Lunch and a spa day.

After watching how Cheryl and Pam swallowed his cum, August heard the footsteps and voices of some people approaching. He quickly pulled up his pants and urged the two women to get in the car, no matter how cumdrunk they had gotten. They wouldn't have cared about anyone walking past, but August preferred not to get arrested for something like that. Besides, he wanted to enjoy the rest of the day completely rather than having to deal with a bunch of cops.

They decided to get lunch first, going to a nearby restaurant where Cheryl told everything about the interview. How she might have said something crazy, or something indicating that she wasn't their typical secretary anyhow. Then she had thrown a fit because they weren't interested, and she had stormed back to the parking lot. August's hand wrapped around her neck made everything better, however. "My panties are still soaked." She whispered into his ear as the two of them enjoyed their meal, giving his crotch a playful squeeze. It was soon followed by Pam's foot reaching up, massaging his cock through his trousers as they had lunch together. Clearly, she wanted to try and put him on the spot since they were still in public.

Obviously, it didn't take long for August's cock to become rockhard thanks to Pam's feet rubbing his crotch and Cheryl's soft hands feeling up his muscles. The food was great, but it was hard to actually concentrate. When the waitress came over to hand over the bill and take away their empty plates, her eyes fell down on the spy's crotch and a blush crept onto her face. It only caused Pam to laugh out loudly, loving to see him like that.

She might be smoking hot now, but she didn't change a bit...

"Hey, I think I own this restaurant," Cheryl exclaimed, noticing how the waitress gave her a confused look. "Miss Tunt... You own this entire street, pretty much. Even the spa is yours!" She explained, confused how Cheryl didn't even know that. Sure, the restaurant was part of her inheritance and she couldn't keep track of everything since her family was really rich... But surely she knew that she was visiting one of her own restaurants?

"I could go for a spa day," Pam added, and her two companions were more than happy to agree. Sure, Malory wouldn't be too happy that they had disappeared for the entire day, but what was she going to do? It would be impossible to find anyone crazy enough to work at ISIS anyhow, so she'd have to work with what she had. Besides, it had been ages since they took a day off and they felt like they deserved it. They couldn't give a reason, but they did! Promise.

Cheryl's spa was just down the road like the waitress had indicated. The three of them went on foot, and it was very obvious that Pam was loving the attention. Her new bust - showing off plenty of cleavage with some buttons undone - was making heads turn left and right, and she made sure to sway her hips with every step she took. Showing off her new looks, and August couldn't blame her. He was more than happy to go along with her, even giving her phat ass a playful smack when she shook it over at a group of guys, not wanting her to get too distracted. "Sploosh." She grinned, winking over at that handsome spy. Sure, it seemed fun to tease those guys but after getting a taste of August's dick, she wanted more.

A spa seemed perfect for that...

"Goddamnit!" August could hear Pam shout from the other side of the hallway. He had just gone in the lockerrooms to strip down and wrap a towel around his body, while the girls had been doing the same. He grinned softly as he realized what the problem was - Pam was struggling with the towel. It had fallen down when she tried opening the door, and she was busy wrapping it around her busty body again. However, there was a bit of a dilemma. If she covered her breasts entirely with the towel, most of her pussy was completely visible. If she tugged it further down, the fabric would just fall under those large mounds constantly. The hot blonde didn't even notice how August was enjoying the show, as she settled for a middle way. This did cause the top of her areola to be quite visible, as well as her pussy peeking from under the towel just a tiny bit. Not that she cared, but she didn't want to go against the policy of the spa right away.

"I swear to god, if one of these dimwits dares to say anything, I'll crush them." She grunted out. That seemed unnecessarily aggressive...

"... With your tits?" Cheryl asked carefully, looking at her friend.

"Yes, with my tits!" Pam called out as the three of them walked through the hallway, on the way to start off with a relaxing massage. The idea of crushing someone with her tits made her grin, remembering that she was actually really hot now. Really, she didn't care about being seen naked. She wanted to be seen naked, but she didn't want to get kicked out - mostly because she knew Cheryl would just let it happen, just for shits and giggles.

As soon as they walked into the massage room, the extremely curvaceous woman dropped her towel back to the floor. Revealing herself in front of the three masseurs and her two friends without shame. "Alright, I'm ready for this!" She rubbed her hands together as she paraded over to the massage table, and laid down on top of it. Cheryl and August were a bit more timid, only letting their towels fall when they were standing right next to the tables and laid down immediately. However, it didn't take long for all nerves to be removed as these professionals really knew what they were doing, running their strong hands over the tense bodies. When given the chance, August had requested a female masseur himself. Not that he would be too bothered, but the guy at the lobby had asked them specifically. While Pam and Cheryl wanted to get the hunkiest man available, August thought a woman could be a bit more pleasant.

Her soft hands felt awesome. Especially when she was massaging his broad shoulders. She could probably feel that he had been under quite a bit of stress lately, most of that a direct cause of ISIS, and so she was giving special attention to his tense parts.

Half an hour passed before the masseurs started wrapping up, and gave the group some time to get back in their towels.

"Sauna?" Cheryl suggested. The massage had seemed the most interesting to her, but she wanted to check out some other facilities as well, and they still had plenty of times. With August's phone still in the lockers, he wouldn't even notice if his mother called in, and technically he was still following her orders. He was making sure these two didn't do anything stupid... Other than skipping a day of work, of course!