have the rest of the day off

"Is it okay if I have the rest of the day off, boss?" I ask Gina.

"You're paid per delivery, so it's really up to you."

"Thanks, boss," I say, handing her my keys.

"No, John. Take them. You can even bring the bike home.... remember we have something to resume."

"Thanks again boss. Maybe we'll do it some other time. My girlfriend just texted me. Looks like she wants it up her ass this time."

Gina kisses me deeply on the lips and whispers. "Are you not wondering how it would also feel up my ass or my pussy?"

"Maybe?" I say as I head downstairs. Realizing that I did not yet have lunch, I bring two boxes of pizza with me as I head back to Doe's apartment with the bike.

When I open the door, I am surprised to see a woman with dark curls and large pink glasses, sitting on the sofa and eyeing me suspiciously. "Where's Doe?" I ask. Before the woman could answer, I hear the gushing of water from the shower.

"She's finishing her shower now. Maybe you should take a seat," the woman says as she stands and offers her hand. I see that she is somewhat taller than Doe. Her brown-colored bodycon dress emphasize her slight curves despite her thin frame. "Hi John," she says, glancing at my nametag. "I'm Daisy. Maybe I could pay for Doe's order. How much does that cost?" She returns to her seat and opens her shoulder bag.

I realize how I must appear, being still in my pizza shop uniform and holding two boxes of pizza in my hand. I glance at her long soft legs, as the front slit of her skirt opens even wider in her frustration at not being able to find something in her bag. "I can offer a fifty percent discount if you'd let me see your tits," I suggest.

She glances at me, her face clearly flushed at my suggestion. She appears to be momentarily debating with herself whether she should take the offer, before she finally unzips the top half of her dress and unfastens her bra. I can see that she has A cups. She glances at me nervously, waiting for me to say something.

"I said that was fifty percent off. Maybe a view of your pussy, would make it a ninety percent off." I additionally offer.

She ignores my succeeding offer as she retrieves her purse from her bag. "I'll just pay the remaining fifty percent," she says, extending her hand towards me with a couple of bills. Her dress suddenly slips to the floor, instantly displaying her naked beauty, and a red thong that barely covered her pussy. She instinctively attempts to cover her groin but realizes the futility and says, "Ninety percent, right?"

"The pussy is still covered," I say, as my eyes feast on her nakedness.

As the bathroom door slides open, I hear Doe's voice. "Why are you undressed, Daisy? Did he make you do that?" Doe approaches us with only a towel tied in a turban on her hair.

"He said I would get a ninety percent discount on the pizza you ordered if..."

Doe bursts into sudden laughter upon realizing what has happened. "Daisy, I'd like to introduce you to my boyfriend, John. He works in a pizza shop. Daisy is my project partner."

I grin at Daisy as I unzip my jacket. She appears not to take the joke well, as she slumps back into the sofa and begins to sob sofly.

"See what you've done! John. I'm commanding you to make her happy!" Doe suddenly says in an angry tone. "Daisy, you're free to let John do anything you wish. He deserves to be punished for having fun at your expense!"

I kneel in front of Daisy. "I'm really sorry Daisy. Anything I can do to make you feel better?" She continues to ignore me. I move to her side and place my arms around her naked body, hugging her tightly.

She appears to be relieved as she stops sobbing and smiles at me. I release her. "No," she says. "I need more of that hug." She then glances at Doe who is busy with her hair. "You really mean I'm allowed to do anything?" She asks in confirmation.

"Anything, dear Daisy." Doe replies.

Daisy looks at me and appears to be trying to figure out what to make me do first-- her tongue unconsciously licking her lips. Unable to wait for her first command, I kiss her on lips and try to **** my tongue into her mouth. She is shocked but does not refuse, and she is soon sucking on my tongue.

After breaking our kiss, she squeezes her small teats and looks at me longingly. I start to suckle her left tit, and soon she is moaning softly.

Before I could proceed to her right, Doe interrupts. "I think, that's enough. I'd never seen that side of you, Daisy."

"I also didn't know I had that side," Daisy responds, somewhat ashamed at the realization, her face blushing again.

"But honestly, if I didn't interrupt, would you reach the point where you'd want him to fuck you?" Doe asks. "I won't be mad at you... promise."

"I actually haven't thought that far, as I was simply enjoying the moment, but that would be a strong possibility."

"So, if I let you borrow him for a day, what would you be willing to pay me?"

"That's an interesting hypothetical situation, Doe. Maybe we should focus our project investigation along that line instead.... Well, if I had him for a day... that's just too long... maybe, about three hours, perhaps..."

"John, resume what you were doing to her nipples," Doe abruptly says.

I do not wait for any confirmation from Daisy before I return to her breasts and alternately suck on them. As she starts to moan, I move my fingers between her legs and feel her moistness through her thong. She is soon grinding her pussy against my hand.

I suddenly feel the nakedness of her shaven pussy after realizing that Doe has untied Daisy's thong. I then move to Daisy's navel and lick it lightly as she squirms in excitement. When I finally move my head between her legs, she is already drenched in her juices. I can feel Doe undoing my pants and briefs as I continue eating Daisy's pussy. Before long, she is squirting her juices on my face. "I want him inside me, Doe."

Doe guides me to the sofa, as Daisy impatiently awaits to straddle me. Given her tall frame and the low sofa, she impales herself with my cock in a reverse cowgirl position. "Oh John, you're so long... and large." Daisy moans, as I push my full length into her tight pussy. Soon we are pumping to a slow rhythm.

Doe then moves her ass in front of Daisy. "I want you to lick my asshole." Daisy complies, and manages to match her licking rhythm with our pumping.

I use my free hands to squeeze Daisy's tits again as I feel her cunt muscles tighten around my cock. Daisy momentarily pauses giving Doe's asshole her attention as she moans loudly. Soon my cock is flooded with her juices as I feel her pussy convulse. "I'm about to cum," I say, as I feel myself being drawn to the edge.

"Wait," Doe yells. "I want your cum in my asshole."

Daisy soon dismounts and kneels on the floor as she releases another wave of her juices. "Oh my God," she says, as she holds her thighs in an attempt to steady herself.

Doe takes Daisy's place and slowly lowers her ass towards me. I guide my cock into Doe's tight asshole that had been moistened with Daisy's saliva. I easily push my cockhead inside but pause momentarily as Doe adjusts her sphincter to my size. Doe rapidly fingers herself as I enter her asshole.

After having recovered, Daisy volunteers to assist and goes down on all fours in front of Doe and proceeds to eat Doe's pussy.

Doe suddenly screams as she grabs Daisy's black curls in her fists and mashes Daisy's face against her pussy-- finally squirting her juices all over Daisy's surprised face. I am immediately jolted to release my cum inside Doe's asshole. Doe collapses to the floor as my semi-limp cock slides out. She glances at me and smiles.

"I never heard you scream before." I say.

"That's the new me!" Doe says.

"Any more surprises?" I ask.

Without answering, Doe licks my cock clean-- my shrinking cock that had just left her asshole. Daisy is busy licking my cum that is slowly spilling out of Doe's asshole. They finallly lick each other's tongues as they exchange my cum between them.

"So, you still want only three hours with John?" Doe asks Daisy.

"Maybe twelve hours... I won't be able to get up from bed if I spend twenty-four hours with him."

Just then, Doe's phone beeps. "That must be Julia," she says as she retrieves her phone. "We have to be at this address in fifteen minutes," Doe finally says. "You have to smell fresh, John." She adds, pulling me with her towards the bathroom.

"Who's Julia, Doe?" Daisy asks.

"Just a client," Doe yells above the shower.

Moments later, as Doe and I exit the bathroom, Daisy probes further. "You're into what sort of business?"

Feeling starved, I open the boxes of pizza. Doe looks at Daisy as if contemplating whether to tell her or not.

"I won't compete with you... promise. I'll even help market your product." Daisy says between bites. "Don't tell me you're already providing relationship advice. I know you're good but you don't have a license yet. Maybe you should..."

Doe cuts her off. "Listen, Daisy. John is the product and the service, but it's not what you think." I hurried put on my clothes, wondering where the conversation would lead.

Daisy stares are her with wide eyes. "What? You're pimping out your boyfriend?"

"Let me explain." Doe says. "It's not for the sex... it's something more emotional, more..."

Daisy nods. "Yes, I know you. You're too kind to your clients so that if they say they wanted your boyfriend in order to feel well, you're going to give in. Maybe you'd even let them fuck you if they said they needed your pussy!"

Doe's face turns red as she glances at me in embarrassment. I stare at her, unable to say anything. I didn't know whether I should get be mad at her or pity her. Daisy also notices the look on Doe's face.

"Oh my God! Don't tell me you did it. Oh my...." Daisy exclaims.

Doe bursts into tears. "I'm so sorry, John," she sobs. "I felt at that moment it was the right thing to do. I..."

I head for the door and exit the apartment, not wanting to hear any of the details. I start the motorcycle then proceed to the address Julia had texted Doe.

Was this why she was allowing me to fuck other girls? Was this why she was becoming the 'new' Doe?

I arrive at a remote airstrip and park at the designated area for motorcycles. As I enter the enclosure, I notice a woman in a dark blue jumpsuit hurriedly approaching. When she is within hearing distance she stops and yells, "John?"

"Yes!" I yell back.

"Hi, I'm Julia. Please hurry, we're late." She heads toward the plane as I start to jog towards her direction. As I enter the two-seater Cessna, the woman asks me to hand her my phone. Noticing the surprised look on my face, she says, "The boss' orders."

I hesitate as I realize that I wouldn't be allowed to connect with Doe during my stay with Julia. I deliberate whether I should send Doe a text message or not. Or maybe I should call her.