She tries again

Amy shakes her head in frustration at getting distracted by your actions. "Sorry, I don't know if he picked up or I got his voicemail with whatever it was you were doing. I'm going to try again."

Your brain is still trying to recover from the fog as you see her focus on her phone. It's only when you see your name flash on the screen as she moves it up to her ear that you realize your phone is about to buzz again. "Wait! Stop!" you shout out but it's too late.

Bzzzz bzzzz bzzzz

Still recovering from the recent release gives you just enough buffer of clarity to dig in your skirt and pull out your phone frantically and drop it on the seat next to you. Your relief is only short lived though as the vibrations of the next ring reverberate through the cushion.

With her focus on your wild flailing, there is no covering the source of the sound as her mind puts together the ringing in her ear lines up with the sound coming from next to you and her jaw drops.

Cornered with no way to escape, you do the unthinkable: you admit the truth. "I can explain," you start holding your hands out.

"Joe?!?" she asks unable to move her phone from her ear even as she heard your voicemail getting her call.

"Yes," you spit out quickly, "I know it's crazy but I can explain." You try, still trying to come up with a wild idea but stick with a limited truth. "Jenny said it would be a good way to find out what I did wrong."

"And you put that on??" Amy said gesturing to your outfit.

"Well, ya," you reply sheepishly as you fiddle with the skirt and top, "it was what she gave me."

"Oh my god!" Amy yells pointing at your lap, anger you didn't realize you had inadvertently lifted up the hem of your skirt. "Is that cum?!? Do you get off on this??" Amy almost screams looking at the tiny, creamy puddle growing between your thighs.

"I can't deal with this," Amy says as she stands up and makes a bee line through the crowd towards the exit.

"Wait," you call out as you stand up on shaky legs and tried to follow her, but you're significantly slower in the still unfamiliar heels. Feeling your fluids sliding down your thighs, you try to keep your legs together resulting in you swinging your ass even more as you bounce between the sea of strangers trying to locate Amy.