A nice time in the backseat.

Neil was on his phone, explaining something apologetically.

"No, no, I don't know how it happened. I gave him a handful and told him to only give them to folks who wouldn't be missed. I show up here and somehow he gave a couple to some med students and then they dosed him. Yeah, I know." He put his hand over the microphone and spoke to them sharply. "Which one of you is Toby? You know what, never mind. Just tell me who else got these pills."

Grink spoke up. "I gave a few to one of my clients and he gave them to his sister. She and her friend here took them, then they tricked me into taking one. I hope that's not a problem."

Neil rolled his eyes. "It's a huge problem, but we'll figure all that out later." He spoke into the phone again. "Ok, yeah. No, I'll hold down the fort here until then."

Neil hung up and turned to the women with a hungry look in his eye. He sized each of them up. Each secretly hoped they'd be picked to satisfy Neil - what an honor!

"Ok, ladies, here's how it works," he instructed. "In about an hour and a half some men are going to show up here and take you away. They'll introduce you to your new life. In the meantime, I'm gonna enjoy myself. How does that sounds?"

Grink's heart almost melted in her chest at the thought of Neil getting enjoyment from her. "That sounds amazing!"

He smirked. "I thought you might see it that way. You know, some people pay a lot of money for this. I'm just lucky you fucked up, Toby." He turned and strode into the bedroom, the women following demurely.

Neil stared at the mattress with disgust. "Toby, tell me you've got some clean sheets and Lysol."

"I sure do," Grink said dreamily. "I keep 'em for when I'm having a girl over."

"How ironic. You two," he said, pointing to Grink and Mark, "clean this shit up. You, come with me." Jenn squealed with delight to be chosen and bounced to his side. The other two left the room to find cleaning supplies.

"So, Neil, what did you have in mind?" Jenn asked coyly. He just grunted and motioned to follow him. They walked out of the house and to a small SUV with tinted windows nearby. He unlocked it and gestured for her to get into the backseat.

As he slid in next to her and closed the door, she reached out to run her hands along his chest. He sighed and leaned back in the seat, closing his eyes. "You know, you and your friends have put my employer in a tough position."

Jenn was horrified to have caused Neil trouble, but tried not to let it show. "Sounds like you need to destress," she purred. "Maybe I can help."

He nodded and, to her delight, reached for his zipper. She stopped him with a wink. "No, no, you're so tired. Let me take care of that." His hands went to his sides and she bent over him. She gripped the zipper in her teeth and slid it down as though she'd done it a thousand times. She managed to unbutton and unzip his slacks, pull them down, and free his throbbing member from his boxers with just her mouth.

"You must like your girls good at blo-mmmph!"

He had, of course, shoved his cock in her mouth midsentence. The taste of it was sweet on her tongue and she felt a sudden indescribable sense of... fulfillment? ecstasy? It didn't really matter, all that mattered giving Neil the most pleasure she could. All other thoughts fell out of her head. She forgot Mark, Grink, med school, even the pill - all she thought about was what she could do to the thing in her mouth to make Neil feel good.

God, it felt so right! She bobbed up and down furiously. Her tongue danced delicately with his turgid cock, dancing along the underside and around the sides. The curly hairs lodged under her gums like angel hair pasta as she thrust herself onto him. She reached a hand up and began to gently massage his scrotum, pressing her fingers smoothly into its wrinkled surface. As if from a thousand miles away she heard him groan, and she intuited from a twitch that his climax was imminent.

She only had time to register her regret that it was coming to an end when he was erupting and she was being pumped full of his glorious seed, blasting against the back of of her throat like honey. She paused briefly to savor the thick, heavy ropes before dutifully swallowing and feeling them fill her belly like warm butter. She closed her eyes hard and tried to savor this moment, but soon enough he had shoved her brusquely aside and was buttoning himself back up. She could only gasp and suck for a few seconds, her reason having departed in the overwhelming warm haze of arousal. Finally, she looked up at him with love and adoration and saw that he was checking his texts.

"Shit, we've only got about an hour left," he said distractedly. "Let's go check in on Larry and Curly."

That makes me Moe, she thought dreamily as he led her back towards the house.