"Cum in me," Sheila grunted. She had lost herself to her lust and couldn't care less. She was an animal. She didn't care if Kyle saw her, or if Robert or her boss came in and saw her. The only thing she cared about was cumming.
Neal slammed into her one last time, pressing her hard into the sink. His cock head pulsed and throbbed as he emptied his balls into her. Sheila tried to pushed back, her pussy filling with the last of his cum. She bit her lip and tried to keep quiet as her pussy spasmed around Neal's meat.
Neal rolled the tip of his thumb around her asshole, then pulled his dick out her. There was a sudden emptiness in her gash as Neal grabbed a paper towel and cleaned his dick.
Panting, with her pants still around her knees, Sheila waddled into the nearest stall and sat down to pee. She heard Neal fixing his pants as she let his seed drip from her hole into the toilet.
"Thanks doll, I'll be sure to tell all my friends about the service here," Neal said with a chuckle. Sheila heard the door open and close as Neal exited the bathroom. She finished her business and straightened her clothes. She checked herself in the mirror, making sure she didn't look like she just got fucked, then went back to the bar.
Robert was back, but the two old men were gone. Robert met Sheila's eyes. "Your customers left, said to give you this. You must have made one hell of an impression," He said as he handed her a fifty dollar bill.
Sheila blushed slightly and took the money. She felt a little embarrassed and guilty. Did Robert know? Was she a whore now? Neal said he'd tell his friends. Are they going to come here expecting the same thing?
"You OK? It's a big tip but they're drunk, horny, old men. If you feel bad about such a big tip I can keep that for you." He was smiling and holding his hand out to take back the fifty. He didn't know. Sheila was in the clear.
"Hell no," She smiled back, and stuffed the fifty into her bra, "All mine." Sheila was in the clear.
The rest of the day Sheila was lost daydreaming of her exploits with the two old men. She should feel bad about cheating, but she was still turned on by the ordeal. The thought of cum in her stomach and the bit that was seeping out of her pussy into her thong, made her wet all over again.
Her shift ended and Sheila made it home to face her husband. She made a simple dinner for herself and Kyle. They filled the evening with small talk and watched TV. Sheila was almost uncomfortable with how easy she had hid her guilt.
The couple went to sleep and Sheila couldn't help but wonder if getting away with cheating was really this easy.
The rest of the week went by slowly and uneventful. There were no exciting customers, and Robert was too caught up in troubles at home to be any fun.
As the weekend approached, Sheila found her lust creeping back in. The thoughts of Jim and Neal made her pussy wet. She wanted more. Her and Kyle still barely touched each other, so she started thinking about what she could do outside of her marriage to curb her desires.
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