Kaitlyn agrees [Corruption]

{if FINAL=true}“This sounds like a short-sighted plan.” There is a spark in her eye that suggests that at least part of her is curious. That’s all I needed to see.

“Depends on how often we do it.”

“You are terrible.”

“I am. So how long until he gets back?”

“What? Now?”

“I’m free. Do we need to hurry?”

“Ah... he’ll be back in an hour...”

“Time enough.” I stand up and hold out my hand to her. She takes it automatically, then hesitates, or at least tries to, but I pull her up and lead her to the door, grabbing my keys on the way.

“But... shouldn’t I... um...” Her conflicting feelings are going to take to long to sort out.

“No time. Let’s hurry and find a good location.”

I keep us moving, getting us to my car and we are soon driving circles a few blocks around the bar while I look for an apartment building that is nondescript enough to believe that Kaitlyn wouldn’t remember it very easily.

“You better blow me while I drive.”

“What?”

“How else is this going to happen?”

“I thought you were going to jerk-off.”

“No time for that. Warm me up, sexy.” I can’t even tell if I am actually trying to help her or just wanting an excuse to nut on her at this point. Maybe both, but I’m definitely an asshole.

Kaitlyn stares at my crotch in disbelief. She must be asking herself the same questions that I am. After a long pause she shakes her head and mumbles, “Whatever.” Then she unzips me.

Her hot mouth closes around me. I’m mostly soft so she sucks hard to help it along. Her cheeks hollow from the vacuum that is drawing blood into my dick. When she stops with a pop! to let her mouth rest, she has already gotten me 90% there. I look down at her, she smirks at me.

“Is this what you wanted?” It feels like an accusation. I look back to the road, reminding myself to keep scanning the buildings in the dim light. “Your distressed neighbor comes over with relationship problems and you talk her into a blowjob?”

Unsure if this is a form of dirty talk or a trap, I decide to treat it as the former. The building ahead looks just as good as the last two so I pull over and turn the car off. “You need a facial and I’ve got a nice load for you. It makes perfect sense to me, although I may have been in the middle of stroking myself when you knocked.”

She squints and squeezes my cock threateningly.

“You’d better hurry or you’ll have to explain it to your hubby in the elevator.”

She stops delaying at that, diving onto my cock with a purpose, probably enjoying finally having my full attention as she does it. “Oh... that’s a good girl, Amber.” As she sucks, she digs her fingers into my pants and extracts my balls, giving them some tugging as she swallows my cock. She lets herself gag and drool, not bothering to collect or control it. Saliva runs down unevenly, soaking into my pants.

I don’t try to hold back this time. I think about how sexy she had looked at the bar, how fun she was to flirt with, how sexually eager and open she is.

Time really is of the essence, so I put my hands on her head to **** her down a little bit extra and moan. It is what she is already trying to do after all. I hold her and thrust up into her throat, getting farther than I had before. She gags harder, eyes bulging. Her hands clench on me reflexively, but she doesn’t fight it.

When I ease up she pulls away with a long gasp. “I’m getting close, baby,” I assure her as push her down again. She takes it like a champ, letting me slide it all the way into her throat. I buck my hips into her face until I am very close to busting and let go of her. She rocks back, coughing, but she has a sultry fire in her watery eyes.

“Get out,” I say as I get out of the car and walk around to the passenger side with my cock out. Kaitlyn watches me, then pops her door open, but before she get more than one foot out, my cock is in her face again. I tip her chin up and jack myself at her in the car. A dog walker does a double-take.

“Here you go, Amber. Here’s your reward for being such a good whore for me.” She leans toward me with her face upturned. Jets of baby batter strike her in the lips, up the forehead, along the right side of her nose. She doesn’t flinch. She doesn’t close her eyes, even as the heavy goo clings to her eyelashes. She just holds that burning, horny gaze. When I have nothing left, she gives the head a polite lick.

I put my cock away and Kaitlyn gets out of the car, looking nervous as well as horny. She looks around her, uncertain of our location. I point down the street. “Five blocks that way to the bar. You know the way from there.”

“Uh... I don’t think that is the direction I told him I came from.”

“That explains it then. You couldn’t remember the place because you drunkenly remembered the wrong direction.”

“Yeah...” she said without confidence. Streetlights shine off her glazed face.

“Are you ready for your walk of shame?”

She puffs her cheeks then blows the air out softly. The dog walker keeps looking over at us. “I guess so... I can’t believe this.”

I’m split between wanting to reassure her and wanting to intensify the experience. So... both. “You look like one hot fucking slut.” I kiss the side of her head. “I’ll watch you from here. Let me know how it goes with you-know-who.”

I get back in the car and we wave to each other. She turns and starts walking toward the bar, stiffly at first, with paranoid glances, but within a couple blocks she seems to loosen up.

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