To the drugstore, Jane flirts with the clerk

Jane took her hand out of Bryan's pants and led him back out of the bushes.

"I want to get those condoms as soon as possible. If you don't fuck me soon, I'll go crazy!"

Bryan's heart thumped. The very first night, and he was going to lose it with this sexy vision of pleasure.

Bryan followed closely as Jane scampered toward the drugstore, her low-cut jeans hugging her generous curves and flaunting an inch of rear cleavage. Jane's red-gold hair lofted in the breeze as she made tracks, her sandals slapping on the sidewalk.

They reached the store in a minute and a half, panting hard as they arrived. Bryan's erection rubbed against the inside of his jeans, and Jane's nipples were clearly visible through her bra-less T-shirt.

Jane turned her head and kissed Bryan. He kissed back, tasting rum, cola, weed, and semen on her breath. Jane must be getting a hit of her own juice on his lips. She nibbled on his lower lip, broke the kiss and led him in, hand in hand.

There was a guard hovering at the door with the keys. "Closing in 5 minutes," he said.

"We promise we'll be quick!" Jane told him, flashing a big smile.

The condom aisle had a bewildering selection of options in bright-colored boxes, many promising special offers and package deals. Jane grabbed the first one at hand, a twelve-pack of Ultra-Thin/Ultra-Sensitive.

Bryan said, "No, let's get these, it's a better deal. And we don't want to run out." It was a 36-count variety pack with a mini-bottle of lubricant. The star-spangled shelf label promised "For any Occasion!" and "Special Gift!"

"I like how you think, lover!" Jane said.

They strolled arm in arm to the checkout counter.

A tired-looking young clerk in a white blouse and red vest scanned their purchase. "Did you find everything you were looking for?" she asked, reciting from her helpful-clerk script.

"Ooh, yes," Jane said. "We're just heading back to the dorm to have sex."

The clerk chuckled a little nervously and blushed down her neck. "Oh," she said.

"My name's Jane. How's your night going, Tami?" Jane asked, reading the name off her badge.

"S-slow," the clerk said. The blush bloomed on her cheeks. She looked down and scanned the item. Beep!

Bryan fished out his wallet and paid, stuffing the change back in his pocket. Jane was really giving the poor clerk the works tonight.

The clerk took a second look at the screen, then the item. "Um, did you know these come with a special gift?"

Jane leaned closer, her barely-contained tits jiggling in the scoop-necked blouse. "Really, what is it?" she asked the clerk.

The clerk reached under the counter and pulled out a small box wrapped in red foil embossed with hearts and sealed with a gold sticker. "Here."

"Thanks. But you look like you could use something nice," Jane told her. "Why don't you keep it."

"I c-can't."

"Of course you can," Jane said. She took a pen from the counter and scribbled something on the sticker. "Here. FOR TAMI. Now it's yours."

"But..." The clerk protested.

"If you don't like it, give me a call." Jane scribbled a number down on the sticker. "Or if you do. Gotta go, bye!"

Jane grabbed their purchase, took Bryan's hand, and walked him to the door where the security guard let them out and locked the door behind them.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!" Jane said.

They jogged the three blocks back to their dorm building and hurried up the stairs. Jane's happy laughter infected Bryan, and he giggled his way along with her.