Yes, Mike really needs to get back to work now

Felicity looks down to watch as Mike lets his cock rest against the softness of her breasts, still twitching as it releases its last drops of cum onto her skin. She can’t believe just how much cum he has shot over her, long strings of it lined over her chest, slowly dripping downwards. She can’t stop herself as she reaches a hand up, taking hold of his cock to rub the head over her nipples, sending little shivers of pleasure through her body.

Slowly the cock in her hand softens until it sips from her embrace, hanging limply in front of her. She can’t help but look at it in wonder at how easily she aroused the man it belongs to, how quickly she made him cum, giving her a thrill at the power her nakedness gave her. And there’s a strange other feeling, one of regret that he has cum so soon, before he could do more with her. It’s a thought that surprises her, that already she is thinking about what else she could have done for this man and his now spent cock.

As she watches, Mike reaches down and pushes his cock back into his underwear before pulling his jeans back into place and zipping them up. She can’t resist leaning forward just enough that she can gently place a small kiss on the place where his cock is now hidden away.

“Fuck darling, that was intense” Mike tells her as he looks down to see her little kiss. “But I better get going, meant to be working after all.”

“Sure Mike, and thanks again for your wonderful service” he calls from the sofa, still eating the pizza. “Flis, can you grab my wallet and tip the man” he calls out to her. She eases herself to her feet, hardly even thinking now about her nakedness as she walks towards where he is pointing. Picking up his wallet, she sees it is stuffed with notes, and she wonders why he would carry so much about with him, making her think again just what it is he really does.

“Thank you Mike, that was so exciting” she whispers to the delivery guy as he walks towards her and the door. She holds out a twenty for him which he takes with a look almost as surprised as he had when she first opened the door to him naked.

“If you ever order from us again, I’ll make sure your order gets priority” Mike tells them even as he is opening the door to leave. “Thanks, that was…” but he leaves the sentence hanging, clearly unsure how to describe what has just happened.

“Well Flis, you better come and get tucked into this wonderful pizza” he suggests as soon as the door closes and they are again alone. She doesn’t even think about cleaning away the cum slowly drying on her chest, instead she returns to the sofa and slides into the seat beside him. As soon as she does, he holds out a box for her to tear off a slice, quickly biting into it, telling herself she will probably need all the energy she can get for this weekend.