Nope, time to head home

You and Annie stare at her a moment, look to each other, then back at her, blinking.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"...well??" Sourpuss asks.

"It's exactly what it looks like," you both respond simultaneously. "Nice!" you say in tandem again, high five-ing each other.

"Ugh, yeah, obviously!" Sourpuss says, annoyed. "I meant, are we gonna close up or what? I'm trying to go home."

"Relaaaaax, Izzie," Annie says with a laid-back attitude, waving her hand dismissively. Her head sways back and forth, a smile plastered on her face, eyes closed as if recalling everything that just happened with fondness. "We'll be outta here in no time. Just let me enjoy this for a sec..."

"Izzie?" You give her a quizzical look.

"It's Isabelle. Only she calls me that. I accept it under protest."

"I think it's cute. Takes the edge off the... well, the rest of your demeanor."

"'tHe ReSt oF mY dEmeAnOr'," she says in a mocking voice, "usually isn't like this. But it's late, and I'm tired, and I just wanna be home in my PJs."

"It's true," Annie chimes in, "she's usually actually very funny and charming. OOH, are you talking about the teddy bear PJs??"

Isabelle blushes at the mention of the design, her shoulders tensing and arms squeezing tighter to her chest. She whispers, "Yes, Annie. Those PJs. They're my comfiest set."

"And your sexiest." Annie winks. "So cheeky and revealing!"

"Anniepleasestoprightnow."

"I wouldn't mind seeing what those PJs look like on you," you think.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about, we love a good set," I tell her. "And now I'm interested in seeing this rumored 'funny and charming' Isabelle," you say with a wink, putting some sensual emphasis on her name. She rolls her eyes at you, but you swear you see an imperceptable smirk flash across her face and her shoulders relax a little.

You pull yourself out from between Annie's legs, stepping back. She lets them fall and dangle from the counter, distractedly playing with your cum and putting it in her mouth. You walk over to Isabelle, cock slapping your thighs with every step. She watches you approach with a disinterested look on her face, her body language unchanging. You stand in front of her, barely a foot apart, and scan her body.

She really is stunningly beautiful. Her petite frame is filled out nicely, her proportions perfect. And her work pants, which you weren't able to see before, do a fantastic job of accentuating her bubble butt. You lock eyes with her and reach a hand up to caress her face with your thumb. To your surprise, she lets you without so much as a flinch. You pass your thumb over her cheek, then move it to her lips. You gently pull her bottom lip and coax her chin down. Her mouth opens without resistance, and you stick your thumb in it.

Despite her best efforts to remain unreadable, she's getting into it. Her lips wrap around your thumb as she starts to suck it.

"Oh?" You cock your head.

She only raises her eyebrows at you. Her tongue glides around your digit. You feel her grab the tip of your dick and stroke it lightly. You hum while she does it. Her hand moves to the base of your cock, stroking its length a few times before squeezing a little tighter and dragging her grip across your length. She collects the fluids from you and Annie that still coat your cock in her hand, coaxing remnants of cum from the tip. Her eyelids flutter while she does this. She plays with what she's collected in her hand while pushing your thumb in and out of her mouth.

"What am I gonna do with you, huh?" You ask out loud. "Should I give you the same treatment Annie got, right here, right now? Maybe I should wait for another time, build anticipation."

She pulls her head back, releasing your thumb, to say, "You tell me."

You think on it for a moment. Then:

"As much as I'd love to see your freak flag fly right now, I think I'll save you for a rainy day."

"Tease."

"The pot calling the kettle black!"

She chortles and smirks. Her hand goes up to her mouth, and she starts licking and sucking the fluids off her palm and fingers. She doesn't miss a single drop.

"Okay, I might have to see you sooner than expected," you say.

She smiles and pats you on the chest. "Grab your stuff, big guy. Theater's closed." She walks past you towards Annie.

"Fuck me, did she just flip the script on me? God, that is a sexy woman. Can't wait to try her out."

You walk over to your pile of clothes on the floor and put them on. You may have (relatively) free reign of the world now, but you don't wanna push things just yet by sauntering around naked in public. You overhear Annie and Isabelle chatting, catching part of their conversation while you dress:

"Girl, you are a whole mess and a half," Isabelle tells her.

"Pretty cool, right?"

"That's one word for it. Where did it all come from?"

"Dude, he's like a BOTTOMLESS SUPPLY of cum. Just a FOUNTAIN of semen, he's like a sex god or something."

"Jesus Christ..."

"Nah not like him, maybe Zeus or something."

"That's not- whatever. How on Earth are we gonna get you cleaned up?"

"Oooohhhh, I can think of a couple ways..."

Just as you finish dressing, you turn to see Annie offering two cum covered fingers to Isabelle, which she readily takes into her mouth.

"I love my new life."

As you start walking towards the exit, you feel your phone buzz in your pocket. You pull it out to see 3 notifications you don't recognize:

New Contact: Chrissy

New Contact: Annie

New Contact: Isabelle

"What the...?" you say to yourself when you get a text from Chrissy. You open and read it:

[Hey big guy ;) wanted to give you an easier way to track your conquests, if you decide you want second helpings. See ya round, happy humping!]

"Man, she's really looking out for me. How cool is she?" You catch yourself smiling at your phone.

Just as you're about to walk out the doors, you hear commotion behind you.

"WHAT the FUCK!?"

You turn to see a new face behind the concession stand. A young woman with straight brown hair, big bug eyes, a stacked rack, and plenty of jiggly looking bits. She's wearing all black pants and a long sleeve crew neck shirt. Manager looking type. Her outfit hugs her body in a very revealing way. Annie and Isabelle stare at her like kids caught eating their Halloween haul after midnight, hands and mouths covered in cum. Bug eyes looks horrified.

"What the hell am I looking at!? Is that- is that SEMEN??" she asks.

"Elizabeth. Lizzie. I promise..." Annie starts, "...this is way hotter than it even looks. Wanna taste?"

"A TASTE??" Elizabeth shouts, stunned.

"She's not wrong, it's actually kinda crazy how good this is," Isabelle chimes in.

"Heh, Izzie and Lizzie. Kinda funny," you think.

The moment you have that thought, Elizabeth turns to look at you.

"Did you do this!?"

Before you can answer, your phone buzzes in your hand.

New Contact: Elizabeth

New Message: Chrissy -

[Trust me, it might not seem like it now, but you're gonna want this one in your back pocket xo]

"Aren't I the luckiest guy in the world?"

You look up and respond: "Yup! I'll be in touch about my services. I've got at least one good testimonial, just ask her!" You point at Annie, wave goodbye to all three, and step through the doors. All they can do is stare as you leave.

The streets are quiet and empty as you make your way back to your car, thinking about the endless possibilities that await you. Where will you go? Who will you see? How wet can you get your dick in one day? A whole month??

All in due time. For now, let's just go home and get some rest.