Pretend to have been waiting

After you watch Abby exit the room, you teleport outside to the car waiting for you and you make yourself visible again. Your driver, some middle age guy, is reading a newspaper in the car and he doesn't seem to notice you as you lean against the car and put your hands in your pockets and wait. A few minutes later, Abby comes walking around the manor from the garden in a hurry. She sees you and the car and walks in your direction.

"Hey-" you greet her when she approaches, but she ignores and go around to the other side of the car and gets in the backseat. She's not happy, which you can't exactly fault her for. You get in the car too and tell the driver to bring you both back to the estate and you and Abby sit in silence in the back.

The drive is long even without traffic and about halfway back to the estate, the silent treatment from Abby is starting to bug you and you decide to break the ice.

"Do you want to talk about it?" you ask.

Abby crosses her arms and looks away from you, out the window on her side of the car. "Not really," she says.

You're not sure how to follow that so you just sit there and look at the side of her head. At some point, the car passes a huge truck and you can see Abby's reflection on the window and she sees you too.

"It was weird," she says, still looking away but also at you in the faint reflection in the window.

"What happened?" you ask, even though you know the answer already. You wonder if Abby will tell you the truth.

"It was, he was..." Abby says, then she glances to the front of her at the back of the driver's head. There's no partition and of course he can hear you 2 speaking, but Abby decides to continue anyway. "He was mechanical? And his sister was in the room, filming, I think."

"That's kinda weird, I guess," you say.

"That's not all.... he...."

"Yeah?"

"He seemed like he just wanted to get it over as quickly as possible, you know, like when a hooker is trying to make quick work of a John, but the other way around.... And.... he didn't finish.... with me," Abby says.

"What do you mean? Like he jerked off at the end?" you say, again knowing the answer.

"No, that would have been less weird... No, he... went over to Ekaterina and she... helped him," Abby says.

"Well, that's weird, but at least good for you, right?" you say.

Abby finally turns around to face you. She shrugs. "I guess? Not that I wanted him to, you know, but..." she trails off and blushes and it takes you a moment to realize what she's getting at. For a woman as hot as Abby, you can't imagine she's ever been with a guy who didn't want to cum in or on her in some way.