Take... in - No Pulses

You decide to go along and let Frank and Tyler leave.

Jennifer immediately yanks you closer. "I knew you wanted it," she whispers contemptuously against your lips. "Fucking useless men, all of you. Only thing you're good... I mean adequate for."

With surprising speed, she frantically undoes your pants and roughly pulls your cock free and moves downwards. There are no preamble, no foreplay. She spits on your shaft and immediately engulfs it in her mouth, going deep, fast, and rough. Her head bobs furiously, she moans something nasty, her hair flying everywhere. Cellophane crunches underneath her knees adding the sound of cheap trash to the act. She sucks with aggressive desperation, determined to make you come before her husband gets back. And yet she finds a moment to pull away and say "You taste like shit."

Her words are sharp and could be a turn-off but the intensity of her action combined with the pure shock of the situation sends a surge through you. It is one of the best blowjobs you ever received even if it is also the most humiliating. She resumes her assault, her nails digging into your thighs, her movements frantic and angry. You know that you will be laughed at if you cum quickly so you resist with all your willpower but it's impossible. With a guttural groan, you explode in her throat. She swallows without a pause, then wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and stands up, adjusting her clothes.

"Seriously, eat something healthier," her sweaty face shows disgust. "And less than a minute, seriously?"

You didn't look at any clock and it felt far longer than that but this kind of insult was expected at this point and you choose not to engage. Instead, you stand up and start fixing your pants.

Just then, you hear footsteps in the hallway. Frank and Tyler return with bags of Chinese food, laughing about something. They enter the living room and find you and Jennifer standing awkwardly near the sofa. Neither of them comments on your slightly disheveled appearance or Jennifer's flushed cheeks.

Soon, all of you are laughing and eating together on the floor surrounded by boxes. Even Jenifer seems happy and throws fewer insults at each of you.

You reminisce some more about college years. Jennifer casually mentions that she considered you the "hot one" of Frank's friend circle at the time. You almost said something along the lines of "I figured it out" but decide not to make the situation far more awkward for everyone.

After lunch, Jennifer made you exchange your number with everyone, for when the phones start working again, then you exit the apartment block bewildered by this encounter. You could chill a moment with a walk in the park to see if anything changes outside. Your friend Emily works at the mall, maybe you can go and bother her until her shift is over, she isn't the type to throw insults at you or assault yuor dick with her mouth you hope. Or maybe you can go to Clark's garage. He likes chatting while working on motors and may be a good source of information on what is going on.