Chapter 25: Get Out Of Here
"Yesss, yesss, cum in meee. Feed my pussy your cum," she said breathlessly into Melvin's ear as her own orgasm completed its last weakening spasms. He felt his balls tighten, and the surge of his jism as it flew through his shaft and spurted into her pussy, decorating her insides with shots of man juice. He could feel either his pulse or her pulse in the walls of her pussy; it was impossible to tell which.
After it was all over, she stayed on top of him for a moment, his cock still hard inside of her. Then she pulled herself off him, his cock sliding out, coated in a mixture of his own cum and her so-called "fuck mustard." The smell of sex permeated the air. It was a scent that Melvin hadn't smelled in a long time. Olivia stepped away from him and turned around, her back to Melvin.
"Now, get out of here!" Crabapple demanded, her face hidden, her arm extended, finger pointing at the door. Melvin blinked in confusion. Realization began to set in. She'd used him, and now was done with him. Silently, he gathered his clothes and glasses and walked out of her office, closing the door behind him.
Melvin dressed, buttoning his shirt as well as he could, considering the buttons Olivia had torn off, and stopped at his office for his briefcase. The events of the evening swirled about his mind, and as much as he tried to make sense of it, he couldn't. Should he pretend it had never happened? Maybe. He hoped that Olivia Crabapple didn't have anything devious up her sleeve, but she'd be in as much trouble as him, wouldn't she? Melvin shook his head. Too much to think about.
He stepped into the elevator and pushed the button for the lobby.
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