He laughed and while standing there with his cock still inside me, Lurch kissed me more passionately and less urgently on the mouth, then said, “Just in time, huh?”
I kissed him again, then I said, “Yeah, good timing, but that was great!”
Then as he stood there with his softening cock still inside me, I leaned back against the wall, refastened my bra, and buttoned up my blouse. When I was done, Lurch pulled his cock out of me, which felt like someone was pulling a huge fat sausage out of me. As he was pulling out, as his cock head slid back towards the opening of my pussy, I could feel my cunt closing back in, on it’s self, and as he pulled the head out completely, my pussy closed back up, forcing a huge amount of cum to squeeze out. I was hoping that it wasn’t getting on my black skirt.
Lurch did his pants up and then helped me down off the vanity. I could feel all the wet slickness between my pussy lips and in my crotch, of the mixture of his cum and my juices. Some of the wetness ran onto the inside of my thighs and the tops of my stockings. I grabbed some paper towels and wiped my crotch up as best I could, then I bent over to pick up my thong.
Lurch beat me to it and holding it up in the air, he smiled and said, “Uh, uh! That’s my souvenir. I’m keeping those.”
I just laughed and said, “OK. But how do I explain my missing panty to my husband when I go home?”
He said, “Just tell him I got them. How you tell him I got them, is up to you.”
“Well, you know I’ll tell him the truth,” and we both laughed.
Then I smoothed my skirt back down, and took a look at my hair in the mirror. Lurch opened the bathroom door, and stepped out into the bar. He stepped over to the bar, thew some money on it, and told Howard to give Emily and me another round.
As Lurch started walking towards his buddies, he started twirling my red thong on his index finger high above his head. I heard him saying to his buddies that he got himself a souvenir. I heard one guy say, “Yeah. But it cost you $50 bucks for a thong.”
To which Lurch laughed and replied, “But that wasn’t ALL I got for my $50 bucks,” then they all laughed!
I slid back on to my bar stool next to Emily and quickly swigged down a shot of Tequila, and half of a Margarita.
Emily had been staring at me ever since I sat back down on the bar stool and finally she said, “Well?”
I said, “Well what?”
“Well what did you do in there,” she asked?
I sat there thinking about what I had just done. It was fun. It was sexually satisfying and erotically exciting, to just on the spur of the moment, go into a bar bathroom and have a quick fuck with a guy. But I kept looking at the money still laying on the bar in front of Emily and I was a little bit ashamed of having done it for money. Doing it just for fun was one thing, but I had never fucked anyone for the money before. Then I thought to myself, that I didn’t really, “do it for the money”, it was just offered as sort of a gift, to get me to do what I might have done just for fun anyway. I figured this was a one time thing and I didn’t expect to do it again.
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