Take her offer...

Your thoughts of the girl you came with are quickly melted. You lean over the desk and kiss April before she can say anything else. She can hardly react soon enough. Your kiss is a bit rough, as well as unforgiving, but you can soon tell that she's enjoying it.

Your tongues tag each other, your hands grope at one another, she's leaning so far forward that April nearly tumbles over the desk, which makes her pull away and let out a cute giggle. Her eyes glide over your features and face; licking her lips as she does so. Her wipes her mouth and smirks at you. "We should go in the back room...we wouldn't want to gather a crowd us." Her eyes then skips yours and beams towards Delilah in the background.

"It won't be long, I'm so horny that I was about to touch myself anyway. I had...had a untimely break up with a boyfriend a few weeks ago." April tugs some stray hairs behind her ears and winks at you. "We can fuck in there, no one will hear us."

For a moment, you think a little better of yourself and try to get out of it, but her kisses are toxic and the scent of her body drives you forward into her petite frame, awkwardly embracing her body over the desk. You kiss her neck and touch her ass, making her pant and let out horny moans that threaten your secret task.

She struggles away from you. Seeing her face again, you see that her cheeks have flushed. "Knock it off~ you're going to get us caught! Now follow me, so we can start fucking."

You look behind you, Delilah is still distracted. You follow April into the backroom and close the door behind you.

Click...The door behind locks with a deadbolt. It's just you, April, and a couple of shelves along the walls. The room itself has carpet, and it heated to your own surprise, indicating that this room was probably used for something else at one point in it's time before the bombs were lobed.

April begins unbuttoning the blouse that she is wearing. One-by-one, the buttons are parted. Her shirt hangs loosely; exposing a sexy black lace bra underneath. She tells you to hurry up, and undress yourself as well.

While undressing, you watch April spin around and unzip her skirt. Her skirt falls to the floor, a black lace garter belt that holds her stockings up and a matching thong. You look at her, now second guessing her age. She's a little shorter than Delilah, and she now looks a lot younger. "How...how old are you?"

She glares at you, puffing her cheeks out. Her red drills swaying back and forth as she stomps. "I'm 19! Now shut the fuck up and get your dick out!"