Try to drive back to her place.

You lead Tami from the Beef 'n Beer, with her arms and practically her legs wrapped around you, as some of the amused onlookers hoot or yell "Get a room!" You rather wish there were a motel nearby, but she probably doesn't live too far from here. You stop as you reach your car in the lot.

"Your place is probably closest. Do you want to drive?" you suggest.

"Is this your car?" she asks.

"Yes," you confirm, hoping that she's too distracted to notice all the rust and primer.

"Let's take it!" she says, practically humping your leg.

You let her in the car, and by the time you return to the driver's side, she has her seat fully reclined. No sooner do you close your door than she's on on your lap, arms around you, and tongue halfway down your throat. Your heart racing, you return her passion, wrestling her back into her own seat without breaking the kiss, and trying to get your pants down.

How it is you haven't popped your load in your pants already isn't clear, but having had similar stamina this afternoon, you can only assume you have the AXE to thank. Some "failure".

You break the kiss to let her pull her dress up, revealing a bright red thong too thin to even fully conceal her close trimmed blonde "landing strip". You pull it down her legs as she writhes to pull her sweater dress over her head, tossing it and her glasses onto the back seat. Her body looks as gorgeous as it felt, now clad only in a sheer red bra that you can clearly see her nipples through.

"Oh God, John , I want your cock so bad!" she gasps, her sparkling green eyes ablaze with lust.

You slide the head into her tight, wet pussy with a sigh and feel her legs wrap around you, pulling you into her.

"Yes! YES! FUCK me!" She pulls your hair as you thrust, and you grunt as you increase your pace and ****.

"Such a hot little thing. Sure you can take it?" you tease.

"Don't hold back, you bastard! Give it to me!"

You screw her furiously for several minutes, pulling her into a deep kiss as you feel her tremble in climax, and you join in your own. You groan into each other's mouths, and she scratches at your back, but gasps "Don't stop!" as soon as you break your kiss. She can feel that you're still as hard as ever.

Still rock hard and seething with your own lust, you raise off her so she can turn over and you can take her from behind. You squeeze and smack her beautiful round ass with one hand, and pull on her blonde ponytail with the other, while she groans a stream of filthy encouragement. She bites the headrest of her seat when you feel her cum a second time.

She turns over to embrace you, beaming blissfully as you rub your still firm erection against her silky thighs. If she's surprised that you're still hard, she doesn't say so, but grasps your shaft in her firm, soft fingers.

"Give it to me, baby," she purrs in her soft, but wickedly sexy voice, licking her lips as she looks up at you. "I want to taste you."

You're not sure how much sperm you have left after this afternoon, but you move up over her face and she begins licking your mingled juices off it like a melting popsicle. "Mmmmmmm... hot and creamy..." she smiles as she slurps, lapping the head of your cock teasingly, and you shiver at the sensation. You begin to thrust and it seems to encourage her. She takes you deep... making your loins and legs and toes tingle.

"Oh, Tami! Gonna fill your pretty little mouth!"

She strokes your shaft and lick/sucks the head vigorously, and her moans of encouragement seem to travel up your cock and your very spine. You erupt over her lips and while she laps hungrily, seed and spit flow over her cheeks and chin and neck.

"Ohhhhh... I needed that sooooo bad..." she coos, licking her fingers lazily.

You drive Tami home, figuring she'll clean up and then you'll drive her back to pick up her car at the Beef 'n Beer, but one thing leads to another after you reach her apartment, and by the time you're done playing she seems thoroughly exhausted. You agree to pick her up for work tomorrow morning, and head home.

But not before swinging by the office. It's after midnight by the time you get there, and the whole office park is dark and quiet. You find the box of cans right where you left it, and make room for it in the clutter of your trunk. Before departing, though, you notice a light on in the Biogenetech offices. Specifically, it appears to be the CEO's office.

"I wonder if that's good or bad news?" you think. Working on some new breakthrough, or trouble with the bottom line. Not that it matters much to you. The building will need cleaning regardless. Not a great job, but not a lot of stress -- and a pretty impressive little fringe benefit.