A strike of conscience?

Helpless and quivering your body continued to writhe and spasm around Cody's cock as he speared into you with everything he had. You could feel the swell of his tool as his climax mounted and prepared for the worst. In a second you would be filled with his burning cum, your tight little pussy would unwillingly milk out every drop as it poured into your fertile womb, and you'd be stuck like this forever. The personal plaything of a coworker and there was nothing could you do! You heard the heavy throaty moan of orgasm hit Cody's voice and bit down on your lip and then...

Suddenly you were empty.

The powerful tool that had been molding your vaginal walls was slipped quickly and cleanly from your soaked cunt and in the second that followed the hot splatter of his orgasm against your bare ass. Weakly you turned your head, glancing over your shoulder, to see his cockhead twitch as it spat up another line of seed onto your skin. With a satisfied panting Cody hotdogged his tool between either ass cheek and idly worked the length up and down your crack as the last of his cum sputtered and drizzled free. An approving little slap on each buttock was given as he slowly released his grip on your hair and waist.

"Hoooo... god damn... that was great, man." Cody said while catching his breath. His voice held the same casual tone as if he had just caught a pass in backyard football, not nearly fucked a friend into pregnancy.

"Y... you... didn't cum in me..." you replied, still desperately panting and struggling to keep yourself propped against the counter. The exertion and lust had done a real number on you. Even now it was hard it was hard to keep your knees from wobbling. The relief you felt was unimaginable and yet a lingering confusion was still in your mind.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, duh. I don't want kids." Cody said with a little shrug. Already he was softening and falling back into the routine of normality. "I mean shit, I'm not even twenty yet."

"Then why the hell did you pull off the condom!?" you demanded.

"Feels better? I told you dude, I hate how they feel."

That was it? THAT was all it was? God you could **** him right now! Still, at least you were still you. ...well, as you as you could be right now given the circumstances. Your head was a lot clearer now as well. Whatever was clouding your mind a moment ago seemed to pass immediately once you had cum. A little time to clean yourself up, courtesy of a washcloth and the kitchen sink, and it was almost as if the last few minutes had never happened. Something was still nagging you though. Something Cody had said a moment before.

"You said you got a call before I got here?" you queried after dressing yourself again.

"Yeah, maybe twenty minutes before you showed up."

"Do you know who it was?"

"No? They didn't say. I figured it was part of whatever weird roleplay you're doing."

"R-roleplay?"

"Yeah. Get a call about a nice piece of ass rolling up if I wanted to fuck, then you show up, you practically get soaked just talking to me. I figured it was some kinda sex game you were playing with people so I got into character."

"You thought I turned myself into a woman for a sex game!?" God, you couldn't believe this idiot!

"Eh. People do weird shit, not my place to judge." Cody said with a shrug. For fucks sake... did you really think this guy was hot ten minutes ago?

Frustrating as his answers were though it gave a lot to think about. Whoever did this to you wasn't content to leave you to your own devices, they were actively trying to sabotage you. Even more alarming was that this person was they knew where you were going today. This couldn't just be a random coincidence. But how the hell were you supposed to figure out who it was or how to avoid their plot?

"Yo, John, you listening?" Cody's voice chimed, breaking you from your thoughts.

"Huh?"

"I said I still have the callback number on my phone if you want it." he said, holding up his cellphone and pointing to a number you'd never seen before. "You know, if you wanted to try tracking it down or something."

Oh. Well. That simplified things.