No Regrets

Josh's wiping down that counter when Chrissy slides in with weekend plans like everything's normal. He's clammed up though. She pushes and he finally drops it: he cheated. Chrissy's empty mug hits the floor and shatters. Now she's shattered too. Josh tells her she was too uptight, that he needed something freakier. Chrissy swears she can loosen up. He scoffs. She doubles down and offers to prove it right now with her lips wrapped around his cock behind the counter while he acts like he's working. Josh's eyes go wide, tongue darts out, but he hesitates. Public spot, risk of getting caught, and this sudden dirty streak feels off-brand for her. Still, his dick talks louder than his brain. He nods. Chrissy drops fast, jeans unzipped, warm mouth sliding down. Nerves flicker through her at first, then heat takes over. Josh grips the counter edge, pleasure mixing with surprise. She's hungry now, getting off on the danger, and he's realizing he might've bitten off more than he can chew.