What's next?

"What's next?" you ask Bridget as she sets you down on the blanket.

"I was thinking we could go back to my place for a bit, watch a show or movie, just kill some time before we go to dinner."

You grab a napkin and wipe some of Bridget's cum from your ass before you slip you panties and shorts back on.

"I like the sound of that," you say and smile at the futa.

Bridget smiles widely and begins packing up while you begin the search for your flip flops. You eventually find them and slide your small feet into them and join Bridget in packing up your lunch supplies.

All clean and packed up you both make your way to the parking lot, hop in Bridget's car and drive to her place. The drive is a bit shorter due to less traffic but it still take about thirty minutes for you to arrive at Bridget's house.

Bridget lives in a town home, so it's a fair bit larger than your apartment but it's not nearly as expensive as a true house is. Bridget parks her car and opens the car's door for you.

"Such a gentle lady," you tease giving her bulge a pat.

She follows you to the door as you pull her house key out from your purse and unlock the door. Inside you're greeted with much nicer furniture than you could afford. You count your blessings that's your futa is richer than you are. You grimace slightly as you take a good look around the living area, unfortunately she, like most futas, is fairly messy. Opened mail, empty cans and other junk is scattered sparsely around the room. You sigh tiredly, you've told Bridget that she needs to clean more but atleast this is better than last time.

"Oh!" Bridget exclaims, "Sorry about the mess babe, I know you like it cleaner."

You sigh and pat her arm, "I do prefer it cleaner in here, but so long as you're here I can tolerate it...for a while." You whisper the last part under your breath.

"Okay Jane, what do you want to do?"

You think for a bit, "How about some TV?"

Bridget smiles excitedly, "I figured you'd say that, can't get enough of Pain of Thrones'?"

You grin embarrassed, "It's a good show with good writing."

Bridget smiles knowingly and cocks an eyebrow, "And?"

"And the sex parts are hot," you say as a blush covers your face.

Bridget begins stripping down and you join her, placing your clothes in her cabinet.

"You want drinks babe?" Bridget asks as she heads to the kitchen.

"I'll take a glass of water Bridge," you respond as you take a seat on her couch. You place a hand on the seat to lower yourself down and are greeted with a cool, wet and sticky feeling. You draw your hand off the couch and see a trail of old cum stuck to your hand.

"Ugh!" you groan in exasperation, "Bridge! Did you jack off this morning?"

Bridget pokes her head around the corner as you head to the kitchen sink to wash off your hands.

"Yeah babe, why?"

You begin rinsing your hand with warm water and soap, "There's jizz all over your couch, why didn't you clean up?"

Bridget grins bashfully, "I thought I did, lemme go get the Sperm-B-Gon spray."

Bridget reaches under the sink grabs the spray bottle and goes to work spraying down her couch. You finish off washing your hands, grab the drinks and join Bridget in the living room.

Bridget sighs and places the bottle down on a table, "It's gonna take a while to dry completely, I don't really see what the big deal was though."

"The big deal is that I sat in stale cum!"

"But Jane," Bridget begins, "I literally just came inside you a while ago and chances are you'll have my cum inside you again."

You roll your eyes, "The difference is we were making love and I was expecting you to cum inside me! This was a surprise, and it wasn't fresh. No boi like old cum."

"Okay," relents Bridget, "I get it, my spooge is gross."

You playfully slap her thigh, "I didn't say that! I like it when you cum inside me, it makes me feel closer to you! Old cum is gross but fresh cum directly from the source..."

You inch closer to Bridget and gently trace your fingers around her belly button, "Hot and sticky. And especially in their butts," you wiggle yours seductively, "That's what bois are made for, and if you're lucky you may be getting lucky sooner rather than later."

You quickly tweak one of Bridget's nipples and slap her ass, "Now go turn on the TV, the couch sucks so I'll just sit on your lap."

Bridget grabs the remote and sits in a chair, her cock nice and stiff from your teasing. You position yourself on her lap and gently rub her cock with your legs.

You feel a little horny but right now you want to watch your show. That doesn't mean you can't keep teasing Bridget though.