Finally he was finished.
He took one last look at the naked, perfect body beneath him.
He knew he would never be this lucky again.
When she returned to the desk below, Lisa knew that she was wearing the same dreamy expression she had seen on Beth the previous week following her little escapade in the special collection room, but somehow it didn't matter. Nothing mattered except the calm, satisfied feeling that was filling her now that she had fucked George.
What a fuck!
Even now Lisa could feel his cum filling up her cunt. She had left her panties in the bathroom, and tight now she was enjoying the sensation of not wearing any.
'Where've you been?' Beth asked pleasantly. It occurred to her that the two of them had been getting along much better lately. It was difficult to say why; maybe it was because 'Little Miss Stuffy' had relaxed quite a bit since the weekend.
But why? That was something that Beth had so far been unable to determine.
'I was cleaning up on the second floor,' Lisa announced, aware that it wasn't a complete lie, depending on the interpretation given to it.
It was a quarter of eleven now, so there was little to do except wait fifteen minutes until they could close up. As she sat behind the desk, Lisa's mind kept going back to the short, hard fuck she had just experienced. Never in her life had she imagined that sex could be so many things. Even with a stranger…
The warm, runny mixture of his cum and her own juices was finding its way out of her cunt now, and was beginning to run down the insides of her legs. For a moment Lisa felt concerned that it might become visible so that Beth would be able to see it.
But then, strangely enough, Lisa realized that in a way she wouldn't mind if Beth did see it. The expression of disbelief that the sight of hot cum running down the inside of Lisa's leg would evoke from Beth would be worth seeing, that was for sure.
The more she thought about it, the more it became almost an obsession with Lisa to let Beth see the drippy mess oozing out of her cunt. She couldn't explain why, exactly; there was more to it than surprising Beth. Perhaps Lisa felt that she had something to prove to her.
Casually, Lisa allowed her legs to spread apart slightly so that the bright, shiny rivulets would be visible.
Beth paid no attention.
Becoming more bold, Lisa spread her legs even wider. Now she could feel some of the stuff drying; Beth would have to see it soon, or else it would all be dried and hard.
Of course, Lisa reminded herself, there was still what seemed to be an inexhaustible supply of juice within her cunt; if she could only use it in some way…
Feeling positively devilish, Lisa decided what she was going to do. Why not? It was a good idea.
'Beth?' she asked innocently, after she had recrossed her legs.
'Hmmmmm?' Beth replied, hardly looking up from the magazine she was leafing through.
'Close your eyes.'
'What?' Beth answered skeptically, looking curiously at Lisa.
'Go ahead. Close your eyes. I've got a surprise for you.'
Grumbling, Beth complied. As soon as her eyes were closed, Lisa reached between her legs and thrust two fingers deep into her still-simmering pussy.
When she withdrew them they were shining with a sticky combination of her own honey and George's cum. Quickly, before any of the musky fragrance could be lost, she reached forward and placed both fingers a few inches in front of Beth's face.
'Now open your mouth.'
Beth complied.
Lisa gently inserted the two Beth's mouth. At first Beth's face showed confusion, then surprise, and finally pleasure.
'Mmmmmmmmm…' she murmured, licking the cum-covered fingers greedily. 'Where'd that come from?' she asked at last, the taste still lingering on her lips and tongue.
'Well, you told me there were plenty of opportunities for action here; I just took advantage of one.'
Beth looked at her in disbelief at first, but then as she remembered the taste in her mouth a look of comprehension spread across her features.
'No kidding?'
Lisa just smiled. For some silly reason she was ridiculously proud of herself. She could see that Beth was beginning to respect her a little more.
'You certainly are beginning to grow up a little bit, aren't you?' Beth asked.
'It had to happen someday.'
'I lost track of you at the party last Friday. Something tells me that you met somebody there.'
'You guessed it.'
'Who?'
'Dave.'
'But he moved away.'
'Not until Monday.'
'Oh,' Beth smiled, beginning to understand, 'you had a forty-eight-hour grand opening this weekend, is that it?'
'Something like that,' Lisa smiled. 'Let's just say I'm trying to catch up for all the time I spent being Little Miss Stuffy.'
Beth froze; how had Lisa known her derogatory pet name for her? But Lisa was smiling as if there were no hard feelings on her part.
This was all very interesting.
CHAPTER FIVE
For reasons which she couldn't fully understand, Beth felt restless as she drove home from work. One thing that she did understand was that she was definitely horny; she could still taste the cum on her lips, and the musky fragrance had somehow become stronger once she had gotten in the car.
But there was more to it than just that.
There was something about what was happening to Lisa which on the one hand intrigued her but on the other hand disturbed her. She couldn't figure out why, though, and the result was that she didn't really feel like going home yet.
There was always the possibility of going to one of the singles bars in the city, but somehow that didn't appeal to her at the moment. She just felt vaguely dissatisfied in such a way that the normal avenues of release didn't quite seem to make it.
Oh well, might as well go home.
Then suddenly she had it.
Gus and Myra! Of course; Beth hadn't seen them in almost a year. But if they were still living in the same place and were into the same things they had always been into, they would be the perfect answer to all her problems.
Beth felt better already.
When Gus answered the door with a can of beer in one hand and an obscene magazine in the other, Beth knew that nothing had changed.
'Well if it isn't Little Miss Library Hot Pants herself, come on in! Myra! We've got company!'
As Beth walked into the house she saw Myra, her thick black hair hanging down almost to her ass, sitting on the couch wearing a long black robe.
