Apologize to Jill

I remained awkwardly pressed against Jill, my softened member still inside her wet passage. She had let out a sigh and lay collapsed upon the counter, seemingly content to remain there almost entirely exposed with her tights and panties in a tangle around her spread knees. With my arousal mostly alleviated by my orgasm, I suddenly felt self-conscious about my situation. I was very aware of my bare ass and my own pants and boxers discarded on the floor nearby.

Not that anyone was all that concerned about it though. People were continually streaming past, scanning their cards, or getting their parking tickets validated by a still topless Karen, holding casual conversations. I stepped back, my flaccid prick sliding out of her to slap down against my thigh causing me to wince a bit at the feel of wet liquids on my leg. I quickly grabbed my underwear and pulled them on, ignoring the catcalls my well hung penis received. I felt better with my boxers on but left off the pants for the moment as I turned back to Jill, who'd already pulled up her tights.

"Uh... sorry about that..." I suddenly felt bad about having sex with her even if she'd been casually accepting of every move I'd made. She had stated she'd wanted to not cheat on her fiance before.

However, now she was completely blase, waving it off with a care free expression, "Don't be. That was really good. I wasn't sure at first cause that monster hurt going in but once I got used to it." She cocked her head to the side consideringly, "But what am I going to tell Steve?"

She looked increasingly worried before a different look crossed her face as she shifted her hips, one of her hands dropping to her pelvis, "Ugh. I've got to use the restroom."

Jill started to move off but I stopped her by grabbing her arm, "What do you mean- what are you going to tell Steve? It was okay for me to fuck you- you didn't mind- no one else minded-"

"Well, yea of course. Its still going to make things weird with my fiance and cause some issues, I just know it. He used to work here so some of his buddies are going to tell him."

I'm not sure what she was talking about but I figured I should try and fix it. It was the least I could do for her. She had let me fuck her after all, "But wait. Isn't it normal for Steve-your fiance- to really like seeing you fuck around with guys like me?"

Her worried expression evaporated instantly to be replaced with a flirty smile, "Heh. That's right. Come here, you stud." She pulled me into a very passionate kiss, this time her tongue was the one invading my mouth as one of her hands clutched my crotch. I grabbed her tight little booty, squeezing it repeatedly as we made out.

Jill pulled back but kept her hand rubbing my growing bulge admiringly as she looked at it, biting her lip for a second, "I gotta go get cleaned up. You made a big mess, mr! Once you strip down for your work out, let me give you a personal training session. Ooh. And you've got to let me take some pictures for Steve!"

Without really waiting for my response, she was off heading for the female locker room.

I was left standing there with a resurgent boner. to which a naked body builder commented, "Daaaamn, man! Why you even working out?"