Both Artie and Claudia had cleaned up without speaking. They were both internally coming to grips with what happened. Quite a few times, Artie had comically opened his mouth to say something, holding his hand up, before closing it and continuing with what he was doing. Claudia decided to head back to Lena's, and Artie figured it would be better if he stayed at the warehouse, to think.
The same thing was happening at Lena's, as Pete and Mykah had gone to
their rooms, and shut the doors without saying a word.
The next day, Mykah woke up extremely early, and snuck out to the warehouse alone. As she walked in, she let out a gasp, momentarily startled by Artie asleep on the couch. He must have had a late night, she thought to herself. She wanted to look something up in the warehouse database, and sat down at Artie's computer, flipping the monitor on quietly.
As it flared to life, she saw something playing. It looked like a recording from the office security cam. It looked like...Claudia sucking Artie's huge cock! She gasped, and was mesmerized by the scene, instantly getting wet, and feeling the intense urge she had felt the day before, return in full force. She swore under her breath, but couldn't stop watching.
When she saw Artie cum all over Claudia's innocent face, she could not fight the craving anymore.
She snuck over to the couch, noting the nearly empty bottle of whiskey laying on the floor, near Artie's dangling arm. She needed a cock, and she needed it now, whether he was awake or not. Thinking about the awkwardness that ensued after her moment with Pete, she decided that asleep might be a better option, and honestly, the thought turned her on even more.
Artie moaned and jerked in his sleep, which made Mykah freeze. She continued after a moment, kneeling down, and reaching under the plain brown sweater vest draped over him like a blanket.
