there was no afterglow

There was no afterglow.

While Terrence still had his cock inside Emma, while he was winding down from the intense sex, the thrilling orgasm, he didn't see Emma's handlers approaching.

Emma rolled back a bit, working hard to contain Terrence's semen inside her, but soon separated herself from Terrence and rose to her feet. One of her handlers appeared with some kind of small device, which Emma wrapped around her waist and between her legs.

"This will keep the sperm in. It will help ensure pregnancy." The handler buckled the device on Emma, who seemed to have lost any attention on Terrence.

"Wait, Ms. Watson!" said Terrence, also standing up. His dick had softened, and his knees had gone weak.

Emma looked back at him. "Yes?"

"Is that it?"

One of the other handlers stepped in. "What more did you expect? You completed your role in this. You are excused."

"Excused? But ..." Terrence suddenly felt abandoned, alone. "Ms. Watson!" he cried.

Emma looked back at him once. She offered a faint smirk through tight lips, and then turned back and walked away.

"Emma Watson, ladies and gentlemen!" shouted the auctioneer. "And our fine young specimen here." He gestured to a still naked Terrence.

The crowd applauded. Terrence looked around and found some of his clothes, which he reluctantly pulled back on. He shuffled back to his group, but wasn't sure how they might react to him. He knew Jan would be furious, if she was even still there. The rest, he had no idea.

"So," said Wyatt.

Terrence was quiet. In the aftermath of his tryst with Emma Watson, he suddenly felt ****, ashamed, wrong. He looked up and saw that Jan was, in fact, still there. Her face was flush and her eyes were red.

"You asshole," she said.

"Jan, I --" Terrence began.

"You have nothing to say to me," she replied. "Did you think this wasn't real life or something?" She stepped forward to boldly face Terrence, forcing him to look at her. "Look at me! Did you think this was make believe? That you would fantasize about something and then go back to your fiancée? No. No!"

Terrence remained quiet. There was a hush around them.

"No. That's not how it went. Instead, you betrayed me. You fucked a complete stranger. You pretended you had the right to do it, like it was some kind of celebrity freebie, but that's bullshit."

"Jan," said Terrence quietly.

"Don't fucking 'Jan' me. We're done, Ter. We're over."

She sobbed and wrenched her engagement ring from her finger. She handed it to Kayla, and then turned to Damien.

"I want out. Now."

The rest of the evening was a bit of a blur to all of them. Jan was completely distraught. Kayla stayed with her for the night. Kat disappeared with someone at the auction house and didn't resurface for three days. Wyatt awkwardly stayed with Terrence until they both left together, but their friendship was never the same again.