That can wait

Seeing Michael pull off his mother's swollen nipple, you follow suit. "What else have they done?" you say, wiping your mouth.

"Shouldn't we leave something as a surprise for later?" she replies with a wink, showing off her extended eyelashes.

"Alright, Mom, you win," Michael pitches in, still groping April's rack with both hands. "Besides, I wanna get you home. Fuck, this body...thanks again, John. I owe ya one."

"My pleasure." With that, you lift the nurse's head out of your lap, letting your glistening, half-erect shaft slide out of her mouth. She pouts slightly, fluttering her eyelashes at you. Pulling her close, you kiss her passionately, your tongue dancing with hers as you feel her soft breasts through the paper-thin fabric of her uniform.

While you make out with the nurse, Mike helps his mother to her feet, your cum beginning to drip down her thigh as she stands. "Come on, man, let's get out of here," he says, wrapping an arm around April and tapping his foot impatiently.

Breaking off your kiss, you stand in front of the nurse, who looks up at you passively. Grinning like an idiot, you wipe your cock off on her cheeks before tucking it away. This kind of power is never going to get old.

Not wanting to keep your friend and your toy waiting, you follow them out of the waiting room. As you walk through the halls of the clinic, neither you nor Mike can keep your hands off of April, stroking and squeezing her naked body the entire way out. She simply smiles and giggles in reply to your advances, clearly loving the attention.

When you enter the main lobby, the receptionist comes out from behind her desk to greet you. It turns out she isn't completely naked, sporting a long black side-slit skirt. She smiles and waves to you all before turning to April. "Hi there, hon, still looking gorgeous. I wanted to thank you again for earlier," she bubbles.

"Oh, of course, it was no problem at all." April replies, shaking her head.

"What happened?" Michael asks, still groping his mother's ass.

"Well, my son came in to use a few of the staff, like he usually does on his lunch break," the receptionist replies. "Only this time I caught his eye. Now I'm a good mother, I love getting my son off, but I was right in the middle of an important call, and I'm not too good at cocktalking."

You stifle a laugh as she says that...Is that really a word here?

"If he wanted my mouth...so anyway, he comes over, and of course he climbs up on top of my desk, stroking himself like a madman," she continues with a laugh. "Just as I'm about to start sucking him off, in walks April. Needless to say, he spent his whole lunch break with her instead. What an angel."

"Oh, it was nothing, really," April says, blushing. "I didn't even do it on purpose."

"Still, you saved my day," she says insistently. "It wouldn't feel right if I didn't pay you back somehow."

"No, no, I couldn't accept anything, really. It's fine."

The receptionist looks thoughtful, placing a finger on her lips. "Well, if you say so, but...to make us even, at least...would one of your boys like to use me? Or both? Or...anything you want, really. I would feel much better."

April shrugs, then looks back and forth at you and Michael.