You try to convince Sarah but...

"Sarah," you stammer, trying to think fast. You've got to say something, anything, to get her to keep going, or you're going to lose. "It's not that I don't find you sexy, I think you're incredibly hot! And trust me, this is one of the best blowjobs I've ever gotten. In fact, I've always wanted you, from the first time I laid eyes on you. How could anyone not want that incredible body of yours?"

You're aware that everyone can hear what you're saying, including Matt and Miranda, and wonder what the consequences of your words will be, but can't worry about that now. All that matters is how Sarah responds....

"Wow John, that's the sweetest thing anyone's said to me all month! I'll be sure to give you a special reward..." Sarah wraps her incredibly soft and moist lips back around you, and you can't tell if you're imagining it but it feels like her mouth and throat are even tighter than before. You're just about to breath a sigh of both relief and pleasure when a loud and sustained moan from the closet interrupts you.

You and everyone else look over just in time to see Miranda start convulsing and shaking as a huge orgasm hits her, with her juices dripping down Tom's chin. Her orgasm seems to last forever, and Tom never stops licking through it all. Finally Miranda can't take it anymore and collapses on the floor of the closet, her body still trembling with the aftershocks. Tom gets up and wipes his mouth and chin off, while deliberately looking triumphantly at you, making sure to look down at your still rock hard cock, which Sarah had stopped sucking on to watch the action.

"What's the matter John, can't even cum with such a sexy girl giving you a blowjob? I always knew you weren't much of a guy..." he gloats. "Then again, I'm the master of eating girls out, right Miranda?" he says while casually nudging her with his foot. Miranda is still recovering from her intense orgasm, and can't seem to steady her legs enough to get up. She looks up at you, and the obvious disappointment and guilt visible on her face kills you. She then looks up at Tom standing over her, and you can't tell if it's fear, anticipation, or a bit of both that you're seeing now.

Tom doesn't seem to notice, or care for that matter. "Well, guess that means I win! Now then John, what should I have Miranda do? Oh, the possibilities!" You can tell Tom is enjoying rubbing this in your face, getting off on your obvious jealousy. What does Tom have Miranda do?