..." he handed her a slip of paper. "My number. You can throw it out if you want, but there it is. If you ever want to talk." What if I want to use it for other reasons, though? Beth took it mechanically, putting it in her purse.
Denny walked her to her car, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He seemed about to say something else, when his phone rang. "Shit... I have to take this. You drive safe."
Beth climbed into her car. As Denny walked away, she caught the sentence fragment, "...not to call this number. I'll call him." She tried to ignore it. She had heard Denny make calls like that before, and if he was already associating with that stuff again, maybe it was better if she didn't keep his number.
~
Beth opened the door to her apartment. The TV was on, but low volume. Kyle seemed to be asleep, and Brian was nowhere in sight. She went upstairs quietly, slipping in to the bedroom to drop her {if Career = 1
}work uniform {elseif Career = 5
}schoolgirl stripper outfit {else
} clothes. {endif
}in the laundry hamper. Brian shifted on the bed.
"Hey... how was your night?"
"Hey, baby... it was fine."
"How's Lindsay?"
Beth hesitated only a second before remembering her alibi. "She's good."
"You didn't drive home drunk, did you?"
"No, Brian. I'm sober."
"Ok."
Beth sighed. "I'm taking a shower."
"O...k...." Brian seemed to be drifting back towards sleep. That was best, she thought. I don't really want to face him right now.
She showered, douched her vagina, and pulled on a pair of silk shorts and a tshirt, and then she pulled the slip of paper out of her purse with Denny's number.