Listen to Kristi and go through the grey one

Shrugging your shoulders, you decide to listen to the higher ups and walk through the grey one. It disappears behind you as you step into a clean, grey carpeted office.

The office appears to be tidy and well kept, employees are busy at work in a grid of neat, grey cubicles. You scan the room for Kristi, your contact point for the inner workings of this heavenly afterlife. You spot her at the reception desk, chewing the fat with a salt and pepper haired man in his late 40s. Kristi smiles and waves you over when she sees you.

“Oh thank goodness you’re here David! Tom and I were just talking about you, we had a little bet on which door you were going to pick, haha.” You turn your eyes to the middle aged man, who opens his mouth to speak.

“I didn’t think you were gonna come back! Given the choice between a dull office and a universe full of lesbians, most people choose the latter,” he says chuckling. “I was half tempted to leave you there while we worked out the kinks. Most of those broads don’t even fuck, they just go on coffee date after coffee date, it gets so dull watching everything unfold.”

‘Tom may be the first sensible person I’ve met here,’ you think to yourself, standing up tall and square next to him. Kristi gives Tom a decidedly disapproving look and turns back to you.

“So anyways, I’m sure you’re wondering—” Tom cuts Kristi off with a wave of his hand.

“Sweetheart, the men are talking here. Why don’t you take care of our valued guest while I explain to him where we are.” Kristi scowls and kneels down at your feet like a good little whore, pulling your pants down to your ankles and throating you all by herself. You lean back to let her work and continue chatting with Tom.

“So anyways, I’m sure you’re wondering where you are and who we are. Welcome to Universe HQ, where all the hard work is done. Employees work tirelessly around the clock to provide you with your blissful, eternal paradise.”

“Wow,” you say, looking around curiously. Kristi bobs her head back and forth an inch from your pelvis, hilting your cock in her throat when she gags like a good little whore. You grunt quietly but forcefully as the skin of her esophagus vibrates around your cock. “So, I’ve met Kristi before, but who are you?” Tom smiles at your question.

“You already know my name, but I’m Tom, CEO of our whole operation.” Tom stretches his arm out for a handshake, you shake it while Kristi chugs away at your dick.

“So what is… Blowjob universe? What is this place and why is it here?” Tom chuckles and shakes his head.

“Well, I wish I could tell you the meaning of the universe but it’s a closely guarded secret of the trade. If I told you I’d have to kill you again.” Unsure of whether or not he’s serious, you decide to brush past this question.

“Right… Hang on a sec.” You squeeze Kristi’s head down and bust a quick nut in her throat, 10 or 15 spurts max. Kristi gulps it all down nicely, spitting you out when you finish throbbing.

“Excuse me Kristi, did our valued guest tell you to stop?” Tom says sternly.

“Yeah Kristi, did I tell you to stop?! Get back down there and suck my dick, sloppier and rougher this time.” Kristi scowls at both of you, squatting back down and bobbing away at your dick with obscenely loud gulps.

“SO ANYWAYS, LIKE I WAS SAYING,” you shout, struggling to be heard over Kristi’s throat sounds. “HOW LONG DO I HAVE TO BE HERE FOR?” Frustrated with Kristi’s bratty attitude, you push her head into your groin, silencing her for the time being.

“Thank you for that,” Tom says. “Women am I right? You can stay here as long as you’d like, facefuck Kristi or one of our interns, or you can go back to the main room and cross through another door. It’s up to you.

You ponder for a moment, unsure of where to go.