Lenny was able to tire out Erica’s Berserker-level stamina.

“A-Are you sure you’re satisfied…?” Lenny asked as he struggled to zip up his pants.

Erica panted “Yeah… I’m amazed you can still walk, after all that. Although…” as she glanced at his still rock-hard erection. “… d-do you want some help with that…?”

“… no, we’re late enough as it is.” Leonard sighed, tucking his turgid member into his waistband. The head was poking out the top, he couldn’t remember the last time that happened. Luckily he’d have an undershirt that should keep any precum from staining his work polo while his length softened.

He’d noticed something was wrong when his boss started hovering around the check-out counters. Luckily, worrying about his and Erica’s jobs killed the remaining boner he still had from that morning.

Except, Ann kept staring at him specifically. Not his “suspiciously smiling” roommate, just him. She had cameras everywhere, or so she said, was there some shoplifter he missed? Leonard started looking at everyone using the automated machines, for fear of being caught a second time doing subpar work.

Eventually, he spotted an old man who only scanned one of his four packages of frozen waffles before paying and trying to leave. He wasn’t sure if he was allowed to stop the man legally, but staying employed was his first priority for the time being.

“S-Sir…? You, um, didn’t pay for t-three of those…” Leonard whimpered.

The customer squinted, looked at his receipt, then apologized and went back to pay for the other three. “Terribly sorry, I thought it was cheaper than usual…” the old man muttered.

A sigh of relief escaped his lips. Lenny glanced back at Ann, to gauge her reaction, but she was looking at something on her phone. From her focused expression, she might have missed the whole exchange that just happened.

And so his anxiety returned in full ****.

When Erica didn’t join him for lunch, he got more worried. When she walked out of their boss’s office, stunned, he began to sweat.

“W-What happened…?” Lenny asked as she sat down in the folding chair next to his.

She blinked. Then blinked again. “She… asked if we were sleeping together…?” his roommate explained, an eyebrow raised.

“… why…? Wait, more than that, what’d you tell her?”

“Well, I said no. I figured that’d be suspicious, guessing you said something similar when she talked to you last workday. But…”

“But what?”

Still confused, Erica said “Then she smiled, licked her lips, and told me to go back to my lunch…”

“… huh.”

The two ate their lunches in silence, unaware of what awaited them once their shift ended.