Let her inspect your drive.

You've had your share of fun in the restaurant; to the victor now go the spoils. "I'd hate to get in the way of the expert," you remark, dropping your arms to your sides.

"Didn't stop you before," counters Rebecca, barely covering a pant with a dash of dry wit, even as she begins fumbling with your belt and zipper.

"You're not complaining, are you?"

"I don't know," she murmurs, yanking down your pants by the waist, along with your underwear. Almost like a rubber band snapping back into neutral position your rigid cock rises from its bound state, pointing forward like a bayonet. "From the looks of things, I might need to put in a few hours of extra effort."

You throw your head back as Rebecca brings her tongue to your mast, giving it a series of erratic, fast licks before going down on two-thirds of your length without missing a beat. She gives a deep moan as she drinks your musk-stained scent, and before too long she works up a frenzied rhythm on your shaft like a piston. Gone are the subtle strokes and tantalizing teasing; Rebecca is single-mindedly determined to get you off. Still, you find the sight of the normally cool, collected computer technician losing herself on your weaponry nonetheless arousing. Not as finessed as Jackie's technique, but charming and sweet in her own way.

As Rebecca begins groaning in a way not unlike a child whining impatiently you feel your pelvis start to shudder. You glance downwards as your breathing starts to accelerate, but Rebecca shows no signs of stopping. Jutting forward, you clench your teeth as the sensation of swelling and exploding ripples through your crotch. You feel jets of your essence slide down Rebecca's throat as she continues to go up and down; the motion causing a few stray spurts to leak from her lips.

Finally stopping, you manage to right yourself and your weak knees. Sweat drips from your brow as you meet Rebecca's gaze. She licks the sides of her mouth, catching the remnants of your discharge and grins. "Just as I thought. I think I might need to make weekly inspections, now."