Not a Lot.

You are half dozing on top of Holly, her-your pussy still maintaining a messy grip on your softened member. She is taking it in stride, her position at least somewhat more comfortable face down on the couch. You are at least taking some of your weigh off of her with a bent arm squeezed between her side and the back of the couch. The tv is on because Ashley has gotten bored, having decided to just sit on the floor next to you guys for some reason.

You reach back and grab her shoulder, "What are you doing?"

"Oh you're up? I'm watching Maury. I didn't think you'd mind. But uh... what should I be watching? Or doing? What's on my schedule?"

You let out an amused breath. That was so wierd. Your independent intelligent, confident roommate passively subordinating herself to your whims just because of some random stuff you said. You push up slowly, looking down as your flaccid length was squeezed by Holly's pussy lips, compressed as they were by her thighs as she lay on the couch beneath you. It came out sticky and wet with a lewd sound. Holly groans and pulls away to sit on the couch.

She draws her knees up to her chest and winces, pressing her hand quickly between her legs. She hops off the couch, saying, "Ah. I'm leaking. Ohmygod."

"You mind cleaning me off with your mouth?" you ask Ashley.

The beautiful brunette turns away from the tv with a smile, settling between your legs, "Not at all. Am I going to be your official cock cleaner?" She then precedes to pick up your flaccid dick in her hand and sucks it into her mouth, all the while watching you closely.

You groan with pleasure, especially when Ashley moves down to lick your balls thoroughly.

Holly moves closer as she finishes fixing her clothes, "Well, I guess I'd better get to work. I've got a lot to do with the tenants but um as your assistant I'm uh... looking forward to serving you in uh.... anyway you require, sir" She meaningfully looks at your dick, blushing a bit.

With Ashley graciously sucking your slowly hardening dick, you look up at Holly, "Oh? So I can drop by your office every day for a blowjob and coffee?"

The pretty blonde is nonplussed, hands on her hips, "Of course, that and more. Whatever you want. You set my job duties after all."

You snort and give her a salute and she waves and leaves your apartment, butt sashaying pointedly the whole way.

"I think it's clean. You can be done." you tell Ashley and she sits back, nicely laying your member down.

"Sweet." she says, "What next, master?"

"Master?" you ask her, raising your eyebrows.

"You don't like it? I'll call you whatever you want. Just figured that fit and you'd get off on it."

"It's hot. But nah, just keep calling me by my name and we'll save the Master stuff for the bedroom."

"Whatever you want, John. So what do you want to do for the rest of the day?"

You're actually feeling pretty tired. But you can see that she is still fishing for her schedule and you find yourself wondering if you've stolen every bit of Ashley's independence. Will she do nothing unless you specify it? "Um... Spend the next three hours shopping. Tell Holly to give you five hundred dollars from the apartments' accounts. Buy a bunch of thongs and stockings. That's all I want you to wear from the waist down and only high heels."

Getting to her feet, she smirked knowingly, "Nice. Sounds like I'm going to have a lot of fun. And I get to spend your money? Hell yea. What do I do after that?"

You're feeling decidedly drowsy and wave your hand dismissively, "Finger fuck your pussy for an hour? I don't know. Come back in four hours and I'll tell you."